anwhile, when Long Ke heard he doesn’t need to take action, he was first stunned.
Confused.
"Are you sure?" Long Ke felt he must have misheard.
"Sure... Today I will handle it myself."
Wen Ping imdiately flicked his sleeve and then took out the magic wand from the Storage Ring.
With the wand in hand, Wen Ping briskly ran back a distance, leaving everyone watching in shock.
Isn’t the Sect Leader supposed to take action himself?
Why did he run away?
However, the next scene left all disciples and elders flabbergasted.
Wen Ping ran to the middle of Yunlan Mountain and Churao Mountain, suddenly raised his wand, and began chanting, "Hear my summon..."
The Sect Leader is casting magic?
...
At this mont, after chanting the spell, Wen Ping felt his spiritual power was suddenly being endlessly drawn into a long, thin line.
A line leading into an endless dark death space.
A line connected to the surrounding world.
Wherever his gaze fell, all deceased demons and humans appeared before his eyes. So were deep in color, so were pale.
The deepest in color was Situ Xiuneng, buried outside Cangwu City.
As Wen Ping’s spiritual power passed over, the invisible yet real spiritual line directly penetrated Situ Xiuneng’s corpse.
A very peculiar force descended instantly!
Ancient!
Mysterious!
And with a feeling of... death.
Boom!
Situ Xiuneng’s grave suddenly exploded, amidst dust and surrounding shrieking spirits, Situ Xiuneng himself rose from the grave.
With ghastly white eyes, he stared fixedly in the direction of Wen Ping.
His hands didn’t idle, directly grabbing the clothes that were originally on the tombstone, quickly putting them on.
If not for the tattered clothes and the exposed skin carrying a decayed hue, Situ Xiuneng seed truly alive.
"Co!"
Wen Ping’s voice quietly entered the ears.
Situ Xiuneng shuddered violently, then kicked off with both feet, leaping into Cangwu City, quickly sprinting along the rooftops towards the Immortal Sect.
This scene was clearly seen by Yun Jing and others in the sky.
Looking at the "revived" Situ Xiuneng, Yun Jing and others exclaid repeatedly.
"Situ Xiuneng!"
"Wasn’t he dead?"
"Look... he’s heading to the Immortal Sect."
Expecting sothing significant to happen, seeing Situ Xiuneng smoothly reach Wen Ping after climbing the mountain left Yun Jing and others dumbfounded.
Wen Ping buried him, wasn’t Situ Xiuneng resentful?
Now not only did nothing happen, Situ Xiuneng instead kneeled on one knee before Wen Ping!
The Silver Level Chief kneeling to Wen Ping!
Oh my!
"This..."
The three were chaotic in the sky.
Wen Ping looked at his resurrected Situ Xiuneng, feeling quite satisfied.
With a five-fold increase, just from the aura alone, he had surpassed Long Ke.
"Very well, follow ."
Wen Ping put away his wand and hurriedly headed toward Churao Mountain, stopping at the previous slope.
Situ Xiuneng didn’t summon but slowly stood up, with a sudden move of his body, instantly reaching Churao Mountain.
This speed left Wen Ping quite satisfied.
"Situ Xiuneng!"
"Wasn’t he killed by Elder Zhao?"
Many elders and disciples witnessing the scene also exclaid in disbelief.
As the one who personally killed Situ Xiuneng, Long Ke tightened his fists, hurriedly transitioning into battle readiness, preparing to counter any moves from Situ Xiuneng.
Wen Ping raised his hand, "Don’t panic, I have given him a second life using magic, now... he is under my control."
"Magic grants second life!" Long Ke felt as if this statent was like thunder in a clear sky.
Of course, not only her. The disciples and elders of the Immortal Sect felt the sa upon hearing Wen Ping’s words.
As they watched Situ Xiuneng, they couldn’t help exclaiming at the power of magic.
To think it can grant a second life to the dead.
And Long Ke felt even more shocked.
Wen Ping not only resurrected Situ Xiuneng using magic but also bestowed him even stronger power—this was precisely why she had entered battle readiness, as her instincts clearly and bluntly told her that Situ Xiuneng was now far stronger than her!
She finally understood why Wen Ping said he didn’t need her this ti.
Why he deliberately got involved in this upheaval.
It turned out he wanted to practice his magic—a skill he seems to have just learned.
The person behind Wen Ping granted him new strength!
Suddenly, a voice like thunder echoed.
"Submit, or die, choose one!"
Situ Xiuneng arrived, Wen Ping decisively interrupted the conversation between Black Creek and Ying Zhao.
Furious at being interrupted, Black Creek erupted with a ferocious roar, glaring at Wen Ping, spitting human speech, "Human, you’ve angered !"
Saying this, it turned its steps towards the Immortal Sect.
Wen Ping looked at Black Creek, his gaze cold, and quietly said to Situ Xiuneng beside him, "Let see your strongest power!"
Situ Xiuneng opened his mouth wide, letting out a "Haha" sound, seemingly in response.
Then followed, his entire body shot out like an arrow, releasing three ridian gates simultaneously on the way. But they were no longer red.
Situ Xiuneng’s ridian gate had turned white.
Sa white as Wen Ping’s ridian gate.
Boom!
With a sound of Vibrating Vein Sound, Situ Xiuneng transford into a fla, smashing towards Black Creek.
In a flash, the two collided.
Boom!
A massive explosion ensued, a huge airwave instantly swept the surrounding thousands of ters, even stirring Wen Ping’s hair far at Churao Mountain.
Followed by an angry roar, accompanied by unwillingness, Black Creek slid backward over a hundred ters, leaving a deep trench behind. Situ Xiuneng, however, stood unhard at the spot Black Creek had occupied. Flas still wrapped around him, naturally, the color of the fla was the sa as the ridian gate color.
All white!
"You!"
Staring at the being that didn’t seem alive, thoughts raced through Black Creek’s mind.
How could there be such a strong figure in East Lake?
Isn’t most of East Lake’s territory still occupied by the Demon Race?
If there is such a person?
Why is East Lake still dominated by the Demon Race?
From afar, Wen Ping’s voice ca again, "Little Black... words are limited to three, I ask you again... submit or die."
"Little Black!!!"
Black Creek’s eyes narrowed sharply, wrath once again surging.
This human child had given him such an unpleasant na.
Even a bit nauseating.
With a roar, Black Creek’s claws began to elongate rapidly. After a few breaths, it doubled from before and beca even sharper.
"I’ll tear you apart!"
Glancing furiously at Wen Ping, Black Creek transford into a black shadow, charging straight ahead.
However, just as it passed around Situ Xiuneng, a Vibrating Vein Sound echoed.
Thousand Leaps·First Extre Realm—activated!
Hum—
Boom—
A pillar of fire erupted, like a heavenly barrier, blocking Black Creek trying to reach Wen Ping. Seeing the sudden rise of fire pillars around, Black Creek imdiately sensed danger, but ti was already against it, its speed ultimately couldn’t match the speed of School Vein Skill casting. The fire wall had already linked with the fire pillar, leaving Black Creek without any retreat.
As Black Creek’s body hit it, sharp black claws tore down, failing to open the fire wall.
Followed by another Vibrating Vein Sound.
Situ Xiuneng relentlessly released Thousand Leaps·Second chanism Realm.
Countless fire vines erged from the fire wall, pressing towards Black Creek...
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