"What brings you here, fellow Daoist from the Tianpeng Clan?"
Li Ming glanced at the other party and immediately saw through their background.
A demon saint of the Tianpeng clan is equivalent to a powerful being at the Heaven and Earth Realm compared to a human.
Peng Xiao, clad in gleaming golden robes, exuded an imposing aura. After a slight bow to the Martial God of the Nine Yang Sect and the Goddess of the Qin Family, he turned to Li Ming again, explaining his purpose, though his tone was somewhat unfriendly:
"This must be the famous Huang, right? My clan's Peng Tianyu should have been captured by you as well?"
He came specifically for Peng Tianyu, the Little Peng King. Upon learning that he had been suppressed by the successor of the Azure Emperor, his clan rushed to this place immediately.
Putting aside everything else, Peng Tianyu possesses a powerful bloodline and exceptional talent. Even before reaching the level of a demon saint, he has mastered many terrifying secret techniques. Many people believe that he may inherit the mantle of the ancient emperor. He is deeply favored by the Heavenly Peng King, who will certainly not allow him to be suppressed and sealed.
Li Ming glanced at him with some surprise:
“I did suppress them before… but it was too late.”
Clearly, the other party is completely unaware of what is happening now; their information is significantly outdated.
After all, the Eastern Region and the Southern Region are separated by more than ten thousand miles, and many secret communication treasures cannot transmit information. Or perhaps, the Tianpeng Clan has suppressed the news of Peng Tianyu's death.
"Is it too late?"
Pengxiao frowned, sensing something was amiss.
The journey from the Southern Region to the Eastern Region is extremely long. The Tianpeng Clan did not use that kind of long-distance teleportation array, so it took them some time to arrive. Judging from Li Ming's tone, it seems that something has happened.
"That's right. I didn't like him a few days ago, so I killed him."
Li Ming spoke lightly, as if it were an ordinary family slaughtering a chicken or duck.
"Kill him?"
Pengxiao was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.
This was the pride of their Golden-Winged Roc clan, and he's gone just like that?
Upon hearing this...
The martial god of the Nine Yang Sect standing nearby couldn't help but feel fortunate that the transaction was completed early, otherwise his holy son might have suddenly passed away as well.
Xiao Ri was startled by these words, and he recalled everything that had happened that day...
Qin Xiran was also somewhat shocked. She gave Li Ming a deep look but said nothing, while feeling increasingly wary of him.
This person is absolutely ruthless!
We must not offend them unless absolutely necessary, even though it's too late now.
She initially had quite a few grievances against Li Ming, but those grievances have somewhat dissipated, and she's now showing some dissatisfaction towards Qin Qianjue and even Qin Tiansu...
"This is outrageous!"
Peng Xiao reacted at this moment and was immediately enraged. The demon saint's aura was imposing, and a golden divine flame surged around his body, burning fiercely. His eyes were filled with wildness, which was terrifying. This demon saint of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan was no benevolent person.
A murderous aura shot straight to the sky, staring intently at Li Ming. A terrifying killing intent surged forth instantly, as if it would completely engulf and devour him in the next second.
If it were an ordinary Celestial Martial Saint, he would probably have been so intimidated by this killing intent that he would have knelt down long ago.
Because of the rain, there weren't many people by the river, and the air was still filled with a heavy smell.
However, there were naturally many people secretly observing the situation.
The fact that no one had disturbed the matter before did not mean that no one would interfere, especially with the arrival of Peng Xiao, the demon saint of the Golden-Winged Roc clan, which attracted the attention of many people.
Some were curious, some were worried, and some were secretly pleased...
However, Li Ming remained calm and composed, seemingly completely unaware of the terrifying pressure emanating from the other party, and said indifferently:
Are you sure you want to do it here?
He walked slowly on the river, surrounded by ethereal immortal energy, appearing both sacred and majestic yet incredibly harmonious. At the same time, a mysterious and unfathomable chaotic aura rippled within him.
At this moment, Li Ming was like a celestial emperor descending to the mortal world, making people want to worship him.
