Chapter 299

The people at the cave entrance knew a little bit about the strength of the man in the black cloak. Seeing him instantly subdued by Chen Ang, they couldn't help but re-evaluate this talent who appeared to be only sixth-rank.

"Is this guy really only sixth-rank??"

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Sixth-rank fighting eighth-rank, and it only took one move??"

"………"

The burly man with the blade was so scared that his legs went soft, and he collapsed to the ground.

"If you don't want to die, put your waist plates in this circle on the ground." Chen Ang summoned his Dragon Spear and drew a circle on the ground.

Upon hearing this, the burly man who had held the blade scrambled to put his waist plate into the circle Chen Ang had drawn.

Others, though wary of Chen Ang's strength, did not move.

Seeing that few people moved, Chen Ang knew what they were thinking. They were hoping that with so many people, they could run away in the chaos, and it wouldn't be worth it to give up their waist plates.

Chen Ang smiled slightly and summoned his Titan Puppet.

"I'll say it again: if you don't want to die, put your waist plates in the circle and get lost."

"Oh, and one more thing: the first twenty to put them in can leave after handing over their waist plates. Everyone after that must leave their spatial rings as well."

Chen Ang said.

As soon as Chen Ang said this, the number of people putting waist plates into the circle began to increase.

Some even scrambled to do it. Because they saw the Titan Puppet, many assumed Chen Ang was a puppeteer. No one knew exactly how many puppets a puppeteer had. Many were afraid they wouldn't even have a chance to run later.

Soon, the circle was filled with over twenty waist plates.

"Stop. The rest of you, put your waist plates and spatial rings inside," Chen Ang said, pointing his Dragon Spear at someone who was about to put in their waist plate.

There were less than forty people scattered at the cave entrance, and by now, most of them had already left.

"This is too much."

"Exactly, you're bullying us too much!"

"……"

None of the remaining people were willing to put in their spatial rings. After all, everyone's spatial ring contained their life's savings. It was impossible for anyone to be willing to hand them over to someone else.

"Not convinced? You can try if you're not convinced."

"It's not like I didn't give you a chance."

Chen Ang said disdainfully. He had no sympathy for these people. They were waiting at the cave entrance for the same reason: to get the treasures on Chen Ang. Now, it was just that Chen Ang was stronger and didn't let them succeed. If Chen Ang hadn't been strong enough, he would have been dead by now.

"Brothers, let's fight him!" one of the eighth-rank transcendents among the remaining dozen people roared.

"Exactly, let's fight him. If I let him take away my life's savings like this, I might as well fight to the death."

"Fight!"

"………"

The remaining people gradually reached a consensus to fight Chen Ang to the end.

"Looks like the move to take their spatial rings was a bit too harsh," Chen Ang thought, looking at their reactions.

He then put away the waist plates on the ground and instantly released his aura.

The Titan Puppet also assumed a fighting stance.

312: Making a Small Fortune

The eighth-rank transcendent in the crowd couldn't hold back any longer; he grabbed his hand, and a giant axe appeared.

The next moment, he slashed toward Chen Ang.

"Brothers, let's go together and tear him apart. I don't believe a peak sixth-rank guy can cause any trouble."

Once someone took the lead, more people followed.

"Hmph! Don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Chen Ang held his Dragon Spear horizontally, and a wave of spiritual energy swept out.

The eighth-rank transcendent was instantly sent flying.

Under Chen Ang's guidance, the Titan Puppet sent out two huge tearing claw marks.

The dozen or so people were instantly repelled by the combined force of Chen Ang and the Titan Puppet.

"I said, leave your spatial rings and waist plates and you can live. Looks like you all have lived enough," Chen Ang said, pointing his long spear at the crowd.

Some of the people with lower cultivation among the crowd instantly lost their nerve, losing their earlier arrogance.

Within the small group of a dozen people, someone walked forward, preparing to hand over their waist plate and spatial ring to Chen Ang.

"You know to give them up now? Where were you just now?" Chen Ang shouted angrily.

Chen Ang then added, "I'll give you one more chance. If you want to live, hand over your spatial rings and waist plates."

