Chapter 1707

Ximen Wudi spoke calmly.

The man's eyes flickered with a hint of hesitation.

Ximen Wudi stared at him with calm expression.

"What is your condition?"

The man gritted his teeth and said.

"Help me defeat a man named Tian Mo, whose strength has reached Half-step Wu Di. If you kill him, I will grant you one wish."

Ximen Wudi said in a deep voice.

"What? This man is Half-step Wu Di!"

"How is this possible? Who are you? Why are you helping him seek revenge?"

"And he's from the Tian Mo Palace!"

The man said in shock.

"You don't need to know."

"Let me tell you—he is my Master's disciple. If he dies by my hand, that great lord will surely blame me, and even vent his fury on you. Can you bear it?"

Ximen Wudi's lips curled into a sinister smile as he spoke.

Instantly, the man's expression changed, shifting through a storm of emotions.

He naturally did not wish to be marked by Ximen Wudi, so he must give his all to kill Tian Mo.

As for the Tian Mo Palace's master, he was absolutely incapable of provoking him—even he himself had to tread carefully around the man.

Now that Ximen Wudi mentioned his Master, fear filled his heart.

"Fine, I accept!"

In the end, the man yielded to Ximen Wudi's intimidation and agreed.

"Good!"

Ximen Wudi's eyes flashed with cold light; he waved his hand, and a black flame appeared out of thin air.

"This is the demonic flame I just condensed from the demonic qi I devoured from your body—it holds the power to destroy heaven and earth."

"Consume it, transform your power entirely into your own, and then it will be your day of resurrection."

Ximen Wudi spoke calmly.

"Are you mocking me?"

"This mere demonic flame dares to destroy me? Pure fantasy!"

The man's face darkened with rage as he snarled.

"Believe it or not, it's your choice—but if you don't consume this demonic flame, your soul will eventually vanish."

"At that point, even if you want to live, it will be impossible!"

Ximen Wudi looked at him and spoke calmly.

"You…"

"Though this demonic flame is extraordinary, it cannot harm me."

"I would rather choose a path to end my own life than risk consuming it!"

The man sneered, his eyes filled with resolute determination.

"So you've firmly decided not to submit to me!"

Ximen Wudi looked at the man and coldly barked.

"Yes!"

The man answered without hesitation.

Ximen Wudi's eyes narrowed; he seized the man and slapped him across the face.

The man staggered, nearly falling to the ground, his cheek swollen and inflamed.

"That slap is my punishment for you. If you dare defy me again, your fate will be horrific!"

Ximen Wudi spoke coldly.

"I understand!"

The man bowed his head, but his eyes glowed with resentment and venom.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cultivate.

Boom—!

As the man sat down, a powerful aura erupted from within him.

The power within his body surged at a terrifying speed.

In less than fifteen minutes, his realm advanced from Tianwei Peak to Dìwèi Realm.

The residual power within him was fully consumed, restoring him to an ordinary human body.

"Finally, I've broken through."

"It seems you had a chance to reach Wu Di Realm—but alas, you lack the fortune."

Ximen Wudi gazed at the man, his eyes glinting with icy coldness as he spoke softly.

"Hmph, even if I die, I won't let you live in peace!"

The man's eyes brimmed with chilling killing intent as he growled through clenched teeth.

"If you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish!"

Ximen Wudi's gaze swept over him as he spoke.

Whoosh!

The man swung his fist and his body charged toward Ximen Wudi.

All the power in his body was mobilized, converging entirely on that fist.

Boom!

The man's fist, carrying overwhelming force, came smashing down toward Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi's eyes narrowed, and his body flickered to one side.

Bang!

The man's fist smashed into the spot where Ximen Wudi had just been standing.

The ground exploded open, forming a deep pit.

Crack!

The man's fist was blasted apart, his entire arm snapping clean off, blood spraying out and dripping onto the ground.

Pain showed in his eyes, his lips opening and closing, yet unable to make a sound, his face horribly contorted, revealing just how excruciating his suffering was at this moment.

"How about it? Still want to continue?"

Ximen Wudi looked at the man and said with a cold laugh.

"N-no… no… no more!"

The man shook his head, a hoarse sound coming from his mouth, his forehead covered in beads of sweat the size of beans, his face deathly pale.

This kind of pain far surpassed any torture, making one feel that living was worse than dying, utterly unbearable!

"Not going to try again?"

"This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity — miss it and it will never come again."

"I don't think you'd want to just perish like this, would you!"

Ximen Wudi said lightly.

"P-please… please stop torturing me…"

The man's expression was savage, his eyes showing a thick plea for mercy.

"Don't worry, I won't do that."

"Because I still need your help!"

Ximen Wudi looked at the man and said with a cold shout.