The simple question seemed to be looking down on all living beings, judging all things, and dominating everything. Everything was so transcendent, and its aura made the two war gods on the side tremble with fear.
"..."
Pengxiao, on the other hand, was like a deflated balloon, clenching his fists, wanting to make a move, but feeling that it was inappropriate or too dangerous.
This is within the territory of the Primordial Divine Dynasty... and it's so close to the Primordial Divine City. Even if I could kill the other party, my own fate would definitely not be any better.
Is it worth sacrificing a demon saint for the sake of a fallen prodigy within the clan?
Seeing the once-fierce Golden Roc Demon Saint deflate, everyone was both shocked and relieved.
Unbeknownst to many, this successor of the Azure Emperor had developed such an imposing aura.
"The power of the Wilderness has been established, it has become a force to be reckoned with. It is an invincible force, and even a young emperor would find it difficult to cultivate such an aura. This child definitely possesses an extraordinary physique or some kind of talent..."
This is the heartfelt voice of the Martial God of the Nine Yang Sect.
"We missed the best opportunity to deal with him. If we were to become his enemy, even the immortal forces would have to think twice about the consequences."
This was the conclusion Qin Xiran drew from her analysis. Even from a simple interaction, she felt that the Qin family was truly unlucky.
If the Qin family were to perish because of this, she would have nowhere to turn to cry.
"Tianyu died such a pathetic death..."
After a long while, Pengxiao sighed softly, thinking of the little golden roc that had once been learning to fly under his wings.
If they hadn't been close, he wouldn't have volunteered to rescue them after learning of their suppression, even knowing it was dangerous and difficult.
After a moment, Pengxiao calmed down a bit.
But everyone knows that this seems to be the calm before the storm.
Why did you do this?
Although he felt it was pointless to ask these questions now, Pengxiao still asked them with a stern face.
He won't feel at ease until he gets a clear answer!
To resolve this matter, he traveled day and night. He could even manifest his true form in the Southern Region, but he dared not be careless in the Eastern Region.
During this period, a demon saint was moving around in the human realm. In the eyes of certain forces, he was a walking treasure. If he hadn't kept a low profile and had the Golden-Winged Roc behind him, he might have been captured by some old monster of the human race.
Upon hearing this, Li Ming seemed taken aback for a moment, then chuckled slightly.
"Why are you asking this question? Is it possible that I killed him without any reason, simply because I didn't like him, or rather, I wanted to kill him?"
Li Ming really wanted to laugh.
Demons can kill people and use humans as food, so humans can naturally hunt demons as stepping stones on their path of cultivation.
Why is there any reason?
Others didn't kill Peng Tianyu because they were somewhat wary of the power behind him; none of the other geniuses of his generation had that ability.
But he didn't have those concerns, nor did he have that ability.
It's not that he's gotten arrogant.
Rather, it is the most outstanding group of geniuses among the human race who have this confidence.
Those holy sons and daughters of immortal holy lands have this confidence, why doesn't he?
For example, if the Xuanhuang Holy Son really killed the Little Peng King in the conflict, what could the Tianpeng Clan do? Go to war with the Xuanhuang Holy Land?
Of course, if we were to fight in the Southern Region, we would certainly have to be wary.
However, there is really no need to be too afraid in the Eastern Region.
"you……"
Peng Xiao truly felt the deep malice of this world at this moment. After leaving the Southern Region, he seemed to be hesitant and timid no matter what he did.
"boom!"
As Li Ming stood on the river, staring silently at Peng Xiao, suddenly, several sword beams shot into the sky and slashed towards him. The old fisherman who had almost disappeared from the scene before also suddenly attacked!
At the same time, the space around Li Ming was confined.
At this moment, everyone on the River of Oblivion was terrified. The sword light was absolutely terrifying, a truly terrifying killing technique. The old fisherman was not to be underestimated either, as his mind had clearly been temporarily possessed by some terrifying being, and his aura had become extremely powerful.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com