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Looking at the rigidly standing Qiu Mingjie, Aotian flicked his fingers. Instantly, a powerful force shot out from his fingertips, striking Qiu Mingjie.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Qiu Mingjie fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a slight cloud of dust.
The surrounding martial artists were momentarily dumbfounded. The two overlords of Mystic Spirit Town had simultaneously fallen at the hands of an outsider. One lay on the ground, unable to rise, while the other stood like an ice sculpture. The martial artists around felt a chill in their hearts.
Xiao Ya and the Xiao Brothers were also filled with shock.
It was perhaps understandable that Snow Qincheng could kill Feng Moyang, but Aotian managing to kill Qiu Mingjie was nothing short of a miracle.
After all, the gap in cultivation between Aotian and Qiu Mingjie was not to be ignored.
When Snow Qincheng looked towards Aotian not far away, there was also a flicker of unusual light in her eyes. Clearly, Aotian's ability to kill Qiu Mingjie stirred something within her.
Aotian observed the fear in the eyes of the surrounding martial artists and slowly curled his lips into a mysterious smile, saying:
"Is there anyone else who wants to claim the Treasure Hall?"
As he spoke, Aotian's gaze meaningfully turned towards Bing Long and Wu Changlong.
Immediately, Bing Long and Wu Changlong recoiled like startled birds, retreating several steps as they awkwardly laughed:
"Hehe, Brother Aotian, this is a misunderstanding. We were also threatened by those two bastards, Qiu Mingjie and Feng Moyang, which forced us to oppose you. We hope Brother Aotian can forgive us..."
Seeing the attitude of Bing Long and Wu Changlong, the surrounding martial artists couldn't help but feel another wave of shock.
These two were figures second only to the two overlords in Mystic Spirit Town, known for their arrogance. Yet now they displayed such an attitude; if it weren't for witnessing it with their own eyes, everyone would find it hard to believe.
However, this also indirectly highlighted the tremendous shock that Aotian's killing of Qiu Mingjie brought to everyone.
Looking at Bing Long and the others, Aotian couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. It seemed that in the eyes of these people, he had already become the embodiment of a demon.
Although Aotian lacked fondness for Bing Long and the others, he had no intention of killing them. After all, their grievances had not reached the point of life and death. If he indiscriminately killed both of them, it would be no different from being a butcher.
"Forget it, you can leave now. Just keep your eyes open next time!" Aotian waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly.
Bing Long and the others were drenched in sweat; after bowing and apologizing, they left in a fluster. At that moment, their hearts were filled with fear, and they no longer dared to offend Aotian. It was likely that they would lay low for a while after returning.
Aotian exchanged glances with Snow Qincheng and the others, all of them showing signs of joy. Perhaps the competition for the Soul Elder's relics would come to an end here.
However, some things often take unexpected turns...
"Haha, as expected of the lady's son! But as a member of my clan, is it really interesting to bully these ants?!" A loud laugh echoed through the air.
Immediately, a young man dressed in a blue robe appeared strangely in mid-air, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at Aotian with a mocking expression.
Aotian's gaze slowly fixed on the young man in the air. Suddenly, his pupils constricted slightly.
The young man had skin as fair as a woman's, with an air of arrogance on his face. He naturally exuded an aura of superiority, as if he were inherently more noble than ordinary people.
"Who are you?" Aotian asked in a deep voice.
"Hehe, I didn't expect your mother to be so clever, yet her son is so foolish that you still don't know who I am?" the young man taunted.
Upon hearing the young man's words, Aotian's expression instantly darkened as he spoke each word clearly:
"Are you from the Liu Clan?!"
The young man chuckled lightly and said, "I am Liu Canxin!"
Aotian murmured, "So it really is someone from the Liu Clan..."
The warriors nearby displayed puzzled expressions, clearly unaware of what the Liu Clan was.
"Aotian, what is this Liu Clan you speak of?" Snow Qincheng asked softly.
Just as Aotian was about to respond, Liu Canxin sneered, "You insignificant little creature think you can understand matters of the Liu Clan? Truly overestimating yourself!"
Snow Qincheng and Liu Mei were furious. One of them drew the Crystal Sword and shouted, "I want to see what makes someone from the Liu Clan so special!"
As she spoke, the Crystal Sword trembled violently, a terrifying icy power surged from Snow Qincheng's body, shooting into the sky: "Ice Soul Sword Technique, First Form: Icebound for a Thousand Miles!"
In an instant, a heavy chill erupted, freezing the air itself as it rushed fiercely toward Liu Canxin.
Liu Canxin sneered and said, "Is the Grain of Rice Pearl also shining?"
As he spoke, Liu Canxin flicked his fingers. Instantly, a fierce force shot out from his fingertips. The cold ice that was rolling toward him was shattered in an instant by this force.
With the ice broken, Snow Qincheng's face turned pale, and she stumbled back a few steps. Clearly, she had sustained some injury.
Aotian's expression changed, glaring at Liu Canxin, and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Liu Canxin shrugged indifferently and replied, "Young Master, the young lady misses you and specially sent me to bring you back. So, come with me."
"Go with you? I see you want to take me to a remote place and kill me!" Aotian gritted his teeth and said.
A cold light flashed in Liu Canxin's eyes, and his expression became somewhat grim.
Because Aotian had indeed guessed his intentions correctly. He had come out on the orders of the Elder to kill Aotian. However, it was clearly impossible to kill Aotian in front of everyone; after all, if the young lady investigated, he would be in deep trouble. That was why he planned to take Aotian to a secluded place for the execution.
However, Liu Canxin could no longer proceed with that plan now that Aotian had made his intentions clear. If anything went wrong with Aotian, Pride's Mother would investigate and discover what happened today. With Pride's Mother's intelligence, she would surely deduce everything accurately.
"Since that's the case, then you can't blame me!"
Suddenly, a violent rage filled Liu Canxin's eyes, and an overwhelming aura of malice radiated from him.
"Aotian, you are indeed clever, but no matter how smart you are, strength is what truly matters!"
As he spoke, dark clouds suddenly rolled in from the sky, and electric snakes flickered, creating an eerie and sinister atmosphere.
"Eight Thunder God Sealing Formation!"
A loud shout erupted from Liu Canxin's mouth, and instantly, eight massive bolts of lightning shot down from the sky. The lightning transformed into eight Thunder Dragons, exuding an overwhelming and majestic presence.
The eight Thunder Dragons struck the ground in eight different directions, encircling everyone present.
Immediately, a Light Shield rose from the ground, trapping everyone inside. The surface of the Light Shield flickered with lightning, radiating a sense of dominance and grandeur.
Looking at the seemingly indestructible Light Shield, Aotian's expression turned extremely grim.
Liu Canxin intended to trap all the martial artists present here, capturing them all at once. This way, no one would know that they were killed by Liu Canxin...
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