"You are not my match at all! I am the strongest! I am the strongest!"
Wang Jixuan calmly said, "You haven’t even awakened your Spiritual Energy yet."
The Beast Speaker’s expression froze for a mont.
A sword shadow swept forward, and the red light emanating from the Beast Speaker barely held up, adding another shallow yet distinct scratch on his chest.
Wang Jixuan added, "Right now, you’re much weaker than Huo Rong. After Huo Rong awakened her Spiritual Energy, she transford into a Fla ssenger, impervious to physical attacks. Her only weakness is that her soul lacks adequate protection."
"Fla... ssenger..."
"Didn’t that Galino tell you?"
"Galino... how... how do you know that na..."
"Spirit Ability Users are just Spirit Slaves, slaves with Spiritual Energy, and so are you. You’ve gone from being a slave of a Spirit Cultivator to a slave of the Blade Beasts. Back in my hotown, such despicable people are typically called two-nad house slaves."
Wang Jixuan continued leisurely:
"You previously said that Spirit Cultivators are failures, I don’t deny that."
"You said humanity is also a failure, that I can’t agree with."
"The humans on this planet were just developing their own civilization. Invaders, with the power of a high-level civilization, ruthlessly slaughtered humans, which is not success, but invasion."
"And now, humans still stubbornly survive, neither surrendering to the Blade Beasts nor submitting to the Spirit Cultivators."
"Civilization doesn’t die, it will be reborn."
"Your doctrine of respecting the strong is actually just a cowardly mindset lacking courage, scared to face reality. If you really had ideals, your thoughts shouldn’t be about how to serve the Blade Beasts or control humans, but about how to join the Blade Beasts, use your special abilities to conquer the Blade Beasts, and beco their master..."
The Beast Speaker’s expression grew even more bewildered: "Beco the master of the Blade Beasts... Is that even possible..."
Mu Dan’s voice sounded in Wang Jixuan’s earpiece, "Sir, a King-level Spiritual Ability Wave has been detected, swiftly leaving for the deep control area of the Blade Beasts."
Wang Jixuan sighed inwardly.
This King-level Preacher is quite cunning, fleeing directly when the situation turned unfavorable.
Or perhaps, in Galino’s awareness, it never was a combat unit.
Since that’s the case...
"Full Sword Array."
Wang Jixuan’s voice resounded beside Ji Xiao and the other seven, greatly energizing them. Their positions changed at double speed, their Spiritual Energy resonating together, causing seven great stars to flash incessantly on the hills!
The Beast Speaker barely lasted half a minute before facing a complete breakdown, vulnerabilities wide open, Spiritual Energy ceased flowing.
Ji Xiao and Ji Yale attacked from the left and right, sending their forearms flying upward!
Several Great Swords chopping and stabbing from behind forced the Beast Speaker to stagger backward!
Wang Jixuan swept his sword finger, and the long-waited flying sword shook the test tubes above and below, turning into a rainbow light that, with the force of penetrating the stars, pierced through the Beast Speaker’s chest!
The Beast Speaker swayed, then knelt forward powerlessly.
Zheng Shiduo’s Great Sword fell perilously close, stopping just in front of the Beast Speaker’s neck.
There was no other reason but that Wang Jixuan had called for a halt.
Zheng Shiduo imdiately retreated, and the Buddhist Temple Team of seven adjusted their positions strategically, positioning Zheng Shiduo, the weakest yet most heavily armored Level B Spirit Ability User, at the back.
Wang Jixuan was still standing at a distance, leisurely strolling with his gun when he called out, "Wu Man, co and kill him."
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Wu Man, sowhat bewildered, said softly, "Sir, I have no pursuit for rit or combat achievents. This is everyone’s credit."
"It’s not about credit."
Even though Wang Jixuan was now operating the secretive Daoist technique, bordering on Supre Indifference, he couldn’t help but smile slightly at the youth’s remark.
Wang Jixuan said, "You executing him might let you gain so benefits, in terms of the soul... that is, the spirit."
Wu Man frowned, staring at the Beast Speaker, who was now on the brink of death.
Behind the Beast Speaker, a giant spherical phantom beast hovered silently, its nurous eyes focusing on his back.
"Sir, may I... avoid this?"
Wu Man sighed softly, murmuring,
"Although he is the enemy, my origins stem from him, after all... I’m sowhat... I’m not sure..."
Wang Jixuan nodded lightly, "You may, but you might lose so opportunities."
Wu Man smiled, "What sir has given is already enough for a lifeti of slow learning; I don’t need his."
The young man turned and walked away, closing his eyes with a soft sigh.
Wang Jixuan nodded, looking down at the leader of the Beast God Sect, who no longer resembled a human.
"I..."
