Chapter Thirty-Five, Instant Kill

  One move to kill Li Chen, showed the strength of Mingyue Xiang, and also showed her determination. In fact, Mingyue Xiang did this on purpose, she could hardly enter this small world, but at least it would cause Li Xian's mental distress. Think about it, his son died, his grandson died again, what kind of feeling is that?

  "It seems that Mingyue Xiang has found out something." Murong Chen thought, standing in the distance. Earlier, he had intended to secretly assassinate Qin Hao, but unexpectedly, Li Changlao had come up with a Three Gods Return Path.

  "Master, for the sake of this trash, actually didn't hesitate to kill Li Chen. Why does this trash get such treatment?" Xiaoyu's heart was extremely unbalanced: "But even if you killed Li Chen, what's the point? Master, you'll only bring trouble upon yourself. There's no senior behind him, this trash will definitely die."

  "He actually killed Li Chen, but why is it so quiet inside? That senior wants to break this small world of the Three Gods' Union, and it's also a matter of turning his hand over. Is there some mysterious mechanism in this?" Some people with ulterior motives thought of something, they were all old foxes who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, if it weren't for the authentic aura on Qin Hao's body, they probably wouldn't have believed it, but now they are somewhat suspicious. Mingyue Xiang is obviously trying to provoke Li Xian.

  "Could it be that all of this is......" The master of the Mystic Gate had a hunch, this was too strange. An ancient relic like this being trapped by the Small Heaven and Earth of the Three Gods' Dao, yet not breaking free, instead being trapped for so long. Moreover, Li Xian's grandson was killed, but this Small Heaven and Earth didn't react, this was also too strange.

  "Perhaps, that waste has obtained some treasure..." Some of the elder Taishang calculated: "If it's like this, then it's easy to explain. This Li Xian is for the treasure and aura on that waste's body."

  Finally, everyone understood that they had all been deceived. It took them until now to react, after being played for several hundred years by a twenty-something good-for-nothing. They were filled with mixed emotions and couldn't save face no matter what. Now, what they most wanted to know was: what kind of treasure could emit such an authentic aura?

  Perhaps it was the legendary treasure that suppressed the Great Dao's aura, and as soon as they thought of this, their hearts ached with desire. That was the legendary treasure, something in the hands of the Great Emperor, and even if just one thing came out, it could easily destroy the Human King. As for the cultivators who had achieved enlightenment, they might not even be able to withstand its aura. And now, it might actually appear on a useless person's body.

  It is indeed possible for this worthless thing to become a precious treasure, and the heavens will favor it. Anything can happen to this worthless thing. The aura of luck is mysterious and elusive, but everyone is searching for it. Those who have good luck are successful in everything they do and can turn danger into safety. Those without good luck can choke on water, as the saying goes: "bad luck".

  The changes around her were all felt by Mingyue Xiang, and now she was filled with worry. Although her cultivation could withstand the attacks of a Daodao cultivator, it was difficult for her to enter this small world where Daodao cultivators must die. Now all she could do was wait, and hope that Qin Hao would be favored by the heavens and turn danger into safety.

  But she knew that such an opportunity was slim, even if Qin Hao had a local treasure on his body, Li Xian's skills could easily wear him out, and most importantly, Qin Hao couldn't use the local treasure at all, not even having the ability to resist, his spiritual veins couldn't be cultivated, this was destined by heaven, no one could change it.

  In this small world, the situation is completely different. Qin Hao is constantly being attacked and he really suspects that this guy is an old pervert who is bullying him. However, he endures it, knowing that his chance only comes once, if he doesn't seize it, this old stick will surely beat him to dust.

  "If you have the ability, come down to the ground. A cultivator who bullies people in the sky is nothing. If you have the ability, let's fight a fierce battle." Qin Hao was furious and pretended to be weak, but in fact he could borrow Xiao Meng's power to fly into the air and fight Li Xian.

  But he knew that if he exposed his strength, Li Xian would absolutely not give him any chance, so he had to bear with it: "Only by messing up this old man's state of mind can I have an opportunity."

  "Hmph, trash, your physique is indeed powerful, even I didn't expect that a Master Realm physique could withstand my attacks for so long. You killed my son, and now I'll slowly torture you to death." Li Xian coldly snorted, his true body attacking with killing intent. He was the god of this small world, and if he wanted Qin Hao dead right now, it would only take an instant. He could borrow any great momentum from this small world.

  A loud "bang" echoed as a fist slammed into Qin Hao's body, carrying the heavy momentum of the earth, causing his blood to churn and tumble to the ground in disarray.

  "I see that none of your family members have any skills, and when your mother gave birth to you, she even cut off your ***, you don't even have the ability to fight with a master like me who has cultivated his body. Compared to me, who is the useless one?" Qin Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued scolding.

  But Li Xian didn't fall for it: "Haha, you think I don't know about the Earthly Round and Full Treasure on your body? Even if you're a Refiner who can't use magical artifacts, the Earthly God's Authority is not something I can withstand. Wait until I slowly torture you to death, then your aura will be mine, and that Earthly Supreme Treasure will also be mine. Reviving my son will even become possible. Trash, being able to live for so many years is already a blessing from heaven."

