The prefect's residence.
study.
Li Ming finally met the prefect Wang Ming.
The person looked gaunt and had a very poor complexion; they certainly resembled someone who had been ill for a long time.
Upon seeing Li Ming's arrival, Wang Ming's expression instantly turned solemn, and he said, word by word:
"You shouldn't have come!"
"I, Wang, am controlled by the Blood God Cult and have been their accomplice. I deserve to die... But Lord Li, you absolutely cannot die because of me!"
Wang Ming spoke with great difficulty in just a few words.
Li Ming quietly glanced at the other party's entry and smiled faintly:
"It is truly remarkable that Lord Wang was able to come to his senses and deliver the message to me."
[Wang Ming]
[Realm Level]: [Seventh Level of Golden Core]
[Entry]: [A wise mind (blue), governing a region (blue), extensive knowledge and a strong memory (cyan), benevolent governance (cyan), muddled thinking and loss of mind (gray)]
【Confused and Lost in Mind (Gray)】: 【The three souls and seven spirits are clouded, the mind is confused, and one is easily manipulated.】
"However, if I'm not mistaken, the Blood God Cult has also foreseen this. If you tip them off and I don't show up, they can still sacrifice a city and push this event to its climax."
"I'll still have to step in and resolve that then."
"Therefore, you don't need to blame yourself."
After offering some words of comfort...
Suddenly, Li Ming's eyes flashed as he looked out of the study.
A powerful aura arrived in the courtyard outside the study without any attempt to conceal it.
Li Ming then knew that the Blood God Sect members couldn't hold back any longer.
"It really is a den of dragons and tigers."
Li Ming sneered and walked out of the room.
Inside the compound.
At this moment, all the servants who were originally in the mansion disappeared.
A cool night breeze rustled the long robe.
He walked out confidently upon seeing Li Ming.
The infamous Blood God Cult's First Envoy, Blood Spirit, said with a fierce expression:
"I didn't expect you to actually dare to come to this mansion alone. As expected of the renowned Li Ming of the Six Doors, you are indeed as arrogant as the rumors say. I wonder..."
"You're wrong..."
Li Ming spoke up, interrupting him:
"Arrogance refers to someone who doesn't know their own limitations, but in my opinion... you are the most arrogant of all."
"Arrogant!"
Before Li Ming could finish speaking, Xue Lingyi was already enraged:
"You brat, you weren't even born when I was roaming the Great Xuan realm."
As the first envoy of the Blood God Cult, Xue Lingyi's strength and talent are naturally impeccable.
[Blood Spirit One]
[Realm Level]: [Perfected Third-Rank Martial Saint]
[Entry]: [The Way of Blood (Red), Blood River Holy Body (Pale Red), Favor of the Blood God (Crimson), Undying Bloodline (Crimson), Killing Intent (Blue), Cold-bloodedness (Azure)...]
"Formation, activate!"
Although he was annoyed by Li Ming's disdain, he dared not underestimate Li Ming in any way.
As he roared out those two words, a burst of blood-red light spread outwards in all directions throughout the city.
A vast expanse of red light instantly replaced the dim sky.
He devised this plan in order to capture Li Ming, and incidentally, to perform a blood sacrifice on a city as an offering to the Blood God, thereby enabling him to break through to the second rank.
When he first set up the formation, he didn't really take Li Ming seriously. The formation was actually to prevent any Martial Saints of the third rank or above from coming to the rescue.
Unexpectedly, Li Ming broke through to the Martial Saint realm at a speed that surprised everyone... and his combat power was extremely terrifying, making him dare not relax.
"So this is the Blood Prison Formation...?"
Li Ming looked up and then muttered to himself:
"But it doesn't seem to work for me."
As far as the eye could see, everything was a crimson red. The sunlight had dissipated, and the entire city was shrouded in an array.
Under this formation, even the true energy of ordinary martial artists will be eroded, and their minds may even be affected, making them bloodthirsty.
The entire city of Cangyang was in chaos, with cries of panic rising and falling everywhere.
"You think you're invincible, but you don't know the power of my Blood Prison Formation. You weaken me, I strengthen you. Let's see what you can do now!"
As the night wind blew, Blood Spirit's power surged. As the formation unfolded, his aura continued to rise, and towering blood light rose from behind him.
Even so, Xue Lingyi did not feel safe and summoned the Blood God Child to prepare for battle.
"Let me show you the Blood God Child I've meticulously crafted..."
Xue Lingyi sneered.
With a flash of blood-red light, three figures shrouded in blood-red light emerged from nowhere.
The moment I saw Li Ming.
Without any hesitation, the three blood-red figures charged out simultaneously.
The leader, with a terrifying burst of blood energy and true essence, moved at an extremely fast speed, clearly at the forefront of the three, and launched a fearless attack on Li Ming.
Following behind was a beam of cyan sword light, which split into millions.
There was also a terrifying blade aura, carrying an incomparably domineering power.
"A puppet at the level of a Martial Saint?"
Li Ming stared indifferently at the approaching figures.
Within the Blood God Cult, there are many highly skilled individuals who enjoy creating these human puppets.
They can retain most of the strength of a martial artist, but because of the lack of a divine soul, a Blood God Child at the Martial Saint level cannot summon a Dharma body and can only fight with their physical body.
But it is still quite extraordinary, after all, the battle between martial saints is not entirely about comparing their Dharma forms.
Martial artists possess innate supernatural abilities and superb martial arts skills, which also give them formidable combat power.
These three martial saints, unafraid of death, attacked with the intention of mutual destruction and mutual destruction.
This scene is enough to move anyone.
not to mention.
Behind them, three blood-red figures were poised to attack, while the powerful Blood Spirit was also watching from the sidelines, trying to force Li Ming to reveal his trump card.
He knew, of course, that this offensive was unlikely to defeat the opponent.
But the other party must pay a heavy price!
"Hmph, let's see what you do now."
Xue Ling chuckled coldly, extremely smug.
"You ask me what other skills I have?"
Li Ming remained expressionless and spoke coldly, taking a step forward at the same time.
A simple, single punch was thrown.
In an instant.
The sky full of sword energy and terrifying blade light shattered instantly.
Along with the shattering, Xue Lingyi's smug expression also vanished.
That simple punch was like the sky collapsing!
"There's nothing else, just this one punch!"
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