Translator: 549690339
At the edge of the crowd, Liu Jinshui had already silently retreated.
He casually dismantled the Formation he had previously set up. His own aura was perfectly concealed, but Li Xiaobai’s aura was not covered at all and was completely exposed.
Looking at the large group of cultivators ahead, Liu Jinshui sneered, took a deep breath, and suddenly roared towards the sky.
“Goddamn it, it was that young cultivator in white clothes who stole my Space Ring, the one standing in front of the doors of the Thousand Buddha Temple, my ring still bears his aura!”
Upon hearing this, the other cultivators all turned their attention and simultaneously gazed at the young man in front of the Thousand Buddha Temple.
Li Xiaobai’s face showed no expression; he had long anticipated this move from his fellow disciple.
Liu Jinshui’s sneering laughter reached his ears, “Sorry, little junior brother, you have thick skin and strong flesh, and you also have Elder Tianwu backing you up. You’re the perfect shield for your senior brother. Senior brother knows you must be thinking the same, but you were too slow. This time, you take the hit for senior brother.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine!”
With that, Liu Jinshui laughed breezily, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot.
“Sorry, sixth senior brother, I anticipated your anticipation.”
Watching the figure of Liu Jinshui gradually getting farther away, Li Xiaobai’s eyes flickered with a cold light, and he sneered to himself.
When it came to setting up others, he would not hold back.
“It was this guy who stole my Space Ring!”
“Wait, there’s a note in my Space Ring!”
“I have one too, Liu Jinshui, a cultivator named Liu Jinshui stole my Space Ring, that guy is Liu Jinshui!”
“Bold enough to steal our Space Rings, not a small feat, just not sure if you have the strength to take it away!”
The cultivators instantly went on a rampage, swarming towards Li Xiaobai. They wanted to take out their Magic Treasures to attack Monk Liaowang, only to find that their Space Rings were all emptied out. Many cultivators also found that a note had been left behind in their Space Rings.
This Liu Jinshui was too arrogant, stealing their treasures and even leaving a note behind, completely disregarding them.
In the void, Song Zhong’s expression was cold, his gaze fixated on Li Xiaobai below. He didn’t know Li Xiaobai, but, reminded by the fatty earlier, he did indeed sense the other’s aura from the Space Ring.
It wasn’t just him; many other cultivators had also sensed it. Such an obvious aura was almost immediately apparent upon sensing.
This man was audacious, daring to steal the Space Rings of nearly ten thousand cultivators right in front of the Thousand Buddha Temple. Today, in the Western Desert, another lost soul would be added.
“Boy, being able to possess the skill to steal a Space Ring under the old man’s nose without his knowledge is indeed impressive, but your technique for concealing your aura is not up to par. Return the treasures in their original condition, and I will let you keep your whole corpse,” Song Zhong said indifferently.
Li Xiaobai flew into a rage, “I, Liu Jinshui, snatched these treasures fair and square, why should I return them?”
“A bunch of good-for-nothings, nearly ten thousand cultivators’ Space Rings were taken and yet none of you noticed a thing. I, Liu Jinshui, am not targeting anyone in particular; I just want to say, all of you seated here are garbage!”
“Impudent brat, die!”
Song Zhong’s eyes were wide open, glaring fiercely at Li Xiaobai. He was incensed. The Cangtian Sect was considered a famous large sect in Central Province, yet it was being scorned and challenged like this. He wanted to teach the other party a bloody lesson.
“Take down that Demon Monk, I will deal with this person myself!”
Even so, Song Zhong calmly said.
“Such a young fledgling, there’s no need to bother Elder Song with this matter, let us handle capturing him.”
“Indeed, it’s that demon monk whose state seems a bit off, I’m afraid we won’t be able to keep him here, we’ll need the elder to make a move!”
The few other cultivators chuckled, they were all of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, having lived for decades, and they could see through Song Zhong’s calculations at a glance.
Li Xiaobai stole the Space Rings from ten thousand cultivators, the resources and treasures he must possess would surely be vast, whoever caught him would be equivalent to holding a massive amount of resources, effectively a walking treasure vault.
Compared to that, killing Monk Wang and capturing the demonic woman didn’t seem so urgent anymore.
“I, Liu Jinshui, beg for a swift death!”
As for cultivators at the level of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, Li Xiaobai didn’t take them seriously at all, his real concern was about the Mahayana Realm cultivators lurking in the shadows, he had heard that cultivators from this realm had come, but he didn’t know how many.
A wave of hatred surged to its peak, and the surrounding Transcendence Tribulation Stage cultivators erupted simultaneously.
In the void, several enormous Primordial Spirit Phantoms materialized, standing tall between heaven and earth, their Divine Demon aura fierce and rampant, sweeping all directions, causing weaker cultivators to automatically disperse and go after the demon monk Liaowang, leaving the battlefield to the elder powerhouses of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.
“Since you’re so eager to die, this old man will fulfill your wish, your treasures, I will retrieve them from your corpse!”
Song Zhong’s expression was icy, his eyes gleaming sharply as the Primordial Spirit behind him formed a Seal Spell, unleashing endless black flames that swept towards Li Xiaobai.
The others also used their respective skills, attacking Li Xiaobai in unison.
[Attribute Points +5000…]
[Attribute Points +6000…]
[Attribute Points +10000…]
[Ding! Detecting that the host is constantly under attack by Demonic Flame, skill realized at Divine Level: Hellfire.]
[Hellfire: Can summon Hellfire to envelop the body, burning all things, the more it burns, the stronger the might of Hellfire.]
[Note: Do you know what is meant by “playing with fire”?]
Li Xiaobai’s eyes brightened, and he nodded in satisfaction. The attacks from the Transcendence Tribulation Stage cultivators were indeed different, his Attribute Points increased by several tens of thousands in just a few breaths’ time.
Moreover, he had realized a Divine Level skill, this skill seemed pretty good, appearing to be a growth-type skill.
Silently activating the Hellfire skill, a wisp of deep black flame like ink scurried out from the tip of his finger, just a little bit, instantly extinguished upon contact with the black Demonic Flame released by Song Zhong’s Primordial Spirit.
Li Xiaobai was speechless, this Divine Level skill seemed a bit lackluster. Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch was also a Divine Level skill and could follow the increase of his physical realm’s strength to increase its power, able to paralyze opponents across levels when it was first drawn.
Yet this Hellfire was extinguished the moment it faced an opponent, both skills were of Divine Level, yet why was there such a big gap between them?
“Hm?”
“How is this possible, to clash against my Primordial Spirit Power and emerge unscathed, there’s no one like you among the prodigies of Central Province, who exactly are you?”
Song Zhong was shocked beyond measure, his eyes wide open.
As the Demonic Flame dissipated, he saw clearly that Li Xiaobai was still standing there, as relaxed and cheerful as before.
The other experts were also looking as if they had seen a ghost, withstanding attacks from Transcendence Tribulation Stage cultivators without a scratch, without even the most basic defenses, what level of cultivation did that require?
“Quick, go contact the Granduncle!”