A dazzling light enveloped Wang Hao, with many mysterious patterns flowing across it. Then, the sphere of light began to rotate, unleashing a powerful vortex that tore apart the electric cloud array.
"puff!"
The array, suspended in mid-air, suddenly shattered and spontaneously combusted in mid-air, turning into ashes.
All the power of lightning was pushed away by the dazzling divine light, turning into strands of electricity that flowed in all directions.
"You...you've reached the half-step Foundation Establishment stage?!" Komatsu Keisaburo stared at Wang Hao in shock, then decisively took out a Wind Wing, preparing to use it to escape.
However, just as Komatsu Keisaburo had infused a wisp of true energy into the Wings of Wind, and before he could fully activate them, he saw a sword light flash before his eyes, stinging them painfully.
"Pfft!"
Wang Hao pierced Komatsu Keizaburo's forehead with his sword. A chilling aura surged from the sword, freezing Komatsu Keizaburo's head completely inside the ice, centered on the forehead.
"Bang!"
Komatsu Keizaburo's body fell heavily to the ground.
Wang Hao sheathed the Purple Cloud Sword, its blade still spotless and as smooth as snow jade, without a single drop of blood on it. He then picked up the Wings of Wind from Komatsu Keisaburo's hand.
After examining it, it was found to be a low-grade Wind Wing, usable three times. The crimson spear was also a magic weapon, which was stored in the storage ring and absorbed by the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo.
Komatsu Keisaburo carried a bundle on his back containing three bags of water, four bottles of pills, a poison-avoiding bead, a thunder bead, and eight spirit crystals.
Wang Hao packed everything up, planning to take inventory slowly once they reached a safe place.
Just as he stood up, Wang Hao suddenly felt a chill behind him. Every muscle in his body tensed instantly, and his body became a phantom, rushing five meters to the side.
"call out!"
A streak of cyan light flew out from where Zhang Ruochen had just stood, drew an elegant arc in the air, and flew back.
Lang Xin stood below the massive stone gate, catching the returning azure light.
That streak of cyan light turned out to be a half-foot-long carved throwing knife, with a perfectly polished spirit crystal bead inlaid on the hilt, and a cyan blade that was extremely sharp.
This throwing knife is a mid-grade magic weapon, with twenty-seven array patterns engraved inside.
Langxin pinched the throwing knife between two fingers, glanced at Komatsu Keisaburo's corpse, and uttered two cold words: "Useless!"
Then his gaze turned to Wang Hao, and he said coldly, "It seems everyone has underestimated you. You were able to kill Komatsu Keisaburo in such a short time, so your strength is definitely in the top fifty of the Xuan Ranking."
Lang Xin looked to be about twenty years old, quite young. His arms were longer than average, and his shoulders were also broader. He had thick, dark eyebrows and a straight nose, giving him a resolute and decisive appearance.
Wang Hao stared at the throwing knife in Lang Xin's hand and asked, "What is your ranking on the Xuan Ranking?"
“Seventieth,” Lang Xin said.
Wang Hao laughed and said, "So you still want to kill me?"
Langxin slightly raised his eyelids and said, "Who told you to dare insult our country? Besides, Murakami Genji said that you must be killed, so you must die."
"You might think I'm not qualified to kill you, but now that we've entered the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, I no longer need to suppress my cultivation level. Let's break through to the Earth Realm now!"
Lang Xin took out a pill the size of a thumb, put it in his mouth, and immediately a crackling sound came from his body. His skin turned red all over, and wisps of true energy emanated from his body, forming a huge cloud of true energy that completely enveloped his body.
In order to participate in the intermediate-level relic exploration exam, Lang Xin had suppressed his cultivation level at the Great Perfection of the Profound Realm for four years. Now that he has entered the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, he no longer needs to suppress his cultivation level.
It wasn't just Lang Xin; Murakami Genji, Si Jingjun, Qing Ran, Yan Qin, You Zhi... they all had the same plan: to break through their cultivation levels as soon as they entered the Crimson Flame Secret Realm.
A moment later, Lang Xin's cultivation broke through to the early stage of the Earth Realm, and his combat power increased many times over. With his current strength, even the top five experts on the Xuan Ranking might not be his match.
"They escaped?"
Lang Xin looked around, but Wang Hao was nowhere to be seen; he had long since vanished without a trace.
However, Wang Hao did not run away, but rather did not want to get entangled with him too much, as killing a Xuan Realm Great Perfection cultivator takes a completely different amount of time than killing an Earth Realm early stage cultivator.
"Wang Hao, you can't escape!"
Lang Xin's voice rang out behind Zhang Ruochen, growing ever closer.
"Are you sick in the head?" Wang Hao said helplessly, really not wanting to get entangled with him.
"Whoosh!"
Lang Xin chased Wang Hao to within a hundred meters, then with a flick of his arm, a cyan flying knife flew from between his fingers, transforming into a streak of cyan light as it shot towards Wang Hao's back.
Wang Hao turned around and unleashed a sword strike. The powerful sword energy forcibly altered the trajectory of the cyan flying knife, sending it flying back towards Lang Xin. This startled Lang Xin, who immediately dodged.
"boom!"
The throwing knife struck the ground behind Lang Xin, creating a half-meter-deep crater and sending up a cloud of dust. The cyan throwing knife remained embedded in the bottom of the crater.
The Crimson Sky Secret Palace is located deep underground, with a surface covered in dark red, hard rock. The fact that the cyan throwing knife could create a half-meter-deep crater in the ground demonstrates the immense power of that strike.
Lang Xin stretched out his arm, and a beam of true energy shot out from his fingertips, enveloping the cyan flying knife.
The cyan throwing knife trembled, flew up, and returned to Lang Xin's hand. When he looked up again, Wang Hao was nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, Lang Xin's expression was uncertain. The sword strike he had just received clearly showed him Wang Hao's cultivation level: half-step Foundation Establishment. It would be difficult to defeat him in a short time.
"Forget it, let's get down to business first. According to the chairman, all the strongmen in the black market are imprisoned in the Lava River Valley. As long as we release the strongmen in our black market, we will definitely kill all those students."
"As for those beautiful and talented female students, it would be best to capture them alive and sell them on the black market. They would definitely fetch a sky-high price."
Lang Xin took out a tattered animal hide map, found the location of the lava river valley on the map, and disappeared into the dark miasma in a flash.
After Lang Xin left, Wang Hao emerged from behind a boulder, staring in the direction Lang Xin had gone, and muttered to himself, "So he was an undercover agent in the black market. Interesting."
The black market and the various academies have always been mortal enemies. If Lang Xin were to release the evil people from the black market who were imprisoned in the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, it would be an absolute disaster for the students who entered the Crimson Flame Secret Realm.
Of course, this is definitely not a good thing for Wang Hao either, since he doesn't have a good relationship with the black market, and the young master Yin Yi was even intercepted by him.
With this in mind, Wang Hao first left some clues on the spot, hoping that Yan Qin could see them. Then, following the traces left by Lang Xin, he walked step by step into the depths of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm.
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