Lu Ming’s face stiffened.
He had witnessed Fang Qingdi kill Zhai Dong with his own eyes.
He wasn't entirely confident he could kill Fang Qingdi.
The only reason he dared to act so arrogant and overbearing was because he was a member of the Church.
Fang Xin was, after all, a promising talent of the Ninth Division.
Since this old man saved Fang Xin, even for Fang Xin's future, he wouldn't kill someone from the Church.
But after seeing the old man's eyes, Lu Ming couldn't help but panic.
As their eyes met, a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, giving him goosebumps.
Lu Ming forcefully stabilized his emotions.
He turned to look at Fang Xin, “Kid, who is he to you? Do you understand the rules? Do you know the consequences of offending the Church?”
Fang Xin looked at Lu Ming as if he were an idiot.
When he went to the Chu family for dinner today, this bastard had made things difficult for Fang Xin, and he didn't expect that even when facing death, he was still putting on that pretentious Church act.
Fang Qingdi had just said that Lu Ming and his group were coming to their deaths, and Fang Xin already knew that his grandfather intended to go on a killing spree.
Fang Xin grinned at Lu Ming and said, “Tell me, what consequences could there be?!”
Lu Ming's peripheral vision swept over Fang Qingdi.
He involuntarily took half a step back.
Accustomed to being high and mighty, being treated this way so suddenly naturally brought a bit of anger.
But the opponent's oppressive power was simply too strong, and besides, there was an old saying in the country: 'A wise man knows when to retreat'.
Lu Ming smiled, a sinister grin at Fang Xin, “Alright!”
After speaking, he waved his hand and, facing Fang Xin and Fang Qingdi, cautiously retreated backward, with the few people behind him also retreating cautiously.
Unexpectedly, Fang Qingdi sneered, “Did I tell you to leave?”
Lu Ming's pupils suddenly constricted to pinholes.
A silver radiance erupted from his body, and a broad-bladed cross-sword appeared in his hand. He swung it at Fang Qingdi, and the silver light poured down like a waterfall.
The others beside him also attacked.
The silver light seemed to weave into a gigantic cocoon of light, enveloping Fang Qingdi.
Fang Qingdi remained unmoving within the light cocoon.
He simply stood with his hands behind his back.
A moment later.
Those fleeing Church members fell one after another.
Each person had a blood-filled hole through their chest.
But none of them were completely killed.
They were left for Fang Xin to finish off.
Fang Xin went up without a word and finished them off one by one.
After killing these people one by one, Fang Xin devoured frantically. Not only had his own Vitality reached a peak, but his Light Power also underwent a qualitative leap after killing these Church members. Fang Xin's Light-Based Talent soared.
His Slaughter Talent combat power directly stepped into the seventh-level combat power.
However, his Strength Talent seemed to be separated from breaking through to sixth-level combat power by only a thin membrane. As long as this membrane was pierced, Fang Xin would be able to advance rapidly, reaching sixth-level combat power with just his Strength Talent.
But this membrane was always just a little short. He had devoured too much tonight, and all of them were stronger than him. The excess Vitality made Fang Xin feel incredibly bloated, his entire body was red hot, his blood vessels were bulging, and veins were popping out on his forehead.
Among Lu Ming's group, those with lower cultivation levels all died at Fang Xin's hands.
However, Lu Ming, who was leading the opposing side, used a light-based skill to instantly flash, disappearing into the vast darkness after several blinks.
Fang Xin turned around, “Grandpa, that man knows I have Slaughter Talent, he can't be left alive!”
Fang Qingdi stood with his hands behind his back, a confident smile on his face, “No matter, let him run five kilometers first!”
After speaking.
Fang Qingdi looked at Xiao Xin, “Xiao Xin, you have devoured too much tonight and cannot devour any more. You must refine it now and transform these powers into your Vitality, otherwise you will explode!
I imagine that when you were at the academy, someone already taught you about the realm divisions. The first five levels are Call, Source Flow, Pulsation, Foundation, and Well Gaze. These five levels are achieved by pulsing the power within your body, activating it internally to form a protective membrane that protects your body and internal organs. It is a resonance between man and nature.
