Chapter 352

The Thunder Unyielding Body reached its sixth level, and his blood qi broke through the 8, 00 threshold.

Combined with consuming a SSS-grade Sacred Essence Fruit, his mental strength surpassed the 6, 00 threshold.

With both core attributes of an adept skyrocketing, Xu Jingming's SSS-grade ability, "Doushen Thunder," gained tremendous power enhancement.

He truly wasn't afraid of the group of adepts from Tianyu Daochang outside.

He could handle them all alone!

Yet seeing the faint excitement in Eva's pale green eyes,

Xu Jingming couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "Then thank you, Eva."

"No need to thank me—who else but a Sequence Heir would deserve it?"

A delighted smile appeared on Eva's fair face.

Then the entire holographic projection exploded, splitting into beams of light that flowed into the two Flowing Gold Guardians.

Giving the two Flowing Gold Guardians a touch more liveliness.

Then,

The sealed base gate slowly opened, and Xu Jingming turned around as well.

"Huh? You've finished the inheritance, S-rank?"

Eva's voice came through his earpiece—her memory still lingered before the inheritance.

"Mm." Xu Jingming gave a slight nod.

At the same time, Sakura Rin's mental transmission echoed in his consciousness:

"Master, I couldn't communicate with you via mental force just now—I've just regained connection."

"It's fine; that was just an abnormal state."

Xu Jingming watched silently as the alloy giant gate opened, replying to Sakura Rin via mental force.

"I see. But your identity has been exposed—Shankou and others are likely outside, planning to ambush you."

Sakura Rin's mental transmission carried heavy concern.

"No problem—they can't kill me." Xu Jingming smirked.

At that moment, the alloy gate had opened wide enough for one person to pass through.

"Thunder Extreme State!"

Without hesitation, Xu Jingming activated his enhanced form.

Brilliant golden lightning swirled around him, and the black Flowing Gold Spear was firmly gripped in his right hand.

Crack—

Golden lightning flashed; Xu Jingming transformed into a golden phantom, charging out with his spear...

"The gate's open!"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Prioritize getting Xu Jingming out!"

"..."

Outside the base, as the gate stirred,

The adepts from Mo Da, Thunder Martial Arts Gym, and Furious Bear Martial Arts Gym all activated their abilities, faces tense.

At that very moment, a towering figure two-point-two meters tall emerged from the base,

His eyes gleaming with brilliant dragon-like vertical pupils.

"This form—you're definitely Daxia's S-rank! Tell me, where is our Holy Maiden?!"

Shankou, second-in-command of Tianyu Daochang, didn't strike first—he demanded answers instead:

"If you hand over the Holy Maiden, Tianyu Daochang may spare your life!"

"Holy Maiden? So Sakura Rin's disappearance is tied to Xu Jingming!"

"Of course—how else would he get so many exam crystals?"

"I thought he was only a low-tier fourth-rank? How did he pull this off?"

"Used some hidden cards or hired assassins, maybe—but Daxia's S-rank is recklessly bold.

Even daring to touch Tianyu Daochang's Holy Maiden—he's probably doomed."

"..."

Around the base, over a dozen sixth-rank adepts had not left.

These adepts came from different nations—some from Gaoli, some from Myanmar, even some Black Africans.

Upon hearing this shocking news from Shankou, many wore expressions of astonishment.

Yet facing Shankou's accusation,

Xu Jingming showed no panic—instead, he smirked, mocking:

"Holy Maiden? Sorry—I already killed her."

"Baka! You're asking for death!"

Though he'd anticipated this outcome, hearing it confirmed from Xu Jingming's lips

Made Shankou's heart burn with furious rage!

Unable to contain his killing intent any longer, he roared:

"Everyone—attack!"

He'd already arranged his tactics earlier; now that he gave the order,

The eight sixth-rank adepts from Mo Da and the two martial arts gyms

Were instantly surrounded by eleven sixth-rank adepts from Tianyu Daochang and dozens of remaining fifth-rank adepts.

Meanwhile, Shankou himself activated his enhancement-type ability, lunging at Xu Jingming like a ferocious tiger!

"Bad! We're trapped!"

"Xu Jingming—run!"

Qin Zheng and others from Thunder Martial Arts Gym panicked; Xiao Nan from Mo Da shouted loudly:

"Xu Jingming, activate your protective talisman! Wait for us to break through and rescue you!"

They all knew Xu Jingming had won a sixth-grade protective talisman in the National University League.

Once activated, it would buy him more time.

Yet Xu Jingming stood motionless, as if he hadn't heard Xiao Nan's cry.

"Scared stiff? Daxia's S-rank is nothing but a joke!"

Shankou sneered, closing the distance to Xu Jingming, raising his battle blade:

"You'll die for the Holy Maiden! Cold Soul Slash!"

Cold Soul Slash!

Shankou had trained this S-rank combat technique for over twenty years—his mastery reached the advanced level!

Now unleashed, amplified by his formidable blood qi,

The sharp blade flashed a chilling gleam through the air, slashing toward Xu Jingming's neck!

Clearly aiming to sever his head in one blow!

"Is this your strongest technique? Too slow..."

With blood qi exceeding 8, 00, mental strength over 6, 00, and full enhancement from Thunder Extreme State,

Xu Jingming merely sidestepped—easily dodging the slash.

"What?! He dodged?!"

Shankou never imagined his sixth-rank technique could be evaded by a mere high-tier fourth-rank adept!

In shock, he saw Xu Jingming's spear wreathed in dazzling golden lightning,

Radiating terrifying, violent energy.

"Lightning Gale Break!"

Swish—

The spear, wrapped in golden lightning, shot forward, exploding into Shankou's widening pupils!

Fast!

Utterly fast!

So fast that Shankou had no time to react—the spear pierced his skull with thunderous force!

Crackling—

The spear tip burst through the back of his skull.

Then lightning exploded—Shankou's head burst open like a watermelon!

Spurt—

Crimson blood erupted from him like a blooming flower.

Shankou's headless corpse collapsed lifelessly.

Hum—

The black spear retracted, shaken hard; with a metallic clang, every drop of blood was flung clean from the tip.

"A rabble of fools, trying to kill me? Just suicide."

Xu Jingming's brilliant golden dragon eyes held boundless coldness.

He didn't spare another glance at Shankou's corpse; thunder rumbled as he moved.

He gripped his long spear and charged toward the Tianyu Daochang psychics besieging Qin Zheng and others.