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Chapter 1590

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Zhao Lao's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected that Ximen Wudi would bring such a shocking surprise this time!

Moreover, the opponent had produced a seal!

Zhao Lao knew his strength was sealed, and even his spiritual sense could not probe outside!

What an immensely powerful technique!

"What kind of seal is this? You little brat, where did you learn such a sinister method?"

Zhao Lao's voice turned utterly icy.

"You don't need to know!"

Ximen Wudi sneered and said: "Now, kneel down properly, kowtow and apologize—I might consider sparing you!"

"You little brat, dream on! Even if I die, I won't submit—and I won't kneel! Even in death, I'll take you with me!"

"Is that so? Then die!"

Ximen Wudi's face turned utterly dark, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.

Boom boom boom boom!

A violent sound erupted—Zhao Lao's head exploded outright, flesh and blood spraying everywhere!

……

"Zhao Lao, don't blame me for being ruthless—your grandson killed my brother; how could I possibly let him go?"

Storage Ring #1311

Ximen Wudi sighed, then collected Zhao Lao's storage ring and turned, heading straight into the valley's depths!

He had to find those treasures quickly!

The Zhao family had all been slaughtered by him; his plan was complete; the rest was no longer his concern!

Not long after, Ximen Wudi reached the depths of the Zhao family valley; he felt total darkness around him, yet felt no fear, for he had already broken through to the seventh layer of Soul Realm—dealing with this place was child's play!

"Hum!"

Ximen Wudi immediately activated the Divine Step technique, swiftly darting through the cave.

He had already decided: if danger arose, he'd flee immediately.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a tremendous crash echoed—before Ximen Wudi, the ground split into massive fissures, and then a corpse in a black robe fell to the ground!

It was Zhao Lao's corpse!

Ximen Wudi froze.

Zhao Lao was an ultimate powerhouse of Heaven Martial Realm eighth layer—how could he now die like an ant before his eyes?

"Could it be… Zhao Lao was killed by someone else?!"

Ximen Wudi frowned; he sensed something was terribly wrong.

"Could there really be someone in this world capable of killing a Heaven Martial Realm eighth layer powerhouse?"

"Impossible—if such a terrifying figure existed, why had no one ever heard of them before?"

Ximen Wudi was puzzled.

He couldn't fathom the reason!

"Could my assumption be wrong?"

Ximen Wudi frowned in thought.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, another thunderous roar came from afar, and an old woman appeared before Ximen Wudi, her face filled with fury as she glared at him.

Ximen Wudi's heart jolted!

It was a Semi-Saint!

He had encountered a Semi-Saint!

This was beyond Ximen Wudi's expectations—he knew there was a great array here, but never imagined a Semi-Saint was also present!

A Semi-Saint was a being stronger than Divine Martial Realm!

Zhao Lao had actually summoned such a terrifying entity!

It was unimaginable!

Ximen Wudi's face turned pale; his heart nearly stopped—he felt the terrifying aura radiating from her, and already felt the urge to retreat.

He hadn't expected Zhao Lao to be this powerful—to have summoned a Semi-Saint!

At this moment, the Semi-Saint's eyes flashed with icy killing intent.

Her figure lunged toward Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi's heart leapt.

Without hesitation, he spun around and tried to flee.

"Where are you running?"

But the Semi-Saint moved swiftly—in the blink of an eye, she caught up to Ximen Wudi and slammed her right hand down; instantly, a terrifying suction force surged from the air, binding Ximen Wudi—he struggled desperately, but could not break free.

"Damn it, why am I so unlucky?"

Ximen Wudi said bitterly.

"You little brat, I won't spare you!"

Boom boom boom!

At that moment, three old men appeared, their faces twisted with malice as they stared at Ximen Wudi and struck in unison—waves of violent attacks surged toward him.

Facing the combined assault of three Heaven Martial Realm experts, Ximen Wudi could not possibly resist.

Puch!

1312, even with wings, escape is impossible

Ximen Wudi spat a mouthful of blood, his face growing even paler, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

"Little brat, today you have no escape!"

"Hahaha, now the Zhao family's treasure is mine! Hahaha!"

……

Looking at the fallen Ximen Wudi, the three elders burst into triumphant laughter.

The Zhao family's treasure is the accumulated wealth of centuries; if they obtain it, they can rapidly strengthen themselves and then stand against—even surpass—the great families of Tian Yuan City!

For them, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity!

"Worse! That old witch is going to kill me!"

At that moment, a signal flare flashed through Ximen Wudi's mind—he immediately understood: they intended to kill him to silence him!

"Worse! There's a formation here—this old witch is buying time!"

Ximen Wudi's eyes glowed with intense killing intent; though he could not penetrate the formation, he was no fool—he knew for certain that a powerful formation lay within this valley.

"Boy, die!"

At that moment, Zhao Lao's lips curled into a cruel smile. He formed hand seals, and instantly, a massive black hole appeared around him. Zhao Lao transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the black hole.

"Damn! Zhao Lao escaped!"

Ximen Wudi's face darkened—he had never expected Zhao Lao would choose this method to flee!

"Little brat, today is your day of death!"

At that moment, several more experts appeared—all half-saints, immensely powerful. Upon their arrival, they immediately locked onto Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi knew that if he stayed where he was, he would surely meet his end.

"Go!"

He muttered inwardly, stepped on the Nine Dragon Death-Stepping Technique, and instantly became a streak of light, vanishing from everyone's sight.

……

In a desolate mountain range, atop the peak of Dashan, Ximen Wudi stood at the cliff's edge, gazing ahead.

He had just evaded an attack from three half-saint-level experts.

This allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Regardless, he had barely survived this time.

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