"That buffoon."Observing a certain old man from the distance, the sect leader of the Bewitching Beauty Cult had her eyebrows raised in surprise as she said, "He never changes, huh?"
The next moment, something happened to Hong Ming's body. Out of nowhere, he had power surging through him and his speed was increasing. 'This...' Feeling the foreign power, Hong Ming tried to trace the source of that energy. As he encompassed his sense of the whole city, he could see a certain part of the building, around the corner of the city, filled with the exact same energy he felt right now. Inside the building, there was the figure of Luke with a magic circle under him. Connecting his mysterious art to Hong Ming even with the distance.'Incredible.' Thought Hong Ming while he began to overwhelm the blood humanoid with his sheer speed alone, giving out thousands of blows, as his opponent struggled to keep up with his increased speed and strength. "Hong Ming!" Shouted the blood humanoid, as Hong Ming lunged his arm towards the latter's chest, destroying the blood humanoid's figure as he took out a peanut-sized marble from her body. Crushing the marble to dust, Hong Ming mumble
"Argh!"Dragging his wearied body, a middle aged man with green colored taoist robe had both of his arms ripped off. Bleeding profusely with his vision blurred and one of his ears sliced clean.In front of him was a man with black hanfu, who was munching on
"NOT BAD!" Bellowing on top of his lungs, Leng Zhian had avoided the sea of flames that came out of the fire spirit's palm. Opening his mouth wide, Leng Zhian sent out waves of sonic attacks in his voice, assaulting every living being's psyche within a radius of one mile.In the light of Leng Zhian's art, the lightning dragon was unperturbed, as it had no consciousness. Then, it dived towards Leng Zhian without any delay, sending its arcs of electricity first, in a barrage of lightning bolts.
"Why are you in here?"Inside of a grand hallway with crystal chandeliers at every five meters on the ceiling, a man with a blue dress hanfu spoke to the figure that had followed him since the entrance. His hanfu was coloured in white, as the corner of his hem was painted in light blue. Images of clouds drifting away were drawn on some parts of his hanfu on his back, his chest, his sleeves, and so on. "We have arrived."Floating above the Three-Headed Serpent sect mountains, Hong Ming, Lin Ju, and Luke had spent another few more hours travelling from the Huan city unto the former sect of the Predator of the Desolate Land, the sect of Luke and Lin Ju as well."Finally…"The Saga of the Unbroken 100. Back to the sect
"Go on with the little girl, boy. I will have some talk with these kids over here." Controlling two golden plates to go down towards the mountain, Hong Ming moved to the biggest building in the mountain, something that resembled a palace. As Luke and Lin Ju jumped off the plates, the plates suddenly dispersed in the air like dust, scattering away like fireflies in the air until they disappeared. When they landed, the sun on the horizon started to rise, bringing light to the world and a sign for a new day. Turning his face to Lin Ju, Luke said, "After you." Snorting at Luke's caution, Lin Ju dashed in the direction of her manor, while she secretly took a glance behind to see if Luke could catch up with her speed. Of course, Luke didn't disappoint her, following her at a pace that was fast enough to not let her figure vanish from his sight. As if hiding nothing, Luke had used his spells on top of his footwork technique. Both of them were moving at the speed of Mach 2, arriving in Lin
*Crunch* *Crunch*Munching on the bone of one of the two monks he had faced, Leng Zhian slowly strided in a cheerful attitude. His other hand held a mountain ri