The person walking in front was of average height, but his physique was extremely agile, and every step he took carried a unique rhythm.
He wore a long silver robe embroidered with strange silver patterns that appeared and disappeared with his movements, exuding an extremely cold aura.
The man following behind him was rather muscular, with broad shoulders more than twice the size of an average person. His skin had a peculiar bronze hue, gleaming with a metallic sheen, like forged steel.
However, unlike the person in front of him, he exuded an aura mixed with a strong bloody smell, which made people shudder.
When the two figures were fully revealed to him without any reservation, Qin Luo's brows furrowed involuntarily.
It wasn't simply the sudden appearance of these two people, but rather the aura that permeated their entire being.
This aura was completely different from the spiritual energy cultivated by people in the myriad worlds he knew. It was like a power from another dimension, faintly revealing a strong feeling that transcended spiritual energy.
This power was so pure and unadulterated, yet so domineering, that wherever it went, the already sparse spiritual energy around the building seemed to have encountered its nemesis, and fled like frightened birds and beasts.
Strangely, while these fleeing spiritual energies were trying to avoid the attack, they were also drawn towards the silver-robed man, and then vanished the moment they touched his body, as if they had disappeared into thin air.
"Tsk t ...
"With each absorption, I can feel the power rising within my body. This feeling is truly indescribable."
"Should I thank you two 'Taoist food', or..." The silver-robed man paused, slowly opened his eyes, and looked directly at Qin Luo and Dongfang Jinyao with a hint of cat-and-mouse amusement in his eyes.
"Or should we just torture you to death now and then slowly drain the spiritual energy from your flesh and blood?"
Qin Luo clearly had no intention of wasting words with him. The moment the two appeared, a ghostly light appeared, and he moved with the speed of thunder.
Like a black lightning bolt, it instantly tore through the air and pounced towards the silver-robed man.
The silver-robed man's face stiffened, clearly not expecting Qin Luo to dare to take the initiative. However, he quickly regained his composure, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.
"Overestimating yourself!"
He snorted coldly, and with a glance, the burly man beside him immediately revealed a contemptuous look, as if looking at an overconfident ant.
He took a step forward unhurriedly, and the bloody aura around him instantly surged, turning into a blood-red cloud that enveloped his body.
"You're asking for death!" the burly man roared, his voice booming like a bell, shaking the ground for a moment. He swung his thick arm violently, creating a whistling sound, and slammed it down hard towards Qin Luo.
Qin Luo's expression remained calm, the eerie light emanating from him growing even stronger, transforming him into a demonic figure. He also threw a punch, which collided heavily with the burly man's fist.
As fists clashed, a powerful gust of wind spread outwards, forcefully lifting the surrounding building debris and sending it flying in all directions.
"Boom!" The deafening crash echoed like thunder through the ruins.
The burly man's contempt had vanished, replaced by deep shock and disbelief. He felt an irresistible force emanating from Qin Luo's fist, a force far exceeding his expectations, like a heavy hammer slamming into his arm.
A sharp pain shot through his arm, followed by the cracking sound of bones breaking. He was sent flying backward.
In mid-air, it crashed through several broken walls before falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Cough cough..."
The burly man struggled to his feet from the dust, his mouth full of blood. He never imagined that this ant would possess such power when he couldn't use his spiritual energy.
Isn't it said that people below the level of saints in this world are not good at body cultivation?
The silver-robed man's expression also turned extremely ugly. He narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. "Interesting. It seems I underestimated you. However, ants are still ants. To be able to contend with this low-class bloodline that relies on Dao food for cultivation to this extent is beyond my expectations."
"Oh, really?"
Qin Luo spoke coldly, and wisps of white mist emerged from the eerie light emanating from his body. The mist grew thicker and thicker, completely enveloping him, inhaling and exhaling like breathing.
Between contractions and relaxations, Qin Luo's body emitted a crisp sound. His muscles gradually became more restrained and elastic, each inch of muscle containing a sense of returning to one's true nature.
The originally rigid lines have become softer, yet within this softness lies boundless explosive power.
In the midst of this change, Qin Luo took several steps and arrived directly in front of the silver-robed man. The seemingly casual movement caused the entire space to tremble.
The silver-robed man felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him, causing his originally arrogant expression to freeze instantly.
He dared not underestimate him any longer. Silver light flew from his fingertips and quickly gathered into a huge silver shield in front of him.
Based on his exchange with the burly man, Qin Luo had a general understanding of the man's cultivation level, which was comparable to that of a typical cultivator in the Divine Travel Realm. Such cultivation was more than enough to deal with people who couldn't use their spiritual energy, but in front of him, the man could be easily suppressed with his physical strength alone.
The aura emanating from the silver-robed man before them was only slightly stronger than that of the burly man...
Thinking of this, Qin Luo raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and without any fancy movements, simply and directly blasted towards the silver shield.
This punch may seem ordinary, but it contains extremely violent power.
boom!
A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, shook the silver shield violently under the blow. The silver light on its surface flickered wildly before quickly dimming.
The silver-robed man's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He could feel that the shield he had activated with the 'Dao Seed' was teetering on the brink of collapse under this seemingly casual punch.
"Heh, your turtle shell is quite thick."
Qin Luo was somewhat surprised that he couldn't break through with one punch, but it was no big deal; he could just throw another one!
In the blink of an eye, a second punch followed.
This punch was even faster and more powerful than the last. Accompanied by a piercing "crack," the silver shield finally succumbed to the pressure, and cracks appeared.
Cracks spread rapidly, like a spider web, instantly covering the entire shield. Then, a series of shattering sounds followed, and the silver shield instantly shattered into countless silver fragments, scattering into the air.
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