Upon hearing his words and considering his attire, Zu An's face darkened: "Were you the one who went to the prison earlier?"
The man in black robes was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "So that's what you came for. That's right, I did go to the Heavenly Prison before."
"I have to say, it's great to have a powerful backer. I never had the chance to absorb the cultivation of the two dukes before. It's truly a delicacy. I had been stuck in the Qi Realm for many years without making any progress. Now, with the help of the two dukes, I have touched the threshold of the Spiritual Wisdom Realm and will soon be able to advance to the Grandmaster level. Haha, I really have to thank them properly."
He then looked greedily at Zu'an: "I never expected that heaven would be so kind to me, sending you here again. Not only will I be able to stabilize my Spiritual Wisdom Soul, but I might even be able to try and reach the higher level of Heavenly Ascension Soul..."
Just then, his eyes narrowed, because he realized that he had lost sight of the other person.
This was no small matter. He quickly dodged to the side, while simultaneously channeling his demonic power to spread around him. This way, no matter how fast the opponent was, as long as they touched his body, they would have all their power drained.
Hmph, that pretty boy seems to have practiced a similar technique, but how could he possibly compare to the secret manual he obtained? Moreover, his cultivation level, which is close to that of a Grandmaster, completely overwhelms the other party.
When the two are compared, I will naturally have the upper hand.
"Stop talking nonsense!" At that moment, a hand grabbed his neck.
"How can he be so fast?" The man in black robes was startled, but he didn't panic. If you dare to touch his body, you won't even have a chance to exert any force.
He unleashed all his demonic powers, attempting to drain the opponent's strength from his neck.
"Huh, why can't I suck it in?" The man in black robes was suddenly dumbfounded, and a trace of panic finally appeared in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his cultivation suddenly surge, and his vital energy seemed to be cheering and leaping, flowing continuously towards his throat and being sucked away by the large hand.
"How is this possible!"
The black-robed man's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; his own skill level was actually inferior to the other man's.
How old is this pretty boy? Even if he cultivated himself from the womb, he could never surpass me.
Moreover, he brought out this demonic art from an abandoned temple after a near-death experience. It was an ancient and powerful sect, but it has been lost to the river of time.
This demonic art was the foundation of their sect back then, and with it, cultivators all over the world trembled in fear.
According to the inscription, this demonic art originated from an unspeakable fragment of an ancient legend. It is of a very high grade and can even counteract other similar methods that absorb a person's power.
Why were we countered today?
Surely this pretty boy isn't practicing some ancient, legendary martial arts technique?
However, he quickly ran out of energy to think, because his cultivation was completely absorbed in the blink of an eye, and he was utterly powerless.
"You're sucking so fast, much faster than me..." The man in black robes turned pale, finally realizing that the other party's rank was indeed higher than his.
Zuan casually threw him to the ground, coldly looking at the black-robed man lying on the ground like a dead dog, and said in a deep voice, "It's just right for you to taste the pain you inflicted on others today."
The man in black robes looked extremely pained. What could be more painful than having one's power drained away?
That is, one moment you've absorbed someone else's power and are dreaming of a wonderful future, the next second you're thrown from the clouds into the mud.
However, he immediately realized that this was not even more painful, because the pretty boy's foot stepped directly on his knee.
"Snap!"
Almost instantly, his legs were crushed by the other person's foot, every bone completely shattered.
He was in so much pain that he wanted to roll around, but he had no strength left and could only curl up like a cooked shrimp.
Let alone the fact that he's become a cripple, even if he still had his skills, he probably couldn't recover from this injury.
He screamed in agony, but his body was too weak and he could no longer hold on due to the severe injuries. He died in agony.
This ruthless demon met his tragic end on the spot.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. One second, the Prince of Dai was looking at Mr. Xu's various boastful words and felt that everything was in the bag, but the next second he saw him beaten to a pulp.
The stark contrast made his mouth gape open so wide it almost fell to the ground.
"What the hell? How come these people are all so useless? If they can't do it, they can't do it. I could have run away earlier. Why do they have to brag like that!"
The Prince of Dai was almost in tears. He hurriedly ordered his personal guards and the captain of the guards, "Quickly, stop him!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran into the house.
He no longer expected his incompetent and useless subordinates to kill that guy surnamed Zu; he just needed to stall him for a while.
As Zu'an walked forward, the guards swallowed hard and involuntarily backed away.
They witnessed what just happened.
The Prince of Dai may not know how strong those guest advisors and Mr. Xu are, but his guards have had many interactions with them and know that those people are far superior to them.
Even if the guards have special formation bonuses, in a real fight they would be evenly matched, and the other side would have the advantage.
Are they just throwing their lives away by going up against Zu'an now?
However, military orders are absolute. If these guards dared to abandon the Prince of Dai and flee for their lives at this moment, and the court investigated them afterward, not only would they surely die, but their families would also suffer a tragic fate.
Everyone looked at the commander of the guards, waiting for him to speak. They were willing to fight to the death, hoping to leave some compensation for their families.
At this moment, the guard commander's expression also changed several times. As Zu An got closer and closer, he shouted loudly, "Your cultivation is divine, and you have even cultivated pupil techniques. Just one glare from you has caused me to be seriously injured. Oh dear, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy."
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