Chapter 843: Killing in Cold Blood

SHEW!

The lightning once again flew out of Mo Qinglei and back to the old man, as if it had its own awareness.

After Mo Qinglei recovered from the agony, not the slightest vigor could be seen in his eyes anymore.

Nie Tian examined him with rapt attention, and discovered that there wasn’t a single shred of lightning power left inside his spiritual sea.

That streak of lightning had merely stayed within him for a few seconds, yet it seemed to have drained him of all his lightning power.

Mo Qinglei’s bloodstained face looked rather sinister, horror and fear filling his wide eyes.

He stared at the old man from afar as he suddenly seemed to remember something, his body trembling unceasingly.

The great changes ended within seconds. Chai Longge and Chai Fengwu had focused all of their attention on the Fortune Well that had started spewing rich soul power, and completely missed what the old man had just done.

Even at this moment, the brother-sister pair were still staring at that Fortune Well with excitement written all over their faces.

Chai Fengwu was just about to collect soul strands from that Fortune Well as she noticed that cultivators, outsiders, and spirit beasts were converging on her from all direction.

Her expression instantly flickered.

Not daring to waste a moment, Nie Tian shouted at the top of his lungs from a considerable distance, “Give up that Fortune Well now!”

The battle prowess the old man had just displayed simply shocked Nie Tian. Even Mo Qinglei, who held the Thunder King Seal, along with many other powerful treasures, had suffered a crushing defeat from him.

However, he and Mo Qinglei were rather evenly matched.

If that old man was bent on getting the Fortune Well that was spewing rich soul power, Chai Longge and Chai Fengwu would be killed beyond the shadow of a doubt if they dared to resist.

After hearing Nie Tian’s shout, Chai Longge soon realized what was happening, and thus called out to Chai Fengwu, “Give up that Fortune Well, little sister!”

Chai Fengwu was also scared upon seeing numerous powerful experts converging on her. She hastily abandoned that Fortune Well and flew to Chai Longge’s location.

With a gruesome look in his eyes, the strange old man took out the Thunder King Seal he had just seized from Mo Qinglei.

In the next moment, numerous lightning bolts and thunder magical symbols came pouring out of it.

RUMBLE!

The few human Qi warriors and a Demon who had beat the old man to the Fortune Well were instantly engulfed.

One after another, their badly mangled bodies fell uncontrollably towards the bubbling mud, which like a monster, opened its huge mouth and devoured the few of them within seconds.

Completely unchallenged, the old man slaughtered all of the early-arrivers before coming to a stop over the Fortune Well, holding the Thunder King Seal in his hand.

“Those who dare to come within a ten meter radius of this Fortune Well will die!” the old man said with undisputed authority in his voice. The Thunder King Seal came to float beside him, as if it has become his most agreeable spiritual tool.

FIZZ! FIZZ!

Numerous lightning bolts interwove in midair, forming an enormous net of lightning bolts.

The eighth grade Thunder Beast soul inside the Thunder King Seal let out a roar, and thunderballs were added to the net of lightning bolts, inspiring a great deal of awe.

A late Profound realm Qi warrior flew right into the net.

As killing intent flashed across the old man’s eyes, three thunderballs instantly crashed into that man.

After a loud explosion, the man split into pieces that rained from the air.

“Ignorant fools.” As the old man let out a cold laugh, countless lightning bolts morphed into snakes of lightning that slithered towards the few other cultivators and outsiders with advanced cultivation bases and grades who dared to approach him.

Each and every one of them was entangled by the snakes of lightning. Their charred bodies soon fell into the bubbling mud one after another.

Upon seeing the deaths of these powerful cultivators and outsiders, the other incomers hastily stopped in midair, not daring to get any closer.

Not far from the old man, Xie Yunhai had just finished channeling water power essence from a Fortune Well.

Since he was rather close to the old man, strong fear rose in his heart as he watched the old man’s opponents fall and sink into the mud. Therefore, he decisively flew away from his Fortune Well.

Eyes fixed on his Fortune Well, which was now spewing golden light, Chai Longge seemed to be torn with hesitation.

Xie Yunhai had already fled. He and his sister weren’t far from the old man either.

At this moment, this area had become the most deadly area of this entire region. He weighed whether he should give up the Fortune Well and leave as Xie Yunhai had.

“Go!” Nie Tian’s roar once again echoed out.

After hearing it, Chai Longge finally made his decision. He grabbed Chai Fengwu and shouted, “Let’s go!”

The brother-sister pair rapidly left that dangerous area.

Yin Yanan and Mu Biqiong were originally concentrated on absorbing frost power and wood power.

However, they looked over from time to time after the old man crushed Mo Qinglei and came to claim the Fortune Well that spewed pure soul strands.

“Such formidable battle prowess,” Yin Yanan muttered to herself, her face growing grim. “I can’t believe that old man was actually pretending to be weak earlier.”

The eighth grade Frost Blood Python strongly warned her against getting into a fight with the old man as the old man massacred all who dared to challenge him.

The eighth grade Frost Blood Python possessed the strength of an early Void domain human expert, yet it was so apprehensive of the old man. This took Yin Yanan by surprise.

