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Li Chenhui listened intently as the servant reported, suddenly standing up with a piercing gaze fixed on the man. The servant felt a chill run down his spine under Li Chenhui's fierce stare, his body tense and nearly collapsing to the ground.
After a long moment, Li Chenhui slowly spoke, his voice deep and powerful: "Is this true?"
The servant hurriedly nodded, stammering in response, "Absolutely true, my lord. I witnessed it with my own eyes and dare not hide anything."
Upon hearing this, a glint of murderous intent flashed in Li Chenhui's eyes. He moved like a specter, swiftly heading toward the source of the disturbance. Qi Xiao, seeing this, immediately followed closely behind with Hao Gonggong at his side.
Meanwhile, the Li Family Ancestor remained seated, his brow furrowed in concern. He feared that this might be Lu Tianming's ploy to draw them away. He decided to stay at the Li Family estate to guard against any unforeseen circumstances.
After all, with Hao Gonggong, a formidable Feng Wang Jing, on their side, even if Lu Tianming had some hidden cards up his sleeve, they would be easily dealt with.
At that moment, Lu Tianming was engaged in a fierce battle with several opponents. Despite his deep cultivation and having recovered from Hao Gonggong's earlier severe injury, he could only muster about seventy to eighty percent of his strength.
Facing the onslaught from multiple attackers, he remained undaunted and fought fiercely, determined to carve out a bloody path for himself.
Just as Lu Tianming unleashed his powerful Reincarnation Fist, sweeping through like a tempest and severely injuring several guards in front of him, an unprecedented wave of pressure suddenly descended from afar. The sky was quickly shrouded in a thick black mist, as if doomsday had arrived, sending chills through everyone present.
A sense of foreboding surged within Lu Tianming; he realized that a King-level expert was approaching. Such power was unfathomable and could easily turn the tide of battle.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before Qi Xiao appeared before him like a ghost.
With a cold smile and eyes filled with malice and disdain, Qi Xiao slowly spoke: "Lu Tianming, I previously advised you kindly through Hao Gonggong. I hoped you would recognize the situation and serve me; I could grant you wealth and honor beyond your wildest dreams. Yet you chose to defy me. Today, do not blame me for being ruthless."
With that said, Qi Xiao waved his hand lightly, signaling Hao Gonggong to take action. At his command, a sinister expression crossed Hao Gonggong's face as he moved like a specter toward Lu Tianming. His palm struck down with overwhelming force aimed directly at Lu Tianming.
This strike was immensely powerful, capable of tearing through the void and reducing anything in its path to dust.
Seeing this attack coming, Lu Tianming's face turned pale as he realized the gravity of the situation; there was no time for hesitation.
In that critical moment, he quickly pulled out a jade pendant gifted by his master—a protective talisman engraved with ancient leaf patterns.
As Lu Tianming raised the pendant high, a mysterious and powerful force surged forth from it, transforming into brilliant light that firmly repelled Hao Gonggong's deadly attack.
What should have been an earth-shattering blow dissipated into nothingness upon contact with the light from the pendant as if consumed by an invisible force.
Hao Gonggong's pupils constricted in shock as he recognized that this jade pendant was no ordinary item; it must have been backed by someone extraordinary.
In an instant, Hao Gonggong grew intensely interested and wary of Lu Tianming's identity and background. He thought to himself: This young man has significant backing; since we have already crossed paths with him, we cannot leave any future troubles behind—he must be eliminated completely.
With this thought in mind, Hao Gonggong no longer hesitated. His aura surged to its peak as he quickly formed hand seals while chanting incantations under his breath. He prepared to unleash his ultimate technique—the Ghostly Dark Palm.
A pitch-black handprint, exuding an overwhelming chill and the aura of death, swept toward Lu Tianming like the darkest meteor in the night sky, intent on utterly destroying him in one fell swoop.
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