When the Imperial Advisor saw that there were a few strands of golden spiritual energy in Jing Le's spiritual energy, he subconsciously knew that the golden spiritual energy was aimed at him.
Therefore, he dared not be careless at all and used all his spiritual power to swing his sword.
"Bang--"
However, in the blink of an eye, the golden spiritual energy, like a maggot clinging to a bone, corroded his spiritual energy and struck him directly in the chest.
"Ugh... Pfft..."
He hadn't expected that the golden light could actually corrode his spiritual energy; the only type of spiritual power could achieve such an effect.
That is—
Their nemesis, the power of merit and spiritual energy.
Seeing that things were not developing as he had imagined, and that he had been injured by Jing Le, he immediately thought of escaping.
He had a feeling that if he didn't run away soon, Jing Le would definitely not give him a chance to escape death this time.
Seeing that he was showing signs of running away, how could Jing Le let him go?
With a wave of his hand, a wisp of golden spiritual energy transformed into a long whip, which swept directly towards the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor.
The Southern Kingdom's National Preceptor, who had just taken one step, was suddenly bound. He struggled to raise his arm, gathering spiritual energy in an attempt to break free, but the merit energy was the nemesis of demonic energy, completely suppressing the spiritual power in his body.
"bump!"
With a forceful pull, Jing Le tightened the golden whip, directly pulling the person back.
"puff--"
The Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor fell to the ground in a sorry state, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his aura immediately weakening.
"Want to leave? Not so easy. Don't even think about Death Shield this time."
Jing Le stared expressionlessly at the disheveled figure of the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor lying on the ground, toying with the long whip in his hand, and pulled the other end of the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor forward a few steps.
"If you have the guts, then kill me."
The Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor looked at Jing Le with humiliation, his eyes blazing with fury.
He was defeated by Jing Le twice because he failed to judge the other party's strength. He didn't expect that even though they were at the same level, why was Jing Le's strength still above his?
Looking down at the golden spiritual whip binding him, he already had a general idea of what was going on.
He sighed inwardly, "It's all about timing and luck."
He barely escaped, but was ultimately defeated by Jing Le.
Without further ado, Jing Le flicked his wrist, gathering a golden spiritual energy. With a shake of his hand, he slapped the energy into the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor's brow, and then made a grabbing motion.
They directly extracted the soul from the other person's body.
"ah--"
"No, I don't want to die. It's all your fault, you useless piece of trash. You used my body, and you still..."
"Shut up, if you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself...?"
Two souls were trapped in a golden cage by Jing Le, floating in front of him, and finally falling into his palm.
The figures on the ground vanished into thin air in an instant.
"You two can stay here for now. I'll deal with you after I've finished dealing with this."
Jing Le trapped the souls of the two Southern Kingdom National Preceptors and casually tossed them into his spatial dimension.
He patted the non-existent dust off his hands and headed towards the White Tiger.
Meanwhile, Baihu had almost finished dealing with the situation. When Jingle arrived, there were scattered insect corpses everywhere.
The ground was covered in foul-smelling blood, making it impossible for Jing Le to put her feet down.
Not far away, the white tiger was pinning the man in black down with its front paws, rendering him unable to move.
"Xiaobai, you're so inconsiderate, it's disgusting."
Jing Le cast a purification spell on herself, and the toe of her shoe that had just stepped on blood was now clean as new.
Then, with a snap of his fingers, the corpses on the ground spontaneously combusted without any wind. With a wave of his hand, the ground was clean, and there was no trace of the blood and corpses that had covered it before.
Jing Le stepped onto the clean ground and came to the white tiger's side.
"Master, what should we do with this person?"
Baihu didn't know if the man in black was useful to Jingle, so he left him there to wait for Jingle to come and deal with him.
"If they're useless, just kill them."
Jing Le glanced at the man in black, not caring. Since he could mingle with the demons, what kind of good person could he be, especially since he was a demon cultivator?
"yes."
"Wait, don't kill me! I... I know Shi Changfeng's secret. Please don't kill me, I'll tell you everything."
The man in black, who was also the second prince of the Southern Kingdom, was immediately terrified. The white tiger's claws, which were pressing down on his back, had already been revealed. With just one forceful move, he believed that he would be torn to pieces by the white tiger on the spot.
"Oh? A secret? Tell me."
Jing Le was indeed intrigued by what the other party said. She walked closer to the Second Prince, found an open space, and with a wave of her hand, took out a recliner and a plate of fruit from her spatial storage. She then leisurely lay down on it, eating and waiting for what was to come.
Seeing that Jing Le was interested, the white tiger stopped pressing down on him, withdrew its front paws, and silently returned to Jing Le's side.
The second prince of the Southern Kingdom slowly got up from the ground, his hand still clutching his chest and blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, presumably because he had been injured by the white tiger.
Stared at by Jing Le and Bai Hu, he dared not run away, because Bai Hu alone had defeated him, and Jing Le, who frightened Shi Changfeng, must be even stronger. He dared not underestimate him.
He honestly replied, "Shi Changfeng goes to the border of a neighboring country on the first day of each month, but I don't know what he does there."
He glanced up at the expressionless man and tiger, and continued:
"However, I've noticed that his strength increases dramatically every time he returns, which may be related to that place."
"I've told you everything I know, now you can let me go."
The second prince of the Southern Kingdom was as sincere as could be, hoping only to escape death.
Jing Le finished the fruit in her hand, looked up at the Second Prince whose eyes were full of calculation, and chuckled softly:
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