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"Ha ha, Heritage is mine now." He was overjoyed to receive Heritage and immediately turned to flee back the way he came. At this moment, escaping was the priority; he had no time to think about anything else.
As soon as Jade Tablet changed hands, the warriors who had been focusing on Ren Pingsheng quickly shifted their target and chased after the fleeing warrior. Ren Pingsheng didn't even glance at them, only Duan Jun shot him a resentful glare. However, Ren Pingsheng couldn't care less and returned to his original corner without a second thought.
"Ren Pingsheng, you... you actually handed over Jade Tablet? That's an Emperor-Level Technique!" Bai Chongguang rushed over, disbelief written all over his face.
"Heh heh, I don't want to lose my life; this thing is too hot to handle."
"That's right, this item is indeed not something we can keep. With so many powerful figures around, we simply can't defend against them." Xiao Cangjian nodded slightly, agreeing with Ren Pingsheng's decision.
Many warriors rushed out after the piece of Jade Tablet that contained the Emperor-Level Technique. The remaining two pieces of Jade Tablet also changed hands repeatedly, and the fighting among the warriors grew fiercer as they gradually moved away from this place. In their eyes, these three pieces of Jade Tablet contained the coveted Heritage.
"What should we do next?" The eight of them gathered together to discuss.
"I have a feeling that there are still some Heritage left in this Azure Dragon Hall, but it just hasn't come to fruition yet. Let's wait a bit longer." Ren Pingsheng said uncertainly as he looked at the Hall.
"I think so too; this Azure Dragon Hall can't possibly end so soon. There should still be some things left; it just isn't time yet, which is why there's no reaction." The usually silent Seven Cleverness spoke up. With her flawless face, she exuded an unusual sense of credibility.
Suddenly, the entire hall began to tremble. All the warriors inside felt their bodies tighten, and in the blink of an eye, they found themselves outside the hall, catching many off guard.
"Heh heh, let's see where you run this time; hand over the Jade Tablet." Immediately, those fighting for the Jade Tablet began to clash again. The warriors who had obtained the Jade Tablet ran off without stopping towards the distance; once outside the hall, there were more places to escape and a greater chance of getting away.
"Buzz buzz..." Suddenly, the tremors in the hall intensified, shaking even the ground outside. Many confused warriors were frightened and retreated far away, fearing that something dangerous might happen here.
"Quick, look! What is that?" From the entrance of the hall, a burst of light emerged suddenly, with dozens of beams shooting out like meteors.
"Make your move; this must be real Heritage." Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up as he whispered. The eight reacted quickly, each darting forward to intercept a beam of light.
"This is Treasure, hurry and grab it." The reactions of the other warriors were quick as they immediately began to fight for it. At this moment, the eight of Ren Pingsheng activated their True Qi, resembling a fishing net, and swiftly caught the light they desired before retreating.
This was the wisest choice to prevent others from ambushing them. Although there were many Treasures, there were even more warriors, making it impossible to share equally. A Battle had already broken out, and some latecomers with strength began to scramble for the remaining light.
"Let's go, avoid these people." The eight of them did not hesitate and started rushing outward. Having obtained what they wanted, there was no reason to linger. The area had now become a new battlefield.
"Hmph, they all got Treasure. Chase them, we can't let them escape." Another group of eight warriors had set their sights on Ren Pingsheng. With dozens of Perfect Sect Level warriors engaged in a chaotic Battle, the danger was evident, and they focused their target on Ren Pingsheng.
The space in the Azure Dragon Hall was vast; aside from the main hall, there were no other buildings, and the expanse seemed endless. Many warriors were chasing and battling each other.
"Hey, you eight brats up ahead, stop right now and hand over the Treasure." The pursuers were all Perfect Sect Level warriors, moving faster and closing in. They laughed loudly, treating the eight as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Unfortunately, they did not witness the earlier Battle in the Hall, or they would not have been so confident.
"Let's take care of them!" The eight exchanged glances and then turned around simultaneously, charging towards the pursuing warriors.
"Haha, these Little Ones must have lost their minds to dare attack us." They laughed joyfully instead of being alarmed. It was no surprise; generally speaking, warriors at the Initial Stage of Sect Level were indeed no match for those at the Perfect Sect Level.
"Wind and Cloud One Sword, slash!" Without hesitation, Ren Pingsheng swung his sword down.
"Fourth Sword of True Demon, slash!" Demon Prince also acted decisively, unleashing his strongest power.
"Wind Cutter!" With terrifying might, having comprehended Ninety Percent of the Wind Realm, Xiao Cangjian's strike became an overwhelming attack. The entire space felt as if it would shatter under pressure.
Each of the eight unleashed their strongest attacks. The combined strikes created a Storm Rising, overwhelming in power. In an instant, they engulfed the stunned warriors, followed by screams and roars.
By the time those warriors reacted, it was already too late. However, they still used their strongest life-saving techniques to protect themselves from this assault. At that moment, regret filled their hearts; if only they had been a bit more vigilant, they wouldn't have been caught off guard by such a sudden attack.
