Chapter 1008: Killing a Strong Enemy by Design

Hearing the system notification sound in his mind, the smile on Wang Jianqiang's face deepened a little.

He flipped his palm and put away the Nascent Soul in his hand.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and he quickly locked onto another Spirit Severing Mid Stage Cultivator.

He charged toward the direction where the other party was located.

Just as Wang Jianqiang beheaded that Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection Cultivator, in another direction.

A young man in white had already noticed him.

"Killing a Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection level Cultivator with Transformation Stage cultivation?"

"This child must be one of the geniuses of this Immortal Abandoned Land."

"A bit interesting~"

His gaze traversed the figures engaged in the great battle, looking remotely at Wang Jianqiang in the distance, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

Back when the Xuanming Dao Sect broke through the Boundary Wall Node of the Immortal Abandoned Land.

Among the Cultivators who invaded the Immortal Abandoned Land, most were rogue cultivators and Cultivators from other small factions attracted by the missions issued by the Xuanming Dao Sect.

There were very few Cultivators belonging to the Xuanming Dao Sect.

Especially among Cultivators below the Integration Stage, the proportion of Xuanming Dao Sect Cultivators was even smaller.

And he was one of those very few Xuanming Dao Sect Disciples.

Whoosh~

Suddenly, an attack struck.

His brows furrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

A burst of icy cold air permeated, and the incoming attack was instantly frozen in mid-air.

It was less than a zhang away from him.

His expression was calm, and he waved his hand casually.

Crack!

The solid ice in front of him, along with the attack inside, instantly collapsed.

Over a hundred zhang away, a Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection level Cultivator of the Immortal Abandoned Land had a drastic change in expression.

Subconsciously, he wanted to flee.

"Seeking death!"

His expression was icy, and he reached out his palm toward him.

The temperature around that Immortal Abandoned Land Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection Cultivator plummeted, frost instantly covered his body, his body seemed to be frozen stiff, and his speed dropped significantly.

Whoosh~

The young man in white flashed and appeared beside him.

He pressed his palm onto him.

Where the young man in white's palm touched, a layer of ice condensed, spreading to the entire body of that Immortal Abandoned Land Cultivator at an astonishing speed.

That Immortal Abandoned Land Cultivator struggled desperately, but it was to no avail.

Soon, he turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture and fell toward the ground.

The young man in white flicked his finger.

A streak of Spirit Light landed on the ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture shattered with a boom.

The body of the Immortal Abandoned Land Cultivator inside also exploded along with it.

He perished completely.

The young man in white sneered, his gaze locking onto Wang Jianqiang in the distance.

Cold Mist emerged from his body, shrouding him.

The next moment.

He charged out directly, heading straight for the area where Wang Jianqiang was.

Wherever he passed, any Cultivator who touched the Cold Mist on his body was frozen into an ice sculpture.

While the young man in white was charging toward Wang Jianqiang, Wang Jianqiang had already arrived beside the Spirit Severing Mid Stage Cultivator he had targeted.

He dealt with the opponent in a few quick moves.

He harvested another Nascent Soul and two Primordial Spirit Origin Fragments.

Just as he put away the Nascent Soul in his hand, his body suddenly felt cold, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

He frowned and looked in one direction.

Immediately, a mass of Cold Mist approaching at high speed appeared in his field of vision.

Inside the Cold Mist, it was hazy, and the scene could not be seen clearly.

But Wang Jianqiang could feel a pair of icy eyes within it.

Golden Light flashed in Wang Jianqiang's eyes.

Under the gaze of the Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze, he finally saw through that layer of Cold Mist and saw the young man in white inside.

At the same time, the other party's information appeared in his mind.

"The Artistic Conception has already reached Level 2; no wonder this person can lower the temperature around me to this extent with just a single glance."

Among Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection Cultivators, there are also gaps.

Just like the person he killed before, those who have not stepped into the stage of condensing Artistic Conception are just the weakest level.

The so-called condensing of will is to cultivate Intent Power and increase the level of Artistic Conception.

Artistic Conception is divided into nine levels and three stages.

Level 3 is Minor Accomplishment, Level 6 is Major Accomplishment, and Level 9 is Consummation.

This young man in white was a Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection Cultivator who possessed a Level 2 Artistic Conception.

Wang Jianqiang's gaze flickered, and he turned to dash in another direction.

"Want to escape?"

"Too late!"

The young man in white gave a cold laugh, and the Cold Mist around his body instantly detached and flew toward Wang Jianqiang.

In the midst of its flight, the Cold Mist rapidly converged into a long ice spear.

As if crossing space itself, it caught up to Wang Jianqiang's back in the blink of an eye.

Wang Jianqiang's expression tightened.

Black Tortoise Breath Concealment Art!

A Black Tortoise Phantom emerged, shrouding his body.

Ding!

The next moment.

The cold ice long spear descended and struck the Black Tortoise Phantom.

Crack!

Amidst a sound like shattering glass, a crack appeared on the Black Tortoise Phantom where it had been struck by the cold ice long spear.

Crack!

Crack!

After this crack appeared, it spread rapidly across the entire Black Tortoise Phantom like a plague.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Tortoise Phantom was covered in cracks.

Finally.

Accompanied by a booming sound, the Black Tortoise Phantom reached its limit and shattered.

The cold ice long spear, which had already had most of its power exhausted, shattered along with it.

Wang Jianqiang's body trembled, he let out a muffled groan, and he was sent flying backward.

"To think you could take a blow with seventy percent of my power; you do have some skill."

Just then, a cold voice suddenly entered Wang Jianqiang's mind.

Immediately after, Wang Jianqiang's vision blurred.

A figure in white flashed into view and tapped a finger against him.

His body exploded with a boom.

A Space Ring fell toward the ground.

The young man in white's gaze flashed.

He would not bother collecting the Space Ring of an ordinary Transformation Stage Cultivator.

But this person was different.

Such a heaven-defying talent might have some treasures on him.

Thinking of this, he moved his intent.

The Space Ring stopped falling and flew toward him.

He caught the Space Ring in his palm and looked around.

Seeing that the Cultivators of the Immortal Abandoned Land were all hiding far away, their faces full of wariness as they looked toward this place, not daring to approach.

A look of mockery rose on his face.

His Spirit Sense entered Wang Jianqiang's Space Ring to inspect it.

The grade of this Space Ring seemed very high, and the space within was extremely vast.

It was stuffed full of treasures.

He only took a casual glance and saw hundreds of treasures of astonishing value.

Each one was enough to trade for his entire net worth.

And this was merely a corner of this Space Ring.

Holy crap!

I'm rich!

He was plunged into extreme joy.

It was as if an ordinary mortal had won five million taels of gold, his brain going blank for a moment.

Just at the moment he was stunned.

A patch of Spirit Light suddenly converged into a figure beside him, and then, a chuckling voice entered his ears.

"Happy, aren't you?"

"Looking is enough, you really want it?"

The young man in white was startled, and he immediately came to his senses.

Yet before he could react, a palm had already pierced through his abdomen and pulled out his Nascent Soul.

Immediately after, a surge of Destruction Power flooded into his Nascent Soul.