Hearing Equal Buddha’s words, Ye Fan’s heart stirred.
Could this guy really have a way to return to the Immortal Realm?
But then, he shook his head. It was likely impossible. Even as an Immortal Emperor in his past life, he had never heard of such a thing.
As for the old monk’s words, Lu Ming didn’t believe a single punctuation mark...
Damn it, once you recover, who knows how you'll deal with us?
He was absolutely just stalling for time.
Just as Lu Ming was about to strike again, an elder from the Zixuan Sect shouted, “Wait...”
The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect and his group all looked toward Lu Ming.
Boom...
Lu Ming completely ignored the elder, directly controlling his Weapon Vault to slam down.
Boom...
He smashed it down on Equal Buddha again and again, with Diao San and the others also joining in to help from the side...
Boom...
Under the relentless onslaught from Lu Ming and his crew, Equal Buddha’s body could no longer hold together and exploded with a resounding blast...
His soul also dissipated into the void. Even in death, he never understood why his grand plan of resurrection had failed.
Seeing that Equal Buddha was finally dead, Lu Ming collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, panting heavily.
Diao San and the others also stopped one after another, all of them bearing various degrees of injuries.
“Damn... we finally beat him to death...” Lu Ming grinned, wiping the blood from his face.
He popped a recovery pill into his mouth, then turned to look at the Zixuan Sect elder who had spoken earlier. “By the way, what were you saying just now?”
The Zixuan Sect elder swallowed hard. “Nothing.”
You fucking killed him before asking me!
If my sect didn't only have two people left, making us no match for them, I would definitely show you what I wanted to say!
The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect and the others were also utterly speechless and helpless.
The man was beaten to death just like that. There went a perfectly good opportunity to ascend straight to the Immortal Realm!
It wasn't that they didn't want to stop it, but they were heavily injured and lacked numbers.
Right now, the largest group present was actually Lu Ming's.
Although they were all injured, they had the advantage of sheer numbers!
Young and old, big and small, plus a wolf and a dog—there were over thirty of them!
At that moment, Ye Fan looked at Lu Ming, his brow furrowing.
Why did this person feel somewhat familiar?
Especially that annoying aura about him.
He looked at Lu Ming again, then at Huang Tianbao, and then at Big Yellow.
One person, one dog, and one fat guy...
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he cried out in shock, “It's you! You're the one who killed... killed the disciples of the Haoran Sect!”
Ye Fan never expected that this person was that damn mortal.
No wonder he had searched for so long in the secret realm without finding him. It turned out this guy had disguised himself as a demonic cultivator!
Hearing his shout, the Sect Master of the Haoran Sect also whipped his head around to look at Lu Ming's group.
A demonic cultivator, carrying a dog. The details matched up perfectly; after all, a dog's paws were similar to a wolf's.
Could it really be this person who killed his disciples? Or was this fellow named Ye Fan making blind accusations just to escape blame?
Whatever. Better to kill an innocent by mistake than let a culprit go. He would find an opportunity to kill them all later.
Lu Ming was also startled by Ye Fan's exclamation.
What's going on? How does this guy know we killed them? Did he see us back then?
However, showing no sign of panic on his face, he prepared to counter the accusation.
“Little Fan, what nonsense are you spouting? How can you casually accuse your own great-uncle like that?”
Before Lu Ming could speak, Zhuifeng lunged forward next to Ye Fan, raising a wolf paw and berating him with a look of deep pain.
Boom...
As soon as Zhuifeng finished speaking, an enraged Ye Fan slapped him, sending him flying.
This guy must have a death wish. He had already wanted to beat him up earlier. And great-uncle? What the hell?
Zhuifeng, having been sent flying, was also a bit dazed.
Why? On what grounds?
Ever since he started following this guy, he had been diligently slacking off. On what grounds did he strike his own cousin-uncle?
Seeing this scene, the corners of Lu Ming's and Big Yellow's mouths twitched with a bit of guilt.
Well, he didn't get beaten for nothing...
Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and then he reprimanded with a face full of grief and indignation, “Little Fan, you've disappointed me too much! Now that you've joined the Blood River Demon Sect, you won't even recognize your own younger uncle...”
“Woof! Woof!!”
Big Yellow also raised its front paws in reprimand, accusing him of being an unfilial descendant who didn't even recognize his own great-uncle...
“Exactly! You even hit your distant great-uncle! That's way too much...” Zhuifeng, having scrambled back up, also shouted along.
“How can there be such a person? Making his own great-uncle take the fall for him...”
