Of course, in these mountains, there are not only human bones but also beast bones, almost everywhere you can see whenever the valley opens up.
Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the bones scattered everywhere and couldn't help but sigh, "Beasts die for food, humans die for wealth."
In this Beast Corpse Mountain Range, although the sun is high, you can't feel the warmth. In mid-air, a layer of Yin Fiend Aura is suspended, and on the ground, a layer of Yin Fiend Aura shrouds the surroundings, making one's entire body feel chilled.
Although Wang Xiaoqiang has an Undying Golden Body, he also feels the chill. The previous week in the cave, busy with cultivation, he didn't notice it, but now he does. Especially when clouds cover the sun, and the wind rises suddenly, it feels cold at his back, as if there are ghosts around.
That morning, when he walked into a narrow valley, he suddenly felt a presence locking onto him from both ahead and behind.
Wang Xiaoqiang's face turned serious, and he stopped. When his gaze turned, he saw a person standing in front, and another behind. Both were disheveled, wearing filthy clothes, with the words "Death Row" branded on their cheeks...
These two were clearly the two death row convicts exiled into the Beast Corpse Mountain Range by the authorities, and they obviously weren't good people, with sinister and vicious faces. However, these two convicts' cultivation base was not weak: one was in the Great Luo Golden Immortal Seventh Liquid Realm, and the other in the Great Luo Golden Immortal Eight Liquid Realm.
Their strength made Wang Xiaoqiang feel a bit pressured.
Any death row convict must be a ferocious villain, and most of these people are battle-hardened, fearless of death, with a naturally bloodthirsty aura. Such people are the toughest to deal with.
In fact, any convicts who have survived until now must have considerable strength. After a week of brutal slaughter, those with weak cultivation base would have long perished.
"Haha, little brat, you have such a great fortune... A Daluo Golden Immortal Third Fluid Realm and you managed to survive a week in this Beast Corpse Mountain Range..." The convict in front, with a sinister smile in his eyes, gazed at Wang Xiaoqiang with interest, like a hunter asuring his prey.
"Ge Laoda, stop talking nonsense with this kid. Once we slaughter him, you can use his soul and spirit to refine your Blood Soul Banner..." The convict behind reminded his companion.
Wang Xiaoqiang sneered upon hearing this, "Another two convicts imprisoned for practicing evil arts, but I don't understand, what use is your cultivation now? The authorities have sealed off this Beast Corpse Mountain Range, and you can't escape. Sooner or later, death awaits you..."
The "Ge Laoda" in front chuckled proudly, "Heh heh, kid, anyway, today you're dood, so I'll enlighten you. To be honest, as long as we stay in this Beast Corpse Mountain Range for half a month without being killed by you contestants, our death sentences will be commuted directly to imprisonnt, endure a few decades in prison, and once released, we can be n again, hahahahaha..."
"Hahahaha... That's right. In fact, we must thank the Golden Immortal Ranking Tournant. Without this tournant, we'd soon be dead. But now, we won't die, hahahaha..." The convict behind also laughed heartily.
The two laughed wildly and arrogantly.
Wang Xiaoqiang realized the situation upon hearing this. It turns out the tournant has this rule, which clearly incentivizes these death row convicts to resist and fight back. Although it increases the difficulty of the tournant, it poses the greatest threat to the contestants' lives.
The heavens and earth are unkind, treating all beings like straw dogs!
This phrase flashed through Wang Xiaoqiang's mind: if the heavens and earth are unkind, how can anyone expect humanity to be rciful?
"Kid, if you know what's good for you, kneel and open your mouth. Grandpa Ge will give you a good death, otherwise... you'll be tortured to death..." Ge Laoda, believing Wang Xiaoqiang was at his rcy, spoke ruthlessly. However, Wang Xiaoqiang was puzzled as to why he had to open his mouth.
"It's best if you take off your pants and raise your rear; once I'm satisfied, I'll grant you a painless death... Hahahaha..." The convict behind laughed even more proudly, and his laughter contained a hint of lewdness.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang finally understood their intentions. These two believed he was powerless against them and intended to vent their desires on him before killing him.