Mu Biqiong’s eyes were also filled with worries as she looked at the old man from afar, as if she had sniffed danger as well.

Almost too weak to speak, Mo Qinglei gazed up at Nie Tian from beside his Fortune Well, which had fallen dormant again. In a low voice, he said, “I know that your name is Nie Tian. If you get me out of here, I’ll tell you the secret to that old man’s unmatched power.”

Surprised, Nie Tian asked, “Get you out of here?”

Mo Qinglei nodded slightly. “My Thunder King Seal has been taken away from me, and my lightning power, which I spent years accumulating and refining, is completely drained. If you get me out of here, I’ll save you from an imminent calamity.”

“You can’t even leave on your own now?” Nie Tian asked, his expression growing strange.

“I’ve sustained heavy injuries,” Mo Qinglei said, looking sullen and embarrassed. “Believe me. We need to get as far away from this place as possible! None of us will be able to leave once he finishes draining that Fortune Well of its soul power!”

Nie Tian was taken aback. “Do you know who he is?” 

Mo Qinglei nodded vigorously, the fear in his eyes becoming even more intense. “I do now.”

“Who is he?”

“Get me out of here and I’ll tell you!”

With a smile, Nie Tian said, “Well, I’m actually not that interested in knowing who he is. But I’ll take your advice and leave before he finishes with that Fortune Well. As for you, I don’t feel the need to take you with us. You should be grateful that I’m not taking this opportunity to kill you.”

In fact, there wasn’t any enmity between him and Mo Qinglei. The reason for their previous fight was mostly because of Mo Qinglei’s wild arrogance.

Now, he had lost his Thunder King Seal, and his sixth grade Thunder Beast had died. The old man had even completely drained of his lightning power.

The chosen one had been knocked into the dirt. Now, everyone in this region could kill him with ease.

Anxiety filled Mo Qinglei’s face as he said, “I’ve never begged anyone in my whole life. Now I’m begging you to take me away from here! Please! I’ve lost my Thunder King Seal and all of my power. You can do whatever you want with me as long as you get me out of here, away from that freak!”

Surprised and puzzled, Nie Tian asked, “Are you really so afraid of him?”

Mo Qinglei nodded again. “Once he finishes with that Fortune Well, he’ll definitely use a soul transmitting technique on me in order to strip me of my memories.”

“Why would he do that?”

“Take me with you and I’ll tell you everything!”

Nie Tian snorted coldly. Just as he was about to say something, three familiar figures arrived.

They were Pergson, the Bonebrute, Gutas, the Demon, and Froste, the Phantasm.

As soon as the three of them showed up, Yin Yanan and Mu Biqiong’s faces instantly grew grim, and they secretly prepared themselves for battle.

The three outsider chosen ones also noticed Nie Tian and the girls. But to their surprise, instead of coming towards them, the three outsider chose ones flew directly towards the Fortune Well that was now spewing pure soul strands.

Clearly, that Fortune Well was their primary target.

“This is going to be fun.” Nie Tian gave a low, cunning laugh.

Those three are all chosen ones of their own races, who were blessed with powerful magical treasures and battle prowess that far exceeded their grades.

If they were after that Fortune Well, a fierce battle was bound to break out between them and the old man. Ignoring Mo Qinglei’s begging, Nie Tian looked on with an intrigued smile on his face.

Like a dreadful ancient beast, Gutas, the Demon, swooped down with a sinister grin. “Vacate that well, old man!”

Face icy, the old man morphed into a python that exploded towards Gutas. “Scram!” 

Froste, the Phantasm, was still sitting on his enormous skull made of discarnate souls, which had started channeling the discarnate souls of the dead from its surroundings upon its arrival.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

One thunderball after another bombarded the skull, causing it to let out agonized cries.

Soon, the enormous skull was riddled with holes that had soul smoke rising from them.

Flabbergasted, Froste glanced around at the human cultivators and outsiders who were keeping safe distances from the old man, and finally realized the old man’s specialness.

Pergson, the Bonebrute, also had a very grim look in his emerald pupils, holding the Bone Shatterer in his hand.

Even so, he assumed a firm grip on the saber with both hands and swung it with full force, creating a raging aura of death that rapidly spread towards the old man.

“A Bonebrute, a Phantasm, and a Demon...” The old man smiled coldly, and lightning bolts shot out of his fingertips. Metallic clanking sounds came from the blade light of death aura Pergson had unleashed.

Even Pergson’s translucent and sparkling arms trembled violently, as if he were having great difficulty contending against the lightning bolts.

Fear flashed across Froste’s eyes as he hastily summoned his skull to fly away from the old man.

Almost at the same time, Gutas, the Demon, let out a miserable scream as he was bombarded by a number of thunderballs. He seemed to have sustained severe injuries as he fled in panic.

Just like this, the three rising outsider stars’ joint attack was easily defeated by the old man.

None of them dared to challenge him to seize that Fortune Well again.

In an unhurried manner, the old man stepped to the mouth of the well. Eyes filled with flickering lighting, he stared at the pure soul strands rising from it.

Like gray lines, the soul strands rapidly answered his channeling and flew into his sea of awareness.

Flustered and exasperated, Mo Qinglei bellowed, “Let’s go! We need to leave now!” 


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