“Even if you became a demonic cultivator, you can't treat your own biological great-uncle like this...”
“Exactly, it's not like they're asking him to support them in their old age!”
Huang Tianbao, Niu Lansan, and the rest of the crowd also joined in the clamor, bitterly denouncing Ye Fan's atrocious behavior.
The Sect Master of the Haoran Sect and his group looked at Ye Fan with shock written all over their faces.
Is this guy really such a scumbag? Making his own great-uncle take the fall for him?
Even the Sect Master of the Blood River Demon Sect looked at Ye Fan in utter shock.
Is he really this heartless?
If the Blood River Demon Sect nurtures him, will he turn around and refuse to recognize the sect later on? He might even make the sect take the fall for him. Is such a person even worth nurturing?
Feeling everyone's gazes, Ye Fan whipped his head around, staring at Lu Ming with murderous intent.
This damn mortal is indeed as annoying as ever...
“I fucking don't have a younger uncle! You... bastard, stop talking nonsense...”
In his anger, Ye Fan changed the words “damn mortal” that he was about to say into “bastard.”
He was afraid that Lu Ming would pick up on something and discover his secret of rebirth.
If people found out about this, wouldn't some old lunatics in the cultivation world capture him for research?
Just as Ye Fan's words fell, a weak voice sounded.
“Eldest Senior Brother, you do have a great-uncle. You told me about him before...”
At this moment, Hei Lingyue held her head and stood up from the pile of corpses.
The reason she was completely unharmed was that she had noticed a youth dressed in black pop a fake-death pill into his mouth during the black lotus's attack.
He had then lain down and entered a state of suspended animation, and the black lotus indeed ignored him.
Coincidentally, Hei Lingyue also had a fake-death pill, so she took it too. To her surprise, she actually survived.
Sure enough, a moment later, Fu Chen also stood up and walked over to Lu Ming's side.
Seeing that Fu Chen was fine, Lu Ming and his group were very happy.
Meanwhile, hearing Hei Lingyue's words, the crowd became even more speechless. This guy was truly trash!
Ye Fan looked at the way everyone was staring at him. Although he didn't care about the opinions of these ants, he still couldn't afford to offend all of them before he had fully grown.
Taking a deep breath, he roared in fury, “He is definitely not my great-uncle!”
Then, he recalled the memories of his predecessor once more.
Fine, there actually was a great-uncle. He had forgotten. But who knows how many years ago he died?
In fact, he was killed by the predecessor himself, who claimed that cultivators must sever all mortal ties, so he murdered his own great-uncle...
However, this time, no one believed Ye Fan anymore. After all, he had just said he didn't have a great-uncle, and now he was saying this person wasn't his great-uncle.
“Dear nephew, I don't blame you for not recognizing me...” Lu Ming spoke in a tone that sounded utterly heartbroken.
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He had let himself get too caught up in this. Why bother explaining? If he just killed them, wouldn't everything be perfectly resolved?
Sensing Ye Fan's murderous intent, Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, harboring killing intent of his own. Just as he was about to strike first to gain the upper hand—
Boom...
The entire secret realm began to shake violently. Then, Lu Ming felt his vision blur as he was directly ejected from the secret realm.
After being ejected from the secret realm, everyone's cultivation was restored.
Lu Ming instantly retracted his killing intent. He quickly led his group to slip into the crowd and leave.
After all, once they were out of the secret realm, they were just a bunch of Foundation Establishment stage small fry, with absolutely no power to clash with these big shots.
The onlookers who had come to receive them were all stunned.
Why were there so few people returning this time?
Wen Ruyu and his group were also shocked when they came out. Why did those big shots look even more miserable than they did, as if they had been brutally ravaged?
Moreover, those of them who had been mining had the highest survival rate. Where was everyone else?
Elder Gou, who had stayed behind to receive them, asked, “Why are only you guys coming out? Where are the sect elders and the other disciples?”
“We don't know... we were captured and forced to mine...”
“You were locked up like that until the secret realm closed?” Hearing Wen Ruyu's explanation, Elder Gou couldn't help but cry out in shock.
Wen Ruyu simply nodded.
After inquiring about the events inside the secret realm and learning of the situation, he didn't even know what to say.
Wen Ruyu had actually saved his own life because of mining!
At the same time, everyone also noticed a strange occurrence.
Even though the secret realm had concluded, the giant gate of the secret realm still remained there.
It had not dissipated... Although the golden gate was closed, it still stood amidst a golden radiance.
With Equal Buddha dead, wouldn't this secret realm now become an ownerless treasure?
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