Generally, such requests are strange, but for two imprisoned convicts, they make perfect sense.
Convicts are still humans and have desires. Unable to satisfy them in prison, now outside, they can't easily catch won, so they vent on n.
While realizing this, Wang Xiaoqiang also beca angry. It was the first ti in his life he was treated as an object of venting, and if it were two won, it might be bearable, but it had to be two n. This humiliated him greatly.
At this mont, he laughed in anger, "Oh really... By the way, my Pet Beast is currently in heat, but hasn't found a partner. I think you two are quite suitable..."
"What the hell, Ge Laoda, what's this kid saying?" The convict behind roughly understood but couldn't believe Wang Xiaoqiang dared talk to them like this. He asked the question.
Ge Laoda laughed, and his laughter was exceptionally gentle and delighted. He said to the convict behind, "Haha, he's saying he wants to use his Pet Beast to boom you..."
"Damn it," the convict behind finally lost patience and lunged at Wang Xiaoqiang. As he pounced, his hands shook, and two ghost claws ford above his hands, as massive as an Iron Rake, reaching directly for Wang Xiaoqiang.
As soon as the convict behind moved, Ge Laoda also lunged at Wang Xiaoqiang. His hands shook as well, and two ghost claws ford, similarly reaching for Wang Xiaoqiang.
They weren't intending to kill him right away; they only wanted to capture Wang Xiaoqiang and then vent on him.
Wang Xiaoqiang stood still. As they approached and the ghost claws were about to grasp him, he shifted his stance, standing sideways, and released his palms, one forward and one backward, aiming at the onrushing two.
Crack!
Crack!
Two explosive thunderclaps rang out, and two long bolts of lightning shot out from his palms, directly striking the two convicts in the chest.
With a loud bang, the attacking duo was blasted away.
The convicts did not anticipate Wang Xiaoqiang's capability to resist, let alone thought he could possess such formidable Palm Art.
Lightning spell techniques they had seen before, but usually executed with the aid of a Magic Treasure. However, unleashing it with bare hands was unheard of. The potency of that lightning was unstoppable, with imnse attack power, and could also severely backfire on the caster. If one's physical body was weak, they might not have even killed the enemy before being electrocuted themselves.
Precisely because they did not anticipate this, they had no defense, resulting in severe chest injuries from the lightning, flying like kites with broken strings, spurting blood and falling to the ground.
"You death row convicts dare to challenge ... Hmph!" Wang Xiaoqiang snorted coldly, placed his hands behind him, and strode toward Ge Laoda.
Ge Laoda looked surprised and furious. Although the previous strike severely injured him, it was not lethal.
He propped himself up with his hands, gritting his teeth to stand, a cruel flash in his eyes. He waved his sleeve, and a blood-red banner erged from his sleeves, expanding rapidly with the wind to the size of a banner.
As soon as the blood-red banner appeared, a gust of wind rushed forth, ghostly wails resounding, a chilling sound that disturbed one's soul and spirit.
This was the "Blood Soul Banner" referred to by the convict earlier!
The Blood Soul Banner was refined using human blood, flesh, soul, and spirit. Such evil arts are most ruthless and unprincipled.
To cultivate a Blood Soul Banner to the might present before , it required sacrificing at least tens of thousands of lives.
In fact, Ge Laoda indeed slaughtered tens of thousands of innocents for this Blood Soul Banner's cultivation, which is the very reason why he was apprehended and imprisoned on death row.
At this mont, Ge Laoda's eyes were blood-red, glowing with an eerie red light, as he pinched a mysterious spell, chanting an incantation.
The incantation was extrely abrasive, worse than the cries of ghosts, unbearable to hear.
As he chanted, a fierce ghost face erged on the Blood Soul Banner, and with a ghastly wail, the ghost eyes opened, charging out from the Blood Soul Banner.
It rushed toward Wang Xiaoqiang.
Before the Blood Banner reached, the gusty wind was already at his face, the ghostly wailing was exceedingly harrowing, akin to vengeful spirits crying by night, shaking Wang Xiaoqiang's soul. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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