"Who?" The thick-browed Taoist suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.
A figure slowly walked out. He looked quite young. The thick-browed Taoist couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought he had been discovered by a master. How high could his cultivation be at his age?
Zuan stared at the three characters on the ground and said calmly, "A clumsy attempt to frame someone."
A sudden thought flashed through the thick-browed Taoist's mind: "You're number 333?"
No wonder I felt a strange sense of familiarity with his voice and build; it was him.
“That’s right,” Zu’an said, no longer bothering to hide anything. “You’ve committed crimes using my name, so you should at least share some of the spoils with me, right?”
"Using your name?" The thick-browed Taoist laughed. "How much is your name worth? Who cares to use it? You're just someone to take the blame for me."
As he spoke, he struck the other man's vitals with a palm strike. Since he had seen him, he was determined to silence him.
He had just witnessed the other party bidding in Xiaoyao Tower. He had bid nearly three million taels but failed to buy it, which proved that the other party had around three million taels on him. He was obviously from a wealthy family. He never expected that the heavens would be so kind as to send him so many fat sheep today. The two resources he snatched today would probably be enough for him to break through to the Grandmaster level.
Before he knew it, the other person had appeared in another location.
"Your Excellency is truly ruthless, willing to kill at the slightest provocation." Zu An frowned deeply; the person who had just been attacked would most likely have already fallen victim to his cruelty.
The thick-browed Taoist was somewhat taken aback, clearly not expecting that the other party could dodge it: "No wonder you had the courage to challenge the Sun family before. It turns out you had such a strange movement technique to rely on. It's a pity that there are no shortcuts in cultivation. Having a movement technique without cultivation is ultimately just a castle in the air."
After saying that, his speed suddenly increased, and he appeared in front of Zu An in an instant. At the same time, black energy appeared in his palms and spread around the opponent.
He was very confident that he had made the surrounding air as viscous as water, so that no matter how exquisite the opponent's movements were, they would have no use.
To everyone's surprise, the other person didn't show the panic I expected, and stood there without flinching: "Who gave you the confidence that I would definitely dodge?"
As she spoke, she raised her palm and reached out to meet him.
The thick-browed Taoist frowned. His years of experience in the martial world told him that something was amiss, but no matter how you looked at it, his opponent was no match for him.
And he actually dared to exchange palm strikes with me?
Even experts of the same level wouldn't dare to exchange blows with him, otherwise they would easily have all their power drained away. This guy is practically courting death.
A sinister smile flashed across his face as he swung his palm at the other man, intending to drain him dry in an instant!
The two palms touched, and black energy emanated from his hands, enveloping the other person.
"I'll inhale!"
"Huh?"
The thick-browed Taoist's smile quickly froze on his face, because he discovered that no matter how much he activated his power, he could not absorb even a trace of the other party's cultivation.
He didn't understand what was going on, but he finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly jumped back to try to create distance between himself and the other person.
Unfortunately, it was too late; his hand seemed to be glued on, and he couldn't move it an inch.
At this moment, the young man opposite him revealed a simple and honest smile: "Is this what you mean by 'inhaling'?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black hole-like object appeared in his palm. The thick-browed Taoist immediately felt his cultivation surge out like a dam bursting. You should know that he had never absorbed others' cultivation so quickly before!
He was horrified and struggled desperately, but he couldn't move an inch. At first, he cursed, but then only begged for mercy, and soon his voice gradually faded away.
Even when he died, he didn't understand why the other party, who was clearly young, had a higher cultivation level than him, and why the other party's cultivation method was obviously much more profound and sophisticated than his own. No, it should be said that it was worlds apart, which is why he had no ability to resist at all.
Zu An shook off the withered-looking, thick-browed Taoist priest, his brows furrowing slightly.
He felt his cultivation level surging. Previously, he was around the eighth level of the ninth rank, but now, after absorbing the power of the Thick-browed Taoist, he had reached the peak of the ninth rank, just one step away from becoming a grandmaster.
However, he felt a violent and bloody aura filling his body. He knew that it was caused by the thick-browed Taoist's years of killing and plundering other cultivators.
No wonder my sister, the Empress, told me not to use the Gluttonous Devouring Heaven Technique to enhance my power before becoming a Grandmaster. The power absorbed in this way is indeed impure and requires a lot of effort to refine it again.
The key issue is that some of the resentment and murderous intent accumulated by the other party over the years have also entered his body, which is indeed harmful to his tempering of his soul.
However, he didn't have time to think about all that now, as the animal sentinels deployed around the perimeter had already spotted a group of people rushing towards him.
He grabbed the corpse of the thick-browed Taoist and left the place.
Not long after he left, a group of men arrived at the scene.
The most striking feature of the middle-aged man at the head of the group was his triangular eyes, exactly like Sun Ji's; they were clearly his biological son.
His eyes gleamed, as if he were plotting something at all times.
He was shocked when he saw the situation from afar, and immediately leaped over: "Ji'er!"
A wail and a roar echoed throughout the mountains and forests.
Soon his men arrived one after another, and they were shocked to see the tragic scene of the entire army being wiped out. How many years had it been since anyone dared to provoke the tyrant?
Moreover, attacking the young master would be a fight to the death!
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