"Is this the person we need to capture?
His Cultivation level doesn’t seem impressive, hasn’t even reached Dao Foundation Perfection?"
"To capture a Loose Cultivator from the Northern Domain, using so many of us, he can boast even in death."
"You know, I have sparred with the Daoists of the Alliance Hierarch Sect, and competed with the prodigies of the Upper Sect.
But it seems I’ve never faced a Loose Cultivator from the Northern Domain, haha!"
The cultivators surrounding Lou Yi totaled five, sealing off his north, south, east, and west.
Among these five, apart from one being a Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform Cultivator,
the other four possessed the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Platform Cultivation, serving as leading figures for their sects in the Abyss.
In so less competitive Su Districts, they could vie for the position of Trench Patrol Guest.
Hence, they held their ground, relaxed and carefree, dismissing the encircled Lou Yi.
"Were people from the Corpse-Driving Sect captured by you?" Lou Yi’s eyes slightly narrowed upon hearing this.
Those familiar with him would know it’s a sign of impending anger.
The Corpse-Driving Sect was where Lou Yi spent the most ti, sheltering him when he was weak.
Moreover, it housed friends and ntors like He Xiang, Elder Bi, Bi Yaoyao, You Qingyi, and Rong Xuejian, naturally fostering deep emotions.
"Captured one, oh no, make that two.
The first one was accidentally killed." Chen Ming of the Two Forms Sect stated indifferently.
"Yes, it made hesitant to use heavier penalties on the second one." Zhu Huo from the Fla Sect, a man who seed simpleminded, laughed upon hearing.
"I occasionally used the Soul-Cleansing Fla for practice, and it certainly refined my magic skill." He ntioned, prompting his companions to laugh.
However, Lou Yi’s eyes revealed an unhidden killing intent.
Soul-Cleansing Fla is a fire capable of scorching the Divine Soul.
Anyone enveloped by this fla endures pain worse than being skinned alive.
The weak-minded might accidentally beco imbeciles.
Unless dealing with mortal enemies or cult evildoers, the Cultivation Realm generally avoids such a thod.
Zhu Huo from the Fla Sect seed simpleminded, yet treated this insidious thod as a joke, truly chilling and angering.
"What vendetta does the Corpse-Driving Sect have with you, to warrant such torture?" Lou Yi asked coldly.
"Oh, are you angry now?" Lu Dong from the Shadow Sect, a short young man in a grey robe, sneered upon hearing.
"You’re a Cultivator at this level, surely you understand the law of the world is survival of the fittest?
The Corpse-Driving Sect offended the Taiyi Sect and must pay the price. Sparing them from imdiate death is rciful."
"Why bother talking so long? Just kill him already!" Li Zhenyi from the Lingxiao Sword Sect stated disdainfully.
His sleeve’s faint silver light flickered, exuding a sharp killing intent.
"He seems to be a Body Cultivator too, let handle him!" The sole Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform young Cultivator, seemingly in his early twenties with a hint of naivety, eagerly said.
He wore a simple red outfit, but the defined muscles remained conspicuous.
A circle of white jade band tied around his head, with varying sizes of light-red characters constantly appearing and vanishing on his skin.
Upon closer look, these were all the ’battle’ character.
So in current common script, others ancient.
So characters were more astonishing, resembling Immortal-like figures performing complex and graceful movents, possibly originating from the legendary higher realm script.
The red-clad Cultivator nad Ye Hao hailed from the Body Cultivation Grand Sect, Battle King Sect, from the heart of Central Continent, just like the Two Forms Sect being one of the twenty-four Great Sects.
Upon hearing Ye Hao’s request from the Battle King Sect, Chen Ming’s brows slightly furrowed: "This person may not be simple, perhaps he’s the Cultivator who defeated Thousand Bamboo Sect’s Yang Shen."
"If not, why would I be interested in facing him?" Ye Hao proudly stated,
"To be a Body Cultivator undefeated among peers, one must engage in cross-level combat, this child is perfect as a stepping stone for my tempering."
"We four are here to subdue him, he won’t cause trouble, feel free to go ahead." Zhu Huo from the Fla Sect said with a smile.
Hearing this, Chen Ming’s brows relaxed, evidently agreeing it’s feasible.
"Co, show your full strength, else I might carelessly kill you!" Ye Hao’s slightly childish face showed a hint of cruelty.
With friends stationed at north, south, east, and west in the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Platform.
Ye Hao boldly approached Lou Yi, eyes glinting with excitent.
He completely regarded Lou Yi as a sparring partner, akin to a no-cost training dummy.
’Bang!’
Ye Hao mustered his entire Spiritual Essence, punching fiercely at Lou Yi’s face.
The previously vague cluster of ’battle’ characters on his body burst out in large amounts, radiating brilliance.
Seemingly forming a dazzling red battle attire, magnifying his grandeur.
The punch was astonishingly powerful, creating a sharp whistling sound.
Surely a force of hundreds of pounds, capable of smashing a small mountain in front.
At the sa ti, Chen Ming’s four companions were keenly alert, Spiritual Essence ready to be unleashed.
They’d imdiately intervene upon noticing anything amiss.
Within the quartet’s gaze, Lou Yi unyieldingly threw a punch.
Fist t fist, thunderous roars ensued, with flashes of electricity and sparks darting.
The Northern Domain Loose Cultivator they viewed was evidently at a disadvantage at the first exchange.
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