  "Pfft." Qin Hao spat out a mouthful, but at this moment, the old man threw another punch in mid-air, his body not even close to Qin Hao. Qin Hao's throat constricted, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, his internal organs severely shaken. If an ordinary cultivator had received this punch, they would have definitely died on the spot. But Qin Hao's spiritual veins far surpassed those of an ordinary cultivator. Yet, even his spiritual veins couldn't withstand such destruction.

  "Li Xian, you bastard, can't even do this right, really lost the face of the Li family, what kind of moral character is this? If you have guts, come and kill me!" Qin Hao continued to scold.

  "Hard mouth." But Li Xian obviously didn't fall for it, raised his hand and threw a punch. Although he was hundreds of feet away from Qin Hao, the blow landed squarely on Qin Hao's chest. This was made possible by borrowing the power of the heavenly veins, allowing him to launch a long-range attack. If this had been a sword strike instead, Qin Hao would likely have lost his life.

  Another mouthful of blood was coughed up, Qin Hao's hair was disheveled and he looked like a mess, his face was pale and frightening, the whole person seemed to be dying. But at this moment, Li Xian moved, he discovered something strange, the blood that Qin Hao coughed up actually had a faint purple color, not the usual bright red color. This shocked him, his face twitched: "Could it be!!!"

  He was about to leave, but saw Qin Hao's eyes filled with hatred staring at him. He suddenly became angry and threw a few more punches. Finally, he found that Qin Hao could no longer support himself and fell to the ground, unable to move again. Only his eyes still stared at him angrily. He knew it was enough, Li Xian was cautious enough.

  In a flash of movement, he appeared beside Qin Hao: "Hmph, useless thing, you can't imagine that your blood is actually purple, haha, I, Li Xian, must have accumulated virtue in my past life."

  Qin Hao glared at Li Xian, pretending to be speechless, looking disheveled and embarrassed. Li Xian had a sly smile on his face: "Still scolding? You're a waste, people say that the blood of the divine pulse is no different from normal people's, but your blood is actually purple."

  Li Xian crouched down and cautiously touched a spot of blood on the ground, which was filled with a thick power that had a faint purple color: "So powerful."

  Li Xian became excited, as if he had thought of those legendary figures. His heart was so excited that he couldn't calm down: "If your blood is used to refine medicine, it's very likely to produce a divine medicine. I didn't expect it to be purple blood! If you raise and cultivate it, wait for the purple color to deepen, and it's not impossible to refine a perfect elixir."

  "This old guy is really ruthless, he wants to raise me like a pig, but my blood is purple, can it be as divine as he said?" Qin Hao doubted in his heart: "This old guy is really cautious, I've become like this and he still doesn't relax his vigilance."

  "Haha, it's really heaven helping me, I've lost my son but gained a Purple Blood Divine Pulse. However, I don't have much time to nurture you now, can't wait to kill you and drink your blood, seize your luck, with that I'll have a 90% chance of breaking through the Dao and achieving humanity's ultimate goal." Li Xian finally relaxed his guard a bit.

  "Don't stare at me, reincarnate into a good womb next time, don't be a god pulse." Li Xian said, killing intent rising, just about to make his move. But at this moment, he suddenly felt something stir in his body, a pang of heart palpitations: "This is the Mortal Coil, it's triggered the Mortal Coil! Who killed Chen'er? Who killed him?"

  Li Xian only felt the blood and energy attacking his heart, and the death of his grandson was a huge blow to him. He had just lost his son, and now his grandson had also died. This was too much for him to bear. However, he had already practiced the Three Gods' Way, so it was impossible for him to be affected by the death of his grandson. His spirit had already merged with the universe, and if he were to leave, he would immediately die and disappear.

  "No...no......no......" Li Xian looked up and let out a long sigh, having just obtained the Purple Blood Divine Pulse, but now suddenly suffered a disaster, this was something he couldn't imagine.

  "Take advantage of your illness to take your life!" Qin Hao finally waited for this opportunity, although he didn't know what had happened, making Li Xian suddenly so expressionless, but he knew a bit, this was his good chance, now Li Xian completely let down his guard.

  "Xiao Meng, lend me your strength." Qin Hao said in his heart.

  Suddenly, he felt another surge of power supporting him, mysterious and profound, in harmony with the heavens, that was divine power, a unique force possessed only by Divine Concealment Cultivators. At the same time, the blood and energy within his body churned again, radiating outward for dozens of meters. The black dagger seemed to hook onto the heavenly pulse, a kind of dark pulse that inspired fear in others. He moved, his speed reaching an extreme point, completely without any signs of weakness, instead exuding a powerful and majestic aura, like a dragon or tiger. No, earlier he had been pretending, intentionally hiding his true strength.

  When Li Xian reacted, Qin Hao was already in front of him. He was shocked beyond words and flew up into the air, but what Qin Hao did next left him even more astonished - he too merged with the heavenly wind's meridians and took to the skies, his speed far surpassing Li Xian's.

  Can a cultivator fly? All of this was completely beyond Li Xian's understanding. The next moment, he felt a pain in his neck, and the long-forgotten feeling of death came over him.

  Blood stained the sky, his face filled with regret, and all of this happened in just one second...