Chapter 1069: The Cultivator with the Surname Ye

The six Sea Clan cultivators looked at each other and swallowed hard.

A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in their hearts.

Watching that figure flying far away, Wang Jianqiang revealed a look of surprise on his face, "To be able to take a punch with thirty percent of my physical strength and not die, your physical strength is not weak."

He was just preparing to pursue that Sea Giant.

His brows suddenly furrowed.

He turned his head to look aside and discovered that the six Sea Clan Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators had actually fled.

"Want to escape?"

"Did you ask your daddy me?"

Wang Jianqiang let out a cackling laugh.

He directly abandoned the pursuit of the blue Sea Giant and instead chased after the Sea Clan cultivator closest to him.

Boom~

A moment later.

Accompanied by a booming sound.

That Sea Clan cultivator exploded.

Both the physical body and the Nascent Soul exploded simultaneously, and the soul was completely destroyed.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a Transformation Stage cultivator, Primordial Spirit Origin Fragment +1."

Inside his mind, as the system notification sound rang out, Wang Jianqiang had already charged out again.

Like a ghost, he pursued the next Sea Clan Spirit Transformation cultivator.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Following the successive booming sounds.

All six Spirit Transformation Stage Sea Clan cultivators were slaughtered by Wang Jianqiang.

Only at this moment.

Did that Sea Giant Clan cultivator who had been sent flying by his punch finally dissipate the tyrannical force on his body.

He steadied his body, panting heavily.

During his flight backward.

He had witnessed the miserable deaths of his companions entirely.

The scenes of his six Spirit Transformation Stage companions being easily slaughtered by Wang Jianqiang like swatting flies made his heart beat violently.

That terrifying scene left him trembling with fear.

After steadying his body, he did not dare to hesitate in the slightest.

He turned around, intending to flee into the distance.

Whoosh~

Just at this moment.

A Golden Light suddenly flashed and arrived.

A fist grew larger and larger in his eyes.

"It's over!"

A sense of despair filled his heart.

Even in his peak state, he had been nearly crippled by a single punch.

In his current state, there was simply no possibility of blocking this strike.

Facing this punch, he no longer had any path to survival.

Thinking of this, he instead calmed down.

He flipped his palm, and a blue Jade Bead appeared in his hand.

Wang Jianqiang keenly noticed his small movement.

His heart stirred.

Within this Jade Bead, there were no overly intense power fluctuations; it did not look like an offensive or defensive Magic Treasure.

It looked more like a communication-type Magic Treasure.

Thinking of this, his expression flickered.

The fist that was about to land on the opponent suddenly slowed by a fraction.

This deceleration was extremely faint and very difficult to detect.

Even this Sea Giant Clan cultivator did not notice it in the slightest.

But it was precisely this tiny reduction in speed that allowed this Sea Giant Clan cultivator to successfully crush the Jade Bead in his hand.

The next instant.

Wang Jianqiang's fist landed on him.

His body exploded with a bang, and his Nascent Soul was also torn to shreds by the power surging into his body.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a Spirit Transformation Stage Perfection cultivator, Primordial Spirit Origin Fragment +3."

In his mind, the system notification sound came again.

Wang Jianqiang's gaze shifted and landed on the other Sea Clan cultivators.

Wen Ya and Long Er were completely slaughtering these Nascent Soul Stage and Golden Core Stage Sea Clan members.

Originally, these Sea Clan members had already been somewhat terrified by the two of them.

But because they had their Spirit Transformation Stage companions as a backup, they had always held onto a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Only then did they preserve a shred of courage, and the ranks did not collapse.

Now, following the fall of the eight Spirit Transformation Stage Sea Clan cultivators.

These Sea Clan cultivators fell into complete panic, no longer actively attacking Wen Ya and Long Er.

Instead, they fled in terror like headless flies.

Because of this, the slaughter by Wen Ya and Long Er immediately became somewhat easier.

Later, Wang Jianqiang also joined the battlefield.

Wang Huohuo erupted through his body, transforming into a massive ball of deep blue flames that enveloped him.

Above the flames, streaks of tiny fire continuously separated and shot outward.

Any Sea Clan member touched by the flames instantly burned and vaporized, without the slightest power to resist.

Half an hour later.

The battle ceased.

Not a single member of the Sea Clan army escaped; all were wiped out by the three of them.

Long Er's figure flashed, appearing beside Wang Jianqiang, "Should we go into the city to see if there are any remaining Sea Clan members?"

Wang Jianqiang looked toward Wenxian City, Golden Light flickering in his eyes; a moment later, the Golden Light in his eyes vanished, and he shook his head, "No need, the Sea Clan cultivators have already been slaughtered to the last."

"Since that is the case, then let us leave."

"The Sect Master is still waiting for you in the sect."

Wen Ya flew over and spoke softly.

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "Alright, let's go."

As he spoke, he was about to turn around when his expression suddenly shifted, and he stopped his steps again.

"What is it?"

Wen Ya and Long Er looked at Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang looked toward the ground in the distance, Golden Light surging in his eyes once more; the next moment, he grabbed with his palm.

Boom~

The earth split open, and a figure flew out from underground, crashing to the ground.

"It is a member of the Human Race."

Wen Ya and Long Er's expressions shifted.

Wang Jianqiang nodded and landed beside that figure.

After looking for a moment, he frowned, "The injuries are too severe, there is no saving them."

Having said that, he turned to leave.

"Wai~~wait~~"

"I~can~still~~be saved~"

Just as Wang Jianqiang turned, that figure seemed to be stimulated, struggling with all their might to open their eyes, their voice hoarse.

Wang Jianqiang's steps paused, and he turned his head to look.

Seeing Wang Jianqiang cast his gaze back, a flash of joy appeared in the figure's eyes, and they said in a voice so weak it was almost imperceptible, "Save~save me~"

"The Spirit-Nurturing Yang Pill can, can save me~~"

"A Level 5 Mid-Grade Alchemist Pill, the Spirit-Nurturing Yang Pill? You have one?" Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow.

"I~do~not~"

"But~if you could~help~~"

"Bullshit~"

Before the words had even finished falling, Wang Jianqiang immediately interrupted with a sneer, "If you don't have one, why are you wasting your breath? You want Ye to go find one for you?"

"Who the hell are you? The Spirit-Nurturing Yang Pill is so precious that even selling you wouldn't be worth the price; I am no sucker."

Having said that, Wang Jianqiang spat a mouthful of saliva onto their face.

He turned to look at Wen Ya and Long Er, "Let's go."

With that, the three of them shot into the sky.

On the ground.

That weak human figure struggled to lift their head, staring fixedly at the retreating back.

Thinking of the vile attitude of that cultivator surnamed Ye and the other's disdainful words, a flash of resentment flickered in their eyes.