The Beast Speaker said tremblingly:
"I know many secrets, I could... spare ... I shouldn’t have threatened..."
The sword light flashed.
Wang Jixuan’s sword finger pointed upward, his flying sword appeared, slashing sideways, and a head was thrown backward, the expression on the face was one of reluctance and astonishnt.
The headless corpse of the Beast Speaker slowly fell backward, the monster behind him seed activated as noisy sounds erged everywhere, just like at the beginning.
The Buddhist Temple Team felt a spiritual blessing, and at the sa ti, they put their hands together and chanted the Rebirth Mantra.
Streams of golden Buddha’s light extended outward.
Master Wang, about to make his move, was also happy to save Mana and summoned the flying sword back to his palm, carefully observing the surroundings with his Spiritual Sense.
This battle seed to be coming to an end with the death of the Beast Speaker.
The display screen of the transport showed:
On the frontline battlefield, the King-level Blade Beast resembling a giant python had erged from the ground. Lingtong and the Half-human cha Team from the Deep Sea were activating their exclusive chas to form a Sword Array, fighting head-on with this King-level Blade Beast.
Their actions were being recorded for a full-range video to be used in an upcoming special eting.
Wang Jixuan, seeing that Lingtong and his team were in good condition, didn’t look any further; the preparation forces there were ample, almost certainly ensuring a win.
"It’s truly a pity we couldn’t capture that King-level Preacher,"
The Daoist collected the sword pills into his palm, intending to find a way back to his own transport.
His cultivation at the mid-stage of the Returning to Void Realm was awkwardly manifesting, as although he could use the Escape Skill over short distances, he couldn’t hover for long. To stably control the flying sword, he had to wait for at least the Condensation Realm.
—The quality and quantity of his Mana couldn’t support the long-duration flight control of the flying sword.
It was ti to go back and cultivate.
As Wang Jixuan was thinking this, his Spiritual Sense slightly stirred, and he saw the resentful soul monster left by the Beast Speaker begin to disintegrate, bits of golden light drifting in all directions, half of which converged towards Wu Man, and the others, including him and the team from the Buddhist Temple, also receiving so of the golden light.
Was this...
Wang Jixuan’s Mana actually slightly increased, as did the power of his Spiritual Sense.
Buddha’s Light and General Welfare?
Purifying such a massive resentful soul, to receive such benefits.
Of course, this also indirectly showed that the power of the Beast Speaker itself was extrely astonishing, only the Beast Speaker himself couldn’t use it.
The hill now had several n wearing white hospital clothes.
Boys, young n, and middle-aged n alike.
Each of them ford from the golden light, looked towards Wu Man, so saluting, so smiling, so showing longing, and so bowed, then their forms dissipated with the wind.
They were unnad in this world;
And their whereabouts unknown in the cycle of reincarnation.
Now passing with the wind, it also brought a sense of lancholy to one’s heart.
Wang Jixuan pressed his sword finger down, a silver needle flew out from the heaven gate, drilled out of his armored helt, which he casually refined and tossed into his waist pouch.
The Daoist felt a bit of sorrow as well.
With his hands behind his back, he gazed into the distance, deep thoughts arising in his heart, his eyes also showing a bit of nostalgia.
"Ah, right, the intelligence."
Wang Jixuan hurriedly reached into the armored waist pouch to pull out a Soul Capturing Charm and threw it above the Beast Speaker’s corpse, beginning to draw in residual souls.
At the sa ti;
More than two hundred kiloters away from this place.
The King-level Preacher stood in front of a palace-like underground cave, slowly raising the scepter in his hand.
On its humanoid face, made of conjunctiva, there was now anger, frustration, and unrestrained hatred.
Spirit Cultivator... the students of Spirit Cultivators...
Damn Spirit Cultivators!
Wicked Spirit Cultivators!
The scepter it raised fiercely hit the ground, emitting a dull thud, deep-blue electrical arcs from the scepter seeped into the smooth rock beneath it, spreading in all directions.
The figures of several high-level Preachers were illuminated.
Ahead, a massive stone gate, fifty ters high and thirty ters wide, began to gradually light up.
On the fra of the stone gate, large Crystal Cores rapidly released Spiritual Energy, the inside of the stone gate displayed a mbrane of light, showing the images of a desert.
Within the desert, a convoy was advancing.
The King-level Preacher pointed with the scepter.
Behind him, hundreds of figures wrapped in black smoke, including several high-level Preachers, sward toward the large gate!
At the site of the Beast Speaker’s death.
While enjoying the Buddha’s Light and General Welfare and the simultaneous growth of his Spiritual and Mana powers, Wang Jixuan suddenly raised his eyebrows, abruptly turned around, and looked towards the area hidden by the King-level Preacher.
What was happening?
Universal wave fluctuations? A Teleporting Array?!
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