Chapter 626: It

"Eighth-rank Grand Master! It's the leader of the Butterfly Cult!"

Ling Shuang's face lit up as she sensed the middle-aged man's aura, her slender, porcelain-white finger pointing remotely:

"Spatial lockdown!"

Hum—

In an instant, the space around the Butterfly Cult leader was completely sealed off!

The pink blood chains snapped; the leader's face turned ashen.

Boom!!

Terrifying high-temperature flames erupted—he was a Fire Grand Master!

Yet the flames were utterly trapped within the surrounding space, unable to leak out at all.

Even his movements went unnoticed by everyone, including Mike.

"Huh? So this is what getting caught looks like?" Xu Jing stared blankly at the scene.

This seems a bit too easy, doesn't it?

"This guy's just a low-tier eighth-rank Grand Master, and his ability seems no higher than B-class.

He must've used some trick to break into the eighth rank—his combat power is weak.

His flames can't even break through my spatial lockdown; naturally, he's helpless."

Ling Shuang shook her head and explained softly.

"Whoa, so if you can't break the spatial lockdown, you're stuck in there forever?"

Xu Jing sucked in a sharp breath.

That's terrifying—completely no way to fight back.

"Spatial abilities are rare to begin with; this trick isn't much."

Ling Shuang said coolly.

Yet the slight upward curve of her red lips clearly showed she enjoyed Xu Jing's astonishment.

"Hey, you over there—where's your woman? I want your woman!

I don't want Elena anymore; just give me your woman, and I'll let you go!"

Though old, Sam still had strong combat power; surrounded by so many women, he still couldn't stop lusting after Ling Shuang.

"It's not about letting you go—it's about whether you'll live!"

With the cult leader captured, Xu Jing no longer had to hold back.

His gaze turned icy; brilliant golden lightning surged forth!

Crackling—

In an instant, the pink mist in the hall was replaced by golden lightning.

"Ah! What's going on?!"

"That's the Butterfly Cult leader—what happened to him?!"

"Why did the ritual stop? I was at the critical moment!"

"......"

The pink mist vanished; the people in the hall regained their senses, no longer shielded by its veil.

Only then did they realize the Butterfly Cult leader had already entered the hall.

And he was roaring in a bizarre, unnatural posture.

Crimson flames raged, yet no sound reached their ears.

As if the two sides existed in entirely different spatial layers.

What shocked them even more was that violent golden lightning now filled the entire hall.

Each flash of lightning carried a terrifying, heart-stopping surge of energy.

"This..."

Gazing at Xu Jing, wreathed in lightning, Old Sam swallowed hard.

He could feel the terrifying aura radiating from the man.

"Huh? Why aren't you talking anymore?" Xu Jing smirked.

"Garden! Hardy! Save me!" Sam shouted immediately.

Boom!!

Hearing his cry, the two bodyguards guarding outside—both sixth-rank peak ability users—charged in with their full power.

But golden lightning flashed, and violent thunder struck them directly.

In an instant, both were reduced to charred corpses, collapsing lifelessly to the floor.

"How is this possible?! You're only a mid-tier sixth-rank ability user!"

Old Sam nearly popped his eyeballs out.

These two sixth-rank peak ability users were his carefully chosen elite!

Together, they could hold their own against a low-tier seventh-rank Grand Master.

Yet now, they'd been obliterated by a single bolt of lightning—he never imagined this!

"Who said a mid-tier sixth-rank can't instantly kill a peak sixth-rank?"

Xu Jing's facial muscles shifted, restoring his true appearance.

Everyone realized—he wasn't a thirty-year-old man at all, but a youth around twenty!

More importantly, they all recognized him!

"Xu Jing from Great Xia! SS-rank Lightning ability awakener! He's here?!"

"So it's him—no wonder he's so powerful."

The Global Genius Exchange Tournament had only ended a month ago.

Most people present knew this brilliant prodigy from Great Xia, who had dazzled everyone in the tournament.

"Xu Jing? It's you."

Old Sam's face turned pale.

Now he understood—this man had come here specifically for the Butterfly Cult.

He shoved away the naked women around him and knelt, trembling with fear:

"Spare... spare me! I only attended the Butterfly Cult gathering!

I have nothing to do with them—I'm the procurement chief of the Silver Moon Trading Company!

Let me go, and you'll gain my friendship!"

Procurement chief was a core position in the Silver Moon Trading Company.

Building ties with him could mean a huge profit.

But Xu Jing, already close to Ailin, had zero interest in Old Sam.

Besides, the man had insulted Teacher Ling.

"Teacher Ling, is it okay if I kill someone?" Xu Jing asked Ling Shuang.

The people in the hall only then realized the "exquisite woman" they'd admired moments ago.

Now radiated a terrifying aura!

She was none other than Xu Jing's mentor—an eighth-rank ability user!

Everyone silently gasped in shock.

Thank goodness they hadn't spoken out of turn like Old Sam—otherwise, they'd be the ones suffering!

"Do as you wish," Ling Shuang said coolly.

From the moment Sam opened his mouth, she had already sentenced him to death in her mind.

"Got it."

Sizz—

A bolt of golden lightning, as thick as a bowl's mouth, pierced straight through Old Sam's left heart.

Boom!!

Old Sam collapsed, his life force fading rapidly.

On his face remained an expression of utter disbelief.

He never imagined Xu Jing would kill him on the spot—with not even a moment's hesitation.

Crackling—

Lightning surged, completely erasing Old Sam's corpse into a pile of black ash.

"I am Ling Shuang, Chief Supervisor of Thunder Martial Hall. Everyone, put your clothes on!"

"I came here primarily for the Butterfly Cult, but all of you must undergo investigation—you may not leave."

Ling Shuang's clear, melodious voice rang out as spatial power spread.

The entire Hinton Hotel hall was sealed—no one could escape.

Beside her, Ailina, stunned by the sudden turn of events, had regained her composure.

Her gaze toward Xu Jing burned with fervor.

Lei Di!

Number One of the Global Genius Tournament!

Before the fall of the Westland Kingdom, she had been Xu Jing's die-hard fan.

He never expected that his first encounter with his idol would be under such circumstances.