Chapter 55 Complete Annihilation

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"Haha..." Wu Hongfei cleaved the candlestick in two with a single sword strike, letting out a wild laugh as the sword hurtled towards him. He flicked his finger at the blade, and with a clear "clang," the greatsword in his hand instantly multiplied into nine. These numerous swords danced around Wu Hongfei simultaneously, followed by a series of clanging sounds, yet not a single bead pierced the sword shadows and struck Wu Hongfei. Lin Haoming gasped at this sight. Only now did he truly realize Wu Hongfei's abilities. This man was far from just a body-refining cultivator; his skill in controlling flying swords had reached an absolutely masterful level. The three monks, realizing their prayer beads were ineffective, grew even more serious, their playful words falling silent. After their attack ended, the three monks shouted, and the 108 prayer beads spontaneously merged into a single, complete string. The beads shone with a bluish light, resembling a string of unique, luminous pearls, exceptionally dazzling. At the same time, Wu Hongfei unleashed nine flying swords, which, leaving afterimages, slashed towards the three monks from all directions. The three monks simultaneously activated their incantations, causing the prayer beads to dance as if held in their hands, forming a bluish barrier around them. Another series of clanging sounds rang out, accompanied by occasional bursts of azure light shooting from the three monks, striking the rock wall and blasting it open. Some of the lighter fragments even shattered spirit stones. Lin Haoming immediately cast a small spell to gather the debris in front of him, then carefully picked out the intact spirit stones. Wang Chen, seeing Lin Haoming still thinking about collecting spirit stones at this crucial moment, was quite impressed. After about thirty or forty bursts of azure light, Wu Hongfei's attack was finally neutralized. Looking at the string of prayer beads, only sixty or seventy beads remained. As for Wu Hongfei's nine flying swords, several of them were trembling slightly as they hovered around him, clearly indicating that they weren't entirely undamaged. "Good move, but you must all die today!" Wu Hongfei roared, waving his hand, and instantly the nine flying swords merged into one once more. This time, however, the greatsword in Wu Hongfei's hand seemed even larger. Originally nearly four feet long, it now reached seven feet, and the blade was correspondingly wider. Holding the greatsword, Wu Hongfei didn't hesitate. His scarred face blazed with murderous intent, and he slashed directly at the three monks again. The three monks' expressions turned extremely solemn. They shouted simultaneously, throwing their remaining prayer beads at Wu Hongfei. At the same time, the three of them immediately charged in the opposite direction. The direction they charged was precisely where Lin Haoming was. The three monks had already realized that Lin Haoming was the weakest of their three opponents; after all, a difference of one minor cultivation level meant a significant gap in many areas. Lin Haoming had anticipated the three monks' approach. Seeing their intentions, he immediately activated a stone armor talisman, then summoned a silver steel shield, and finally, the Mother-Child Sword. Two of the monks each unleashed a copper ring at Lin Haoming, while the third tossed out another talisman. The talisman flashed and transformed into a fireball several feet in diameter. Firebirds separated from the fireball and flew in flocks, crashing into Wu Hongfei. Lin Haoming forcefully blocked the attack from the two copper rings, then slapped a pile of debris in front of him. A torrent of water surged forth, instantly transforming the debris into a thick curtain of water. He then threw out another talisman; with a flash of spiritual light, an astonishingly cold aura erupted, instantly turning the water curtain into a thick, solid wall of ice. A normal ice wall would have been broken with a single blow from the copper ring, but this ice wall contained a large amount of rock, and the rocks in the spirit stone mine were exceptionally hard. Furthermore, someone was maintaining the ice wall from behind, and even after two consecutive blows, the ice wall remained unbroken. Meanwhile, Wu Hongfei unleashed a flurry of nine sword strikes, having already cut down the firebirds attacking him. Seeing that the three were now facing certain death, they helplessly took out talismans and slapped them onto themselves. However, to their surprise, the talismans had no effect after activation. In that brief moment of hesitation, Wu Hongfei struck with his sword, and a monk's bald head flew off. When Lin Haoming finally shattered the ice wall, he found the corpses of three monks. The three monks were still clutching earth-* (earth-escape) talismans, and high-grade ones at that, which they hadn't expected to be unusable here. At the same time, Wang Chen put away a set of array plates. Lin Haoming had seen Xie Ruolan use that array plate many times and knew it was called the Lesser Heavenly Locking Array. Unless one used a top-grade escape talisman, it was practically unusable. This array was quite valuable, costing over three thousand spirit stones at the Treasure Pavilion. Xie Ruolan had invested a considerable amount of capital in the competition for the Red Leaf Mountain spirit stone mine. Wu Hongfei picked up the three monks' storage bags and then gave the copper ring magic artifacts that the two monks had previously used to Lin Haoming and Wang Chen, as revenge for their efforts. Both Lin Haoming and Wang Chen glanced at the three storage bags and reluctantly accepted the mid-grade magic artifacts. Both Lin Haoming and Wang Chen understood that these three monks were no ordinary people. The string of prayer beads they used together was extremely powerful. Even Qiao Chun might not have been able to withstand their combined attack. They were simply unlucky to have encountered Wu Hongfei, which also demonstrated Wu Hongfei's strength. Therefore, although they were somewhat unhappy with the distribution, Lin Haoming and Wang Chen didn't say anything; they both understood. After killing the three monks, Wu Hongfei didn't pursue the others. Instead, he temporarily left the area, found a secluded spot, took a Qi-restoring pill, and used spirit stones to rest and replenish his mana. Lin Haoming, on the other hand, put the three monks' corpses into his spirit beast pouch before leaving. Wu Hongfei merely glanced at Lin Haoming's actions without saying anything. Lin Haoming then began directing the marrow-eating worms in his spirit beast pouch to burrow into the three monks' bones. Lin Haoming took these three monks with him because they had cultivated some body-refining techniques, and their bones were noticeably stronger than those of ordinary cultivators. He didn't want to miss out on this opportunity. As members of the Demonic Sect, corpse refining was quite normal, so Lin Haoming wasn't worried about their surprise. However, refining zombies was extremely resource-intensive and hindered the improvement of one's own cultivation. Few Qi Refining cultivators did it, and Lin Haoming figured they would only be slightly surprised by him.
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