Chen Ang had shouted at them just now to break their psychological defenses. By saying he would give them another chance, he was afraid they would get desperate and crush their own waist plates rather than give them to him.

As soon as Chen Ang said this, several of the dozen people rushed forward to hand over their things.

Now it was the eighth-rank transcendent's turn to be embarrassed. Chen Ang kept looking at him with a playful smile.

He knew that even if he handed over his spatial ring and waist plate now, Chen Ang wouldn't let him go. Watching the people around him constantly moving toward Chen Ang, he felt more and more broken.

"Spare my life, and I'll give you all the treasures I have," the man finally broke down and said to Chen Ang.

"You don't seem to understand the situation. If you die, won't your things be mine anyway?" Chen Ang said with a smile.

Chen Ang's smile looked like a devil's in his eyes.

"Don't be too ruthless. Leave a way out for others," the man continued.

"My principle in life is: whoever messes with me, I kill them. Whoever wants to mess with me, I deal with them. You must die today. Think about whether you have the ability before you act arrogant in your next life," Chen Ang said.

Then, Annihilation power continuously gathered in his mouth.

"Dragon Breath!!"

A beam of light shot out from Chen Ang's mouth, instantly piercing through the eighth-rank transcendent's body.

The man didn't even have time to scream before he was pierced by the Dragon Breath, ending his life.

At this point, the last few people gave up resistance after Chen Ang killed the eighth-rank transcendent, and they all handed their waist plates and spatial rings to Chen Ang.

"Get lost, all of you!" Chen Ang said to the group.

Chen Ang then collected the waist plates and spatial rings from the ground.

After roughly scanning the contents of the spatial rings, he dumped everything into his Heaven and Earth Tower.

Chen Ang had previously built a special area in the Heaven and Earth Tower to store some of his items.

Because a spatial ring cannot be stored in another spatial ring, Chen Ang already had dozens of spatial rings on him, so he had to put them into the Heaven and Earth Tower.

After doing this, Chen Ang picked up his waist plate and looked at the ranking. The first place, Jue, had already obtained over 240 waist plates, while the number of waist plates for the tenth place had decreased instead of increased. A closer look revealed that the tenth place had changed.

"Looks like this guy in first place is no pushover," Chen Ang thought.

It was obvious that Jue must have killed the previous tenth place and taken all 70-plus waist plates; otherwise, his count couldn't have risen so fast.

Thinking of this, Chen Ang had his own plans, because he could also do like Jue, find the top-ranked people, and plunder their waist plates.

At this moment, Chen Ang already had over 60 waist plates, less than 10 away from the tenth place.

【Three thousand meters to the southwest, your friends are being hunted!】

"What!" Chen Ang was still thinking about the competition when the "Golden Finger's" sudden reminder startled him.

After reacting, he immediately ran toward the southwest.

At this time, the Titan Puppet had not been recalled; it destroyed the cave before running in the direction Chen Ang had just left.

Chen Ang still felt a certain amount of guilt for the damage to the formation in the cave, and he could only try his best to keep the cave from being exposed to others' sight again.

Three thousand meters was less than five minutes for Chen Ang at his current speed.

Arriving at the scene, he saw Lu Yong and Tong Shi running for their lives, already covered in several wounds, their clothes soaked in blood.

Behind them, a person in a blood-red robe was chasing them.

The person behind was moving fast and slow, slowing down whenever he was about to catch up to Lu Yong and Tong Shi, and suddenly appearing behind them whenever they thought they had escaped.

He was completely treating Lu Yong and Tong Shi like prey.

"People from the Blood Sect?" Chen Ang said after seeing the person.

"Lu Yong, Tong Shi." Chen Ang called out directly.

The two looked over upon hearing the voice. When they saw it was Chen Ang, they were beyond excited, as if they had seen a life-saving straw, and rushed over with all their might.

The person from the Blood Sect also discovered Chen Ang's presence. He frowned at first, but when he realized Chen Ang's cultivation was only at the peak of the sixth-rank, he smiled playfully.

"Another toy, hehehe." The Blood Sect person laughed directly.

Lu Yong and Tong Shi looked at each other and smiled.

"Chen Ang, that guy has mid-seventh-rank strength, be careful," Lu Yong warned.