"Take this opportunity to wipe them out." Seeing that only six remained, all injured—two severely wounded—Ren Pingsheng and his group naturally would not let such an opportunity slip away. After a fierce battle, they suffered only minor injuries while eliminating all eight of the Perfect Sect Level warriors.
"Quickly, let's go. More people are coming," Xiao Cangjian said, looking into the distance. Sure enough, they noticed that a group of people was chasing after them from afar.
Not long ago, the light emitted from the main hall was only about forty to fifty beams, and there were only around two hundred martial artists nearby. This meant that they had not even reached one of the four or five parts of the light. Ren Pingsheng and his companions naturally became targets for many martial artists. However, their pursuit was staggered.
"Young Master, look! Those eight people are right ahead," an elder at the Perfected Realm said to a young man beside him. They were also among those pursuing the martial artists.
"Hmph, this time we not only need to seize more treasures but also eliminate that bastard named Ren Pingsheng. I can't believe we failed last time and let him escape," the young man said with a face full of resentment. He was Yin Tian, the Young Master of One-Pin Hall.
During the auction in Jiangzhou City, he had developed a grudge against Ren Pingsheng and later sent an elder along with several disciples to hunt him down. In the end, they all ended up dead. The elder at the sect level was killed by the Yuzhou City Lord.
"Don't worry, Young Master. With so many helpers, we will definitely be able to kill him this time."
"Hmph, it doesn't matter about them; we'll deal with that kid when the time comes. He has plenty of good things on him that we can't let others take advantage of."
This time, there were a total of thirteen martial artists pursuing them, which clearly put Ren Pingsheng at a disadvantage. Even though their eight members were quite powerful, dealing with one martial artist at the Perfected Realm was manageable; facing two would be somewhat dangerous.
"Everyone, there are too many behind us; let's split up and escape. Be careful," Ren Pingsheng shouted.
The others shared the same thought; gathering together made them too conspicuous and easy to find. If they split up, each had some means of survival and was confident they could shake off their pursuers.
"Ha, then let's split up," they said without hesitation. With a turn of their bodies, they accelerated in their chosen directions and quickly disappeared into the distance.
"Split up and pursue; we'll chase this one!" Yin Tian shouted as he led the elder toward Ren Pingsheng's direction. The other martial artists exchanged glances and also pursued their selected targets—some alone, some in pairs—though it was unclear who besides Ren Pingsheng would fall victim to being hunted by two pursuers.
A moment later, Yin Tian and his group were closing in on Ren Pingsheng.
"Haha, kid, don't even think about escaping! Ever since our parting in Jiangzhou City, I've been looking for you. I never expected you would come here! This time you have no way out!"
Ren Pingsheng actually realized that the pursuers were people he recognized when they came after him. He still had a strong impression of the Young Master from One-Pin Hall, as the powerful Zongji Jing he sent after him had nearly taken his life. If it weren't for the appearance of the Yuzhou City Lord later on, he might have faced dire consequences. Such enmity was not something he could forget.
"Oh, I want to see what skills you have to keep me here." Seeing that they were already far away and no one would chase after him, Ren Pingsheng immediately turned and stopped in mid-air.
"Haha, do you really think your Initial Stage of Sect Level cultivation can match us? How foolish." The Perfect Sect Level elder also halted, speaking with disdain.
"Haha, Elder Luo, quickly beat this kid half to death for me. I want to teach him a good lesson so he knows the consequences of offending me," Yin Tian said with a proud laugh.
"The Young Master of One-Pin Hall has a bright future ahead. It's just a pity he'll die here today!" Ren Pingsheng glanced at him and said expressionlessly. His aura had subtly changed, and black Demonic Energy began to swirl around him.
"Just keep talking tough; even if you use some tricks, it won't help. Elder Luo, hurry up and take action."
"Young Master, rest assured, capturing this kid is a piece of cake. Kid, prepare to die!" The elder narrowed his eyes, his figure flickering as his right hand transformed into a claw and descended towards Ren Pingsheng's head like an Azure Hawk hunting its prey, swift as the wind.
"Oh, unfortunately, it will be you who dies." Ren Pingsheng looked up and said, his blood-red eyes gleaming with an eerie light. His momentum surged, surpassing even that of a Perfect Sect Level cultivator.
"How is this possible..." The elder's expression changed as he suddenly retracted his descending hand, attempting to retreat.
"Since you've come, then stay." He smiled lightly and reached out to grasp the elder's right hand, leaving him with no way to escape.
"Damn it, let go of me!" The elder reacted quickly, sweeping his right leg in mid-air and creating a series of sonic booms. The full-force attack of a Perfect Sect Level warrior was incredibly imposing.
"Heh heh, explode!" Ren Pingsheng showed no concern for the impending attack; he simply uttered one word softly. The elder's body trembled violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body seemed to erupt in chaos as it began to twist unnaturally, streams of blood seeping through his skin like a gushing spring. The attack dissipated just like that.
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