Chapter 961: 961. Chapter 959: The Treasure Worth a City

961. Chapter 959: The Treasure Worth a City

Whoosh!

Lu Yuan touched the ground with his toe, and his body leapt up suddenly.

In an instant, he rose several meters, stepping on the surrounding dense forest branches and leaves, he shot through the air at great speed.

"Such speed, he can actually fly?"

This sight made the two black-clothed men's eyes widen.

"Ah, he is here..."

Suddenly, one of the black-clothed men narrowed his eyes and let out a low shout.

Immediately, he took out a white jade pendant from his bosom and threw it forward.

Buzz~~ The jade pendant rapidly expanded in the air, becoming palm-sized, hovering above his head and bursting out brilliant, dazzling light.

Immediately, the light enveloped the black-clothed man, and his entire body vanished without a trace.

"Escape Talisman!" Lu Yuan's gaze sank, his eyes turning cold.

"Is this... an Escape Talisman?"

The masked black-clothed man beside him staggered, seemingly recognizing the talisman, a flicker of shock crossing his eyes.

"An Escape Talisman—who exactly are they?" At that, Lu Yuan himself was taken aback.

He remembered clearly that such talismans were worth a city, usually possessed only by wealthy families—how could they be casually discarded? "Damn it!"

A flash of anger passed through Lu Yuan's eyes.

Those two fellows used the Escape Talisman, obviously trying to flee.

"Get out here!" Lu Yuan snorted coldly, extending his right hand as true essence surged forth.

Boom~~ Instantly, a mighty, vast suction and pulling force erupted, sweeping in all directions.

"Pop pop pop!" The next moment, the dense forest ahead suddenly exploded.

"Thud!"

The two masked men collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, gravely injured, on the brink of death.

"Who are you, and why did you ambush me?" Lu Yuan walked over, looking down at them as he asked.

"You... who are you? Why is your strength so formidable?" The two stared at Lu Yuan, faces full of dread.

The might of Lu Yuan's previous move completely terrified them, nearly causing them to collapse on the spot.

Fortunately, they used the Escape Talisman to instantly teleport out of that forest; otherwise, they would surely have died today.

"Tell me your origins and names." Lu Yuan said coldly, killing intent permeating the air.

These two are not weak, especially the leader, who has reached a terrifyingly high realm—certainly not ordinary folk.

"Hmph! I am Wang Yong, Captain of the Guard of Qin Manor in Bei Ling Jun Cheng. Dare kill me, and Qin Manor will have you cut to pieces!" Wang Yong snarled ferociously.

His eyes stared fixedly at Lu Yuan, burning with hatred.

"Qin Manor?" Hearing that, Lu Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes—he never expected these people to be sent by the Qin Clan of Bei Ling Jun Cheng to kill him.

"You are indeed from the Qin Clan." Lu Yuan's gaze turned icy, killing intent glinting in his eyes.

"You'd better know that!" Wang Yong sneered.

"I originally intended to take your dogs' lives to comfort my father's loneliness on the Yellow Springs Road. Now I've changed my mind." Lu Yuan grinned, his eyes brimming with fierce killing intent.

"Hahaha, do you think a single sentence can make the Qin Clan let you off? You're foolish—I advise you to surrender obediently, or don't blame me for using ruthless means." Wang Yong burst into laughter.

The Qin Clan is a prominent, well-known great family in Bei Ling Jun Cheng.

Don't look at Lu Yuan's earlier nonchalant demeanor—Wang Yong knew he was afraid, which is why he said that to buy time.

"Is that so?" Lu Yuan snorted coldly, too lazy to waste words on such ants, and shot forward.

Whoosh! In an instant, his form swelled into a giant over three meters tall, fists swinging as he smashed down at Wang Yong. Thud—Wang Yong, caught off guard, couldn't block in an instant, was flung sideways, smashing through several uneven trees, looking miserable.

Blood trickled from his nose and mouth, his eyes filled with deep shock: "Impossible... you're only at the early eighth stage of the Body Refining Realm—how could your flesh reach five meters in height? This is unscientific..."

"Science? You must have water in your brain—I live openly in this world, where would science come from?" Lu Yuan scoffed.

Wang Yong gritted his teeth, his heart brimming with vengeful hatred.

He was not lying.

But he had clearly just felt that Lu Yuan's physical strength had reached that level.

He had never heard of such a thing.

He felt indignant and stifled.

"Since you are of the Qin Clan, I cannot let you live." A hint of cold killing intent curled at the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth.

He raised his hand and seized Wang Yong's throat, lifting him up.

Crack!

Lu Yuan's arm muscles tensed, bones creaking with a series of cracks as they broke inch by inch.

Crack crack crack crack—Next, Lu Yuan exerted force with his palm, directly crushing his throat.

Wang Yong's eyes glazed over, all vitality gone, he slumped limp to the ground, breathing no more.

"A mere peak, and you dare try to kill me? You're asking for death!" Lu Yuan glanced at Wang Yong indifferently and shook his head.

Had his physical strength not broken through to five meters, he likely would have capsized in a gutter just moments ago.

His physical strength breaking through to five meters made him far stronger than an ordinary person.

Moreover, his cultivation had reached a terrifyingly high level, making his combat power even greater.

Although these two assassins were strong, they could not match him, and he easily slew them.

Whoosh~ Lu Yuan took the storage rings from their bodies.

These storage rings were the identity symbols of that band of assassins.

As for the spirit stones, medicinal pills, weapons and such on their persons, Lu Yuan didn't care for them at all.

Regarding this, Lu Yuan felt quite relieved; he had still worried that these assassins would have no money or spirit stones.

These things are now enough to sustain him for a long time.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged and took several healing pills.

As these pills entered his belly, he felt his wounds healing at a visible speed, and in less than the time to finish a cup of tea, his injuries were completely healed.

"Huh, how did my spiritual power increase so much?"

Lu Yuan sensed his bodily condition, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

Logically, after this heavy injury, his spiritual power should have suffered considerable loss.

But at this moment, Lu Yuan felt his spiritual power becoming more refined and also vaster.

"Could it be the effect of the Thunder Controlling Technique?" Lu Yuan speculated.

According to the Thunder Controlling Technique, upon reaching the Perfection Realm, one can fuse soul with lightning, producing a qualitative change, doubling the power of soul attacks.

Lu Yuan has only just begun, and he has not yet felt the presence of thunderous power.

Even so, he believes that if this state continues, he will eventually reach it.

"I have already reached it, and my physical strength has also broken through to five meters; I am only a step away from the Marrow Tempering Realm. I wonder what special effects this black iron token has?" Lu Yuan thought, and took out the black iron token.

The token is about the size of a palm, entirely blackish-brown, with a lifelike dragon carved on its surface, exuding an ancient, weathered aura. (End of chapter)