Chapter 797: Can

'Ding, slain one fourth-rank lower-tier Blood Deity emissary, Psychic Points +1000.'

'Ding~~, slain one fourth-rank mid-tier Blood Deity emissary, Psychic Points +1500.'

'......'

A continuous series of system alerts rang out in Xu Jingming's mind.

Among those two hundred-plus people, there were actually fourteen Blood Deity emissaries!

Third-rank, fourth-rank, fifth-rank—all of them. This wave netted him a total of 24, 00 Psychic Points.

'Xu Jingming?!'

Lu Wenliang, shrouded in a hooded robe, immediately recognized Xu Jingming's identity.

BOOM!!

His furious blood qi erupted violently; without hesitation, he turned and fled.

If Xu Jingming was here, it meant his identity was exposed—he had to escape immediately!

Because he knew this might not be just Xu Jingming alone; there were likely other strong figures nearby!

'Lu Wenliang, you can't escape! Thunderbolt Technique!'

ZZZT!!

A golden thunderbolt, piercing heaven and earth, slammed toward Lu Wenliang.

Simultaneously, golden lightning flickered as Xu Jingming, adorned with the Ultimate Radiant Thunder Ring, flared his Thunder Dragon Wings slightly.

His entire body became a golden phantom, hurtling toward Lu Wenliang.

As for the sixth-rank High Pontiff of the Heavenly Fate Cult, he had already been obliterated by a single casually thrown Thunder Spear.

Lu Wenliang was an A-rank Enhancement-type Psychic, and as he activated his ability, a thick barrier of blood qi enveloped and protected him.

HISS—

The thunder struck the blood qi barrier, steaming crimson heat rising from the impact.

Lu Wenliang suffered no injury, but his escape speed slowed slightly.

At that moment, Xu Jingming's massive Heaven-Defying Halberd, wreathed in golden thunder, arrived!

WHOOSH—

The sharp blade carved a golden trajectory through the air, like fire, slashing violently toward Lu Wenliang!

'You dare fight me head-on? Suicide!'

A cruel grin surfaced beneath Lu Wenliang's hood.

He knew Xu Jingming had slain an eighth-rank lower-tier Blood Deity emissary.

But he was no eighth-rank lower-tier—he was stronger: eighth-rank mid-tier!

And he was an Enhancement-type Psychic!

How could Xu Jingming possibly choose close combat against him?

He reversed his grip, and a broad battle blade materialized in his right hand.

He didn't dodge—he chose direct collision, slashing his blade, wreathed in furious blood qi, like lightning!

CLANG!!

A deafening collision rang out—but not the crushing dominance Lu Wenliang expected.

Instead, a colossal force traveled up the blade, hurling him backward with a THUD!

'Your strength is stronger than mine?'

Lu Wenliang was stunned; his entire worldview felt shattered.

But Xu Jingming said nothing; his dragon eyes radiated icy killing intent.

The Celestial Thunder swirling around his body grew even more violent.

The next instant, under terrifying pressure, a colossal golden thunder finger descended from the sky.

Thunder God Finger!!

Thunder surged everywhere; the radiant finger descended like divine retribution upon the recoiling Lu Wenliang.

'Xu Jingming, you forced me into this!'

A beast-like roar erupted as Lu Wenliang's already eighth-rank mid-tier aura surged violently upward!

At that exact moment, the Thunder God Finger slammed into him!

BOOM BOOM BOOM~~~

Fierce thunder raged; the celestial thunder had solidified into liquid lightning.

Lightning splashed onto the ground, blasting blackened craters into the solid earth.

The ground trembled, moaning in agony.

Yet Lu Wenliang, the direct target, showed not a single wound.

His aura had climbed to eighth-rank upper-tier.

The thick, furious crimson blood qi shielded him completely, blocking all damage from the Thunder God Finger.

After activating the Blood Deity Secret Art, grotesque horns erupted from his skull, piercing through his hood.

His swollen body stretched his robe taut.

He gave up pretense, ripped off his robe, and revealed a monstrous face.

Even with the Enhancement-type Psychic ability and Blood Deity Secret Art, his face was unrecognizable.

But Xu Jingming still recognized him—he was indeed Lu Wenliang from the dossier.

But it made no difference to him; he only wanted Psychic Points—whether this man was Lu Wenliang or not was irrelevant.

With the Blood Deity Secret Art, Lu Wenliang's power had nearly quadrupled, reaching eighth-rank upper-tier!

With his powerful spiritual sense sweeping outward, he detected Yang Yao and Catherine hiding atop the building.

Every square meter within four thousand meters was within his perception.

Yet he detected no other aura above eighth-rank.

'Only you?' Lu Wenliang finally realized.

The next instant came boundless humiliation and rage.

An eighth-rank mid-tier Red Pontiff of the Heavenly Fate Cult had been scared into flight by a seventh-rank mid-tier?

Even if he was an SS-rank, it was unacceptable!

'Xu Jingming, if you want to die, don't blame me!'

PLOP!!

The ground shattered beneath Lu Wenliang's foot.

Using the powerful recoil, he became a phantom, dashing toward Xu Jingming.

AOOO—

A sound like a dragon's roar echoed.

His battle blade emitted a terrifying aura of danger, slashing like lightning toward Xu Jingming's neck!

Flash Dragon Slash!

Enhancement-type SS-rank combat technique!

Its power was formidable!

He had once used this technique to slay an eighth-rank Grand Master of equal rank.

If it landed, Xu Jingming would die without fail.

But only if it landed.

Xu Jingming merely sidestepped slightly—and evaded effortlessly.

BOOM!!

The crimson blood qi extending from the blade exploded past Xu Jingming's body.

The ground was split open by a crack two or three meters deep.

BOOM BOOM BOOM~~~

That wasn't all—the sharp residual blood qi, like blade energy, slammed into a residential building behind.

It sliced the building in half, causing it to collapse violently.

Fortunately, after the Heavenly Fate Cult gathering began, Yang Yao had already arranged for the Public Security Bureau to secretly evacuate nearby residents.

Otherwise, this single strike would have killed or injured at least a hundred people!

This was the terrifying power of an eighth-rank upper-tier Grand Master.

Left unchecked, he could destroy an entire bustling city within a single day.

'He dodged?'

Lu Wenliang couldn't believe Xu Jingming's reaction speed was that fast!

He slashed again, refusing to accept it.

But Xu Jingming had already activated Phantom Thunder Step and Mind Net.

With the enhancement of an S+-rank mobility technique and an SS-rank perception technique,

Despite Lu Wenliang's frenzied strikes, he could not land a single hit on Xu Jingming!

To Yang Yao and Catherine on the rooftop, every slash barely missed Xu Jingming.

It looked as if Lu Wenliang was deliberately avoiding the strike.

But they knew—it wasn't that Lu Wenliang didn't want to hit him; it was that he couldn't.