Han Sanfu sneered, clasped his hands together, and crackling sounds emanated from his body. Streaks of purple lightning surged from within him, enveloping him in the center of the lightning.
The prisoners in the black market all showed expressions of fear and quickly retreated into the distance. Centered on Han Sanfu's body, a space within a ten-meter radius was completely covered by lightning, turning into a huge ball of lightning.
"God-Slaying Palm!"
Han Sanfu slammed his palm into the ground, and countless bolts of lightning surged down his arm, tearing the earth apart and creating a huge crack that spread toward the Wind-Crack Soul-Severing Array.
Upon hearing the words "God-Slaying Palm," Qingran immediately realized that something was very wrong. This was a low-grade spirit-level martial art in the black market, and the opponent was able to cultivate the God-Slaying Palm.
This shows that his status in the black market is definitely not low, and his talent is definitely beyond that of ordinary people. His strength cannot be measured by the standards of a typical Great Perfection Earth Realm martial artist.
Just as Han Sanfu unleashed the God-Slaying Palm, Wang Hao immediately activated his Wind Wings, grabbed Qing Ran's slender waist with one hand, picked her up, and flew away into the distance at a speed of one hundred meters per second.
"boom!"
The Wind-Splitting Soul-Severing Array was broken by the God-Slaying Palm, and the ground became fragmented and collapsed into the earth.
Looking down from mid-air, a gigantic palm print, over ten meters long, appeared where the Wind-Splitting Soul-Shattering Array had been, deeply indented. It was as if a giant's hand had slammed into the ground, leaving the mark.
Han Sanfu was looking in the direction Wang Hao and Qing Ran had fled, and was about to give chase when suddenly, a strong smell of blood wafted from afar.
Lu Chuanpeng sniffed, a look of confusion on his face. "Where is this bloody smell coming from?"
Just then, a cloud of blood rushed over from a distance and appeared a hundred meters away from the black market prisoners a moment later.
Within that cloud of blood stood a beautiful woman, her entire body covered in blood.
She had crimson eyes, wore a robe stained with blood, and had a golden halo floating above her head. Her lips curled slightly, revealing two long fangs.
"By drinking your blood, I should be able to reach the Heavenly Realm," Agris Erin said in a sinister voice.
Lu Chuanpeng's expression changed, and he said, "Could she be that blood-sucking monster?"
"I'm not a monster, I'm a demigod!"
With a piercing whistle, Yagris Erin charged into the black market prisoners, grabbed Lu Chuanpeng by the neck, and bit down hard.
"quack."
Despite the pain in his neck, Lu Chuanpeng drew his twin swords and simultaneously stabbed at Yages Erin's abdomen and neck.
"Bang! Bang!"
A golden halo appeared on Agris Erin's abdomen and neck, radiating ripples of holy power, easily blocking Lu Chuanpeng's twin swords.
That was the light of a semi-saint protecting her body; it was something that Lu Chuanpeng's power couldn't break through.
Lu Chuanpeng kept counterattacking, but to no avail; he couldn't hurt Yagris Erin at all.
Not long after, Lu Chuanpeng's arms fell limply, and he remained motionless. His body became shriveled, and the blood in his body was drained by Yages Erin, turning him into a dried-up corpse.
Seeing this, all the prisoners of the Black Market Cult were terrified.
Han Sanfu gasped, staring in horror at the beautiful woman with fangs. Before he could even save Lu Chuanpeng, he had been drained of his blood, leaving only skin and bones.
At the same time, Wang Hao held Qing Ran's slender waist in his arms, continuously channeling spiritual energy into the Wings of Wind, and fled rapidly into the distance.
Qingran's body was incredibly supple, emanating a faint, alluring fragrance. If students from other academies were to witness this, they would likely be consumed by envy.
Using the wings of the wind, Wang Hao and Qing Ran quickly flew to the gate of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm and landed back on the ground.
"It's really strange. Han Sanfu's cultivation is so powerful, why didn't he catch up?" Just as they were about to escape the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, Qingran showed no joy, but instead revealed a solemn expression.
"That man's name is Han Sanfu?" Wang Hao asked.
Qingran nodded and said, "In the entire black market, only Han Sanfu has cultivated the God-Slaying Palm. His status in the black market is quite special. He was once a chief of the black market and was extremely famous."
Wang Hao said, "With his strength, if he wanted to chase us, even if we had the Wings of Wind, we wouldn't be able to escape, unless he encountered a major problem and simply didn't have the energy to deal with us."
Wang Hao originally wanted to collect the semi-saintly light from Yagris Erin, but all the black market prisoners escaped, disrupting his plans.
Staying in the Crimson Flame Secret Realm will only make you a target for the Black Market Prisoners.
"Aren't you going to let me go?" Qingran stared coldly at Wang Hao.
Wang Hao then realized that he was still holding Qingran in his arms. He had been so focused on the threat posed by the black market prisoners that he had completely forgotten that they had landed back on the ground.
Immediately releasing Qingran, Wang Hao showed no embarrassment, saying, "We must leave the Crimson Flame Secret Realm immediately; it's too dangerous here!"
As soon as the two stepped out of the gate of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, they saw Xia Xiaoyi standing with her sword drawn, with Yan Qin and Shi Mengqi beside her.
The fierce woman from the black market stood at the other end. She had only one eye, with a metal plate covering the other eye. Her face was covered with scars, making her look extremely ferocious.
Her name is Qin Mu, and her cultivation has reached the late stage of the Earth Realm. She is considered a top expert in the black market.
Qin Mu originally went to hunt down Xia Xiaoyi, but he encountered Yan Qin and Shi Mengqi outside the gate of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm and stopped her.
By the time Wang Hao and Qing Ran arrived, they had been facing off for a long time.
Yan Qin looked at Qin Mu standing opposite her and said with a smile, "Qin Mu, although you are at the late stage of the Earth Realm, you have been imprisoned in the Crimson Flame Secret Realm for six years. How much strength do you have left? If I were you, I would definitely turn around and run away."
Qin Mu looked at Yan Qin, then at Shi Mengqi, and finally at Qing Ran and Wang Hao. In a one-on-one fight, none of them could withstand three of her moves.
However, these people are all armed and have various trump cards up their sleeves, so she may not necessarily be able to win in a fight.
Qin Mu gritted his teeth, glared at Wang Hao, and asked, "How did you escape from Han Sanfu's clutches?"
In fact, Wang Hao did not want to make an enemy of a late-stage Earth Realm expert. If a fight really broke out and lasted too long, other black market experts would arrive, making it even more difficult to escape.
Wang Hao said, "They must have run into serious trouble. You'd better go back and lend them a hand."
Qin Mu did not doubt Wang Hao's words. With Han Sanfu's strength, if they hadn't encountered other powerful figures, Wang Hao and Qing Ran would never have been able to escape from him.
"Whoosh!"
Qin Mu charged through the gates of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm and disappeared into the hazy miasma and mist.
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