But the sixth level after the fifth, Dao Integration, is the reverse: through resonance, nature resonates with man. In other words, you communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use. As the saying goes, 'Man follows Earth, Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows Dao, Dao follows Nature.' As long as there is an energy exchange between man and nature, and nature and man, this is Dao Integration.
Concentrate the Vitality pulse between your eyebrows. When your brow feels sore, perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and exchange the power within your body with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create resonance.
When you can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to protect your entire body, that is the peak of the Dao Integration realm.
If you can use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to protect your five internal organs, that is the peak of the seventh-level Breakthrough realm.
The eighth level, Void Response, is when the hundred orifices communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, allowing for an endless supply of power during battle.”
Fang Xin concentrated his Vitality pulse between his eyebrows, calmed his mind, and constantly established connections with the outside world.
Due to his Talent, his Slaughter Talent aggressively paved the way, allowing Fang Xin to grasp some patterns. In just a moment, Fang Xin instantly resonated with the outside world, and the power within him surged out. A few seconds later, the power from the outside world flowed back, forming a protective shield over a foot thick around Fang Xin's body.
Fang Xin exhaled comfortably.
It was like holding it in for many days and finally having the ultimate, perfect, uninhibited bowel movement.
It felt incredibly good!
His Strength Talent reached the peak of sixth-level combat power!
Fang Xin clenched his fists, feeling his entire body filled with power.
He turned to look at Fang Qingdi, who was full of surprise, murmuring softly, “As expected of the one chosen by the King of Slaughter!”
“Grandpa, that Lu Ming should have rushed back by now, right? Should we go kill him?”
Fang Qingdi smiled with confident composure, slowly raising a hand and pressing it through the air.
“He's just a chicken. He has to die in front of the monkeys for the monkeys to be afraid!”
Chu Tianhong sat in his study, his expression relaxed and at ease, as if everything was under his control.
Wang Chuqing brought in some sliced fruit, “Why hasn't he returned after so long? Could something have gone wrong?”
Chu Tianhong smiled confidently, “Just put your heart at ease, nothing will go wrong! If I'm not mistaken, Huo Shi and a few others died in the God and Demon Ruins before. They probably want to torment Fang Xin. Eh? Where's Xinyao?”
Wang Chuqing sat down, “Xinyao is taking a bath. Old Chu, you don't think that Zhuge Heng from the Ninth Division will come, do you? There's always a 'what if'! We have to be prepared!”
Chu Tianhong wrote at his desk with a quill pen, “Don't worry, everything is arranged over there. That Jie Liu Zi definitely won't come!”
Wang Chuqing picked up her water glass and took a sip, then looked out the window. After a moment of thought, she said, “Zhai Dong's side won't reveal anything, will it? Fang Xin wasn't killed after all. If the Ninth Division finds out that your people impersonated the Eternal Night Army, it will have a huge impact on your future promotions!”
Chu Tianhong put his quill pen aside and looked up at Wang Chuqing, “People outside call me 'Mr. Three No's', saying I'm indecisive and ponder everything for a long time before acting. But this time, I'm going to do the opposite!
What's more, at this critical juncture, everyone is reluctant to fall out with the Ninth Division, and the Ninth Division is very confident that the Church won't touch their people. But I just want to break the conventional thinking! I'll catch them off guard!
You, you're just a woman with narrow views. Just watch, Lu Ming will bring news soon!”
Just as he was speaking, there was a rapid thudding of footsteps outside the door.
Chu Tianhong intertwined his fingers, resting his elbows on the desk.
“See what I told you? Speak of the devil, and he shall appear! Isn't the good news here?”
The study door was knocked urgently.
“Come in!”
Lu Ming walked in from outside, his face pale.
Chu Tianhong was stunned at the sight.
“What happened?”
Lu Ming's voice trembled, “Dean, Fang Xin he…”
A sudden gust of wind, like a surging tide, swept in. The window rattled, the building trembled, the chandelier swayed, and papers flew wildly across the desk in front of Chu Tianhong.
Bang!
Lu Ming's head was directly blown apart by a penetrating force!
Blood splattered all over Chu Tianhong's face.