Chapter 588: Little White

The moment after the masked person vanished.

A figure flashed out silently from behind Wang Jianqiang.

The masked person looked at Wang Jianqiang's back, a flash of mockery appearing in the eyes beneath the mask.

This Wang Jianqiang's cultivation had actually reached the Eighth-Order Will Stage.

While being an Alchemist, he also possessed such astonishing talent in cultivation.

He was indeed a shocking prodigy.

It was just a pity.

The gap between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Spirit Transformation Stage was like a natural chasm.

An Eighth-Order Will Stage Cultivator was still just a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

They could not cross this chasm!

Furthermore.

He had broken through to the Spirit Transformation Stage nearly a hundred years ago; he was not someone a newly transformed Cultivator could compare to.

"It's over."

He formed his palm into a claw and swiped toward Wang Jianqiang's heart.

The instant he swiped toward Wang Jianqiang.

Five mysterious runes suddenly flashed on Wang Jianqiang's body, and he turned around to throw a punch.

The moment his fist was thrown, the five mysterious runes flew around his fist as if they possessed a spirit, then merged into it.

The next moment.

This world seemed to tremble suddenly.

The masked person froze in mid-air for an instant, then exploded with a boom.

"This is impossible!"

Amidst a horrified scream.

A Nascent Soul flew out from the masked person's exploded physical body, the gaze directed at Wang Jianqiang filled with disbelief.

Although he had not used his full strength due to underestimating his opponent, nor had he taken many precautions.

But...

He was a Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivator!

Even so, wanting to crush a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator to death should have been easy.

But what was this situation?

It was one thing that Wang Jianqiang hadn't been crushed to death.

But he himself had been blasted apart instead!!!

A Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator actually possessed such powerful strength!

Boom~~

Just at this moment.

A rumbling sound suddenly came from another direction.

Wang Jianqiang turned his head to look.

That was...

The direction of the Alchemy Hall.

The Alchemy Hall had also been attacked.

His expression flickered.

He looked back at the masked person's Nascent Soul and swiped his palm toward it.

A five-colored palm glowing with blue flames appeared and grabbed the masked person's Nascent Soul.

"No!"

"Help~"

Tyrannical power accompanied by terrifying high temperatures squeezed in.

The masked person's Nascent Soul suffered heavy damage instantly, and a shrill scream erupted from its mouth.

A moment later.

The screaming vanished.

Wang Jianqiang moved his mind, and the five-colored palm dissipated.

The masked person's Nascent Soul had already lost consciousness and fallen into a coma.

He waved his hand and put away the masked person's Nascent Soul.

His figure flashed.

He appeared beside Jiang Xuan in the distance.

"There are still two Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivators, one Spirit Severing Mid Stage, and one Spirit Transformation Late Stage Cultivator at the Alchemy Hall."

"The experts of the Qian Yu Trading Firm have all left, and they cannot stop them."

"We must escape the Qian Yu Trading Firm."

Wang Jianqiang's grave voice rang in Jiang Xuan's ears.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Jiang Xuan nodded without hesitation.

Hearing this, Wang Jianqiang took her hand.

He moved his mind.

The space ahead began to fluctuate.

He was just about to step into it.

Hum!

A streak of Spirit Light suddenly swept across.

The fluctuating space was instantly smoothed out.

Wang Jianqiang's expression tightened, and he looked all around.

Four figures flashed out silently, surrounding him and Jiang Xuan in the middle.

To think they arrived so quickly!

This is bad!

Seeing this scene, Wang Jianqiang's heart sank.

After the four masked men appeared, their auras locked directly onto the two of them.

That Spirit Transformation Late Stage Cultivator looked behind him.

On the ground, there were bloodstains, and the lingering aura of their companion had not yet dissipated.

He frowned and looked at Wang Jianqiang, "You actually killed a Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivator; it seems we underestimated you."

They had rushed over immediately after hearing their companion's cry for help.

They hadn't expected to be a step too late after all.

Hearing this, the gazes of the other three became increasingly cold.

Sensing the killing intent of the four, Wang Jianqiang's eyes flickered, and he said with a chuckle, "Everyone, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

"Wang has always been honest and law-abiding, and I have only just arrived at Tianyue City; I don't seem to have offended any of you, right?"

"If there is truly any offense, we can open our hearts and have a good talk."

"Why must we resort to fighting and killing?"

"Are you trying to stall for time?"

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, the Spirit Transformation Late Stage masked man sneered, "Although the experts of the Qian Yu Trading Firm have all left, they can send a message to the Jiang Family. The Jiang Family experts can arrive within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn via the Transmission Array."

"Do you think I would be foolish enough to fall for your trick?"

"Attack!"

After saying this, he did not give Wang Jianqiang the slightest time to react.

The Spiritual Power on his body erupted without reservation.

At the same time.

The other three masked men also launched attacks against Wang Jianqiang and Jiang Xuan with all their might.

Although the two were only Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

The fall of their companion was right before their eyes.

They did not know how the two had killed their companion in such a short time.

Nor did they want to know.

They only wanted to kill this Wang Jianqiang as quickly as possible and complete the mission of this operation.

Tyrannical power struck from all directions simultaneously.

The attacks had not yet arrived.

The terrifying pressure alone made Jiang Xuan's face turn pale.

Wang Jianqiang's expression was grave.

With his current strength, if he went all out, he might be able to defeat a Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivator head-on.

But there was still a significant gap compared to the Spirit Transformation Mid Stage.

Facing the combined attack of these four—two Spirit Transformation Stage, one Spirit Transformation Mid Stage, and one Spirit Transformation Late Stage—there was simply no chance.

But if he were to just sit and wait for death...

He couldn't do it!

His Origin Soul Blood was in the Great Wilderness Immortal Palace, so even if he died, he could be resurrected using the Blood Rebirth Supernatural Ability.

But Jiang Xuan only had one life.

"System, add all Cultivation Points to the Years Sacred Body."

As his thought moved.

The mysterious runes on his body instantly increased from five to eight.

His figure shook.

This world trembled along with it.

The attacks of those two Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivators instantly collapsed.

The attack of that Spirit Transformation Mid Stage Cultivator trembled violently, its power dissipating by more than half.

As for the attack of that Spirit Transformation Late Stage Cultivator, it merely paused before continuing to strike, having not been affected in the slightest.

"As expected, it's still not enough."

Wang Jianqiang looked at Jiang Xuan, a look of helplessness appearing on his face.

If his cultivation could reach the Spirit Transformation Stage, it would be easy to take Jiang Xuan and escape from these people.

But now.

He was, after all, only at the Eighth-Order Will Stage.

The gap between him and these people was too great.

Sensing Wang Jianqiang's gaze.

Jiang Xuan looked toward Wang Jianqiang, his face not revealing the slightest trace of fear.

Instead, a faint smile hung upon it.

"Daoist Friend Wang, being able to die together with you is actually quite fine."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianqiang fell silent.

Two attacks, one from the left and one from the right, had already appeared less than ten zhang away from them.

In the next moment, they would descend.

Just as Wang Jianqiang's heart was filled with unwillingness.

On his finger.

A silver light suddenly shone.

Immediately following.

A tyrannical force suddenly surged into his body.

At the same time.

A familiar voice rang out in Wang Jianqiang's mind.

"Do not resist."

Hearing this voice, Wang Jianqiang was startled.

Then, his eyes lit up.

"Xiaobai!"