Chapter 1054: Making Full Use of Everything, Qinglong Daoist

"What if I kill him?" Qinglong Daoren said with a completely indifferent expression: "They're just people from the Mu Long family; it's not like I can't kill them. I kill anyone I see—let alone those already dead—even if it's you, I'd still kill them."

"What can you do to me?"

Mu Long Chen was infuriated by Qinglong Daoren's attitude; never had anyone been so arrogant, daring to kill a member of the Mu Long family, which would provoke the family's frenzied retaliation. One look at this person shows he has no sect or background—people like that, the Mu Long family has slaughtered who knows how many.

The Mu Long family can maintain its foothold in Tianwai not through charity, but through ruthlessness.

Any sect, any family, has walked out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"You'll regret it, brat. Anyone who dares to kill a member of my Mu Long family will suffer the family's frenzied revenge. Mu Long Hua died because of you, and now you carry another Mu Long family life on your back—you won't come to a good end."

"As this Elder, I won't let you go. If you're sensible, kneel and beg for mercy; if I'm in a good mood, I might spare your life."

Mu Long Chen pointed at Qinglong Daoren, threatening him to his face.

Qinglong Daoren shrugged, looked down coldly, locked his gaze on him, and curled his lip: "You want me to kneel and beg for mercy?"

"Heh heh heh, ridiculous, truly ridiculous—what strength do you have to dare make me kneel?"

"You now are nothing but a dog inside my formation; I want you dead, and you won't live to see tomorrow."

"Kneel, you dog of the Mu Long family."

Mu Long Chen, hearing this, stared in disbelief at the man before him—this man actually dared to make him kneel, yet he is an Elder of the Mu Long family; how could he kneel?

"Kid, do you even know what you're saying?"

"Kneel, you talk too much."

Qinglong Daoren reached out and pressed down; Mu Long Chen's body suddenly dropped to his knees.

His knees could not support him, and he knelt straight ahead; poor him, he bowed to Qinglong Daoren. At this scene, this moment, Mu Long Chen's eyes filled with venomous hatred as he stared at Qinglong Daoren standing in the sky, his killing intent condensing to the extreme.

"Kid, you're being insolent."

Elder Mu Long Chen shouted angrily at the sky, his inner fury continually building, wanting to vent but unable to.

Frustrated, extremely frustrated—he had never felt this frustrated before.

Since he became an Elder of the Mu Long family, everyone who sees him must show respect.

But now, he has knelt.

This man before him does not follow common sense; he actually dares to… humiliate me, which is humiliating the Mu Long family.

"You really talk too much; just stay kneeling peacefully."

Qinglong Daoren reached out and pressed down, and Mu Long Chen's head fell to the ground.

His upper body lay flat on the ground, maintaining the posture of kowtow.

"Ah—ah."

Anger filled Qinglong Daoren's heart; at this moment, there was only anger.

He was truly furious, truly desperate.

But he, could not…

resist—that force was not something he could withstand, nor could he oppose it.

Qinglong Daoren said contemptuously: "You're not so good at talking, are you? Get up—stand up and let me see."

Kill the person, destroy the heart.

Mu Long Chen let out an angry shout: "Hey!"

He wanted to stand up, but discovered he could not.

The strength he had gathered shattered in an instant.

Unable to resist, unable to rise.

Poor him, he fell face-down in the dirt again, feeling the earthy smell of the soil.

Qinglong Daoren slowly descended, stood before him, lifted his foot, and stepped on his head.

He ground it into the dirt, pressing down several times; Qinglong Daoren felt very satisfied.

"You're not so tough, huh? Get up—kill me."

"Let me see the dignity of the Mu Long family."

Mu Long Chen could not rise; humiliated, he felt worse than death.

This man before him keeps humiliating him; he truly… understands the Mu Long family, knows how to humiliate.

"Kid, if you have the ability, release this Elder—I will surely make you wish you were dead."

Elder Mu Long Chen roared.

Qinglong Daoren said disdainfully: "Release you? Heh, stop dreaming."

He stepped on him hard.

He rubbed his head against the ground, letting him come into close contact with the earth.

After repeatedly humiliating him several times, Mu Long Chen grew numb.

His anger reached its peak, yet he could not vent it.

Qinglong Daoren stared at Elder Mu Long Chen before him, feeling deeply humiliated and greatly accomplished.

He lifted his foot, then kicked Elder Mu Long Chen's body.

That kick sent Elder Mu Long Chen flying, flying ten meters away while spurting blood repeatedly.

Qinglong Daoren jeered: "A grand Elder of the Mu Long family, and this is all you've got? Tsk tsk, you're truly weak."

"You're too weak—I had thought you were strong, and now I'm deeply disappointed."

Elder Mu Long Chen was furious beyond restraint; he struggled to his feet, his body trembling, ready to collapse at any moment.

Blood covered the ground; he was a sorry sight, his eyes blazing as he stared at Qinglong Daoren.

"Kid, you deserve to die."

Elder Mu Long Chen gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Qinglong Daoren right then.

Qinglong Daoren hooked his finger: "Come on, let me see how formidable you are."

Mu Long Chen Elder knew that if he did not exert his full strength, he might really die; this person before him was no ordinary weakling.

"Mu Long..."

Both hands had just formed seals, intending to unleash a divine ability.

Qinglong Daoren's figure vanished.

The next moment, Mu Long Chen's seal formation stopped; the divine ability had not yet been unleashed, and his body toppled forward.

His vision went black, and his whole body collapsed.

"Thud."

The fallen body could do nothing.

His back was pierced through, and his bones shattered.

Qinglong Daoren's hand pierced his back and pulled out that inner core.

The inner core was not small, storing terrifying energy.

Qinglong Daoren glanced at it, then said disdainfully, "What a worthless inner core—its energy is mottled; I can't bear to swallow it."

Unable to eat it, he casually tossed it, and the pill entered his storage bag.

As for the useful part, regarding Mu Long Chen before him, a person on the brink of death, that strike not only extracted his inner core but also shattered his soul along with it.

It was no different from being dead.

He was barely clinging to his last breath; Mu Long Chen was near death.

"Tsk tsk, still not dead? You only have one breath left; if I were you, I would choose to die."

"When the body dies and the Dao fades, the soul and spirit scatter—there is no chance of survival left."

"You say, why did you come into this place? Wouldn't it be better to stay safe outside?"

"Heaven's wrongdoing can still be survived; self-inflicted wrongdoing cannot."

"Go in peace."

He lifted his foot and directly crushed Mu Long Chen Elder's skull, brains scattering on the ground.

There was also bright red blood, mixed with dirt, exuding a strong fishy odor.

Qinglong Daoren bent over, searched Mu Long Chen Elder's body, found his storage bag and everything else on him—these were all his spoils, not to be missed.

Mu Long Hua's was the same; it must not be wasted.

Waste is shameful.

After searching everything, the two corpses could not be wasted either; Qinglong Daoren directly refined humans into pills, two pills became his food, accelerating his growth.

This series of operations left nothing behind; Elder Xinran watched, stunned.

"This is truly making full use of everything."