148: Overpower the snake demon

Lu Ming frowned slightly, his eyes utterly calm as he looked at the woman before him.

With just a single glance, he recognized her identity: the Golden Lotus Sect Holy Maiden he had briefly encountered on the street previously.

However, compared to that time, she was less restrained, allowing her dense Demonic Qi to almost overflow.

From the emanating aura, Lu Ming could sense a chilling and sinister quality; he knew that this so-called Golden Lotus Sect Holy Maiden was still a great demon in the Limit Realm.

Before Lu Ming and the others could respond, the restrained Red-Robed Priest, as if grasping a lifeline, joyfully shouted, “Saintess, save me! These murderers want to obstruct our Golden Lotus Sect’s great plan.”

Facing his cries, the Saintess did not spare the Red-Robed Priest another glance, but he seemed oblivious, struggling while pleading for help from the Saintess. After all, he didn't think these killers would let him go, and only the Saintess could truly save him now.

Annoyed by the noise, the Saintess let out a cold snort. She barked, “Shut up, old man! I trusted you so much, yet you led these Demon Suppression Division fellows here. It seems you don’t want your position as a Priest anymore.”

With that, she raised her delicate hand, and a sinister, eerie green light flickered from her fingertips.

The Centurion restraining the Red-Robed Priest suddenly felt a chill. He sharply looked at the Red-Robed Priest, only to see faint cyan patterns appearing on his body. As these patterns spread across the Red-Robed Priest’s entire body, the life force contained within him was directly extracted, turning into a wisp of pale cyan smoke that drifted towards the Saintess.

The Red-Robed Priest felt his life force rapidly draining, and terror filled his eyes. He wanted to explain something, but he couldn't even utter a word.

At a visible rate, the Red-Robed Priest rapidly aged, his skin becoming shriveled and gaunt, and he quickly transformed into a decaying corpse.

Facing this sudden change, the Centurion’s heart tightened, and he quickly let go, releasing the Red-Robed Priest’s body.

With a thud, the Red-Robed Priest’s entire body collapsed directly.

“Hmph, I granted you power, yet you dared to betray me. This is the price.” The Saintess devoured the Red-Robed Priest’s life essence, a look of disdain in her eyes.

He was merely an ordinary Mortal. Even after being nurtured for a long time, his life essence still carried a decaying scent, not even qualifying as her daily meal. If it weren't for his shrewdness and the need for him to develop the sect in Xianshui Town, she would have killed this old man long ago.

Seeing this scene, everyone’s pupils constricted. They had not detected such a sinister method at all. Witnessing the Red-Robed Priest being cleanly and swiftly killed, their vigilance reached its peak.

Facing the Demon Suppression Division Martial Artists with their drawn sabers, the Golden Lotus Sect Holy Maiden seemed utterly fearless. A seductive smile appeared on her beautiful face as she looked at Lu Ming, who stood at the forefront, and licked her slightly dry red lips.

“You show no emotion even after witnessing my methods, my lord. It seems I truly wasn’t mistaken; you are indeed excellent sustenance,” the Saintess said softly.

Looking into her eyes, her round pupils transformed into emerald green vertical slits like a snake’s, revealing extreme greed, as if she wanted to devour Lu Ming alive.

“It’s merely a Restriction planted beforehand. If I were afraid of such a small trick, I wouldn’t have come here,” Lu Ming said indifferently.

As he spoke, Lu Ming stepped forward with a calm expression. He had no time for idle chatter with such a demon. Although he wasn't sure if she was the true mastermind behind all this, none of that mattered. He would simply cut her down.

“Hehe, it seems my lord is truly impatient. But that’s fine, because after smelling that delightful scent, I’m getting a bit impatient myself,” the Saintess said softly, twirling a lock of hair at her temple with her delicate fingers.

Lu Ming did not speak. In response, a tremor echoed through the empty corridor.

Buzz!

A Blade Aura condensed, forming a sharp, cold light that tore through the air, striking towards the Saintess with extreme speed.

While the manipulation of Protective Aura was nothing extraordinary for an Extremity Realm martial artist, Lu Ming had comprehended the Thunder Cloud Saber Manual. During his Cultivation, he had condensed lightning elemental power within his body. With this saber strike, the crescent-shaped Blade Aura, entwined with eerie blue lightning, flew forth, carrying an extremely fierce aura.

Facing Lu Ming’s sudden attack, the Saintess remained unperturbed. She raised her arm, and large patches of dark green snake scales suddenly appeared on her fair skin.

After Cultivating to the Limit Realm, the hardness of her scales had greatly increased. Confident that these snake scales could block the Blade Aura’s attack, the Saintess directly raised her hand to grab it.

Pfft!

Blood splattered as the Blade Aura, imbued with the power of lightning, shattered the hard snake scales, tearing a hideous bloody gash on her delicate arm.

Watching the drops of blood fall to the ground, the Saintess’s expression drastically changed. A look of dismay appeared on her previously relaxed face.

Seeing how young he was, she had assumed he was merely new to the Limit Realm. Even if he was a Genius of the Human Race, there should be limits.

But the power of that single strike was not something a Martial Artist in the Early Stage of the Limit Realm could match, especially the lightning power entwined within the fierce Blade Aura, which made her tremble.

“Perfected Extreme Realm, what is the origin of this damned fellow?” The Saintess’s exquisite face suddenly became ferocious. A huge sense of crisis made her dare not be complacent in the slightest, and green snake scales immediately covered her entire body.

In a flash, the expressionless Lu Ming had already rushed forward, his long saber slashing down. Countless rampant, eerie blue lightning bolts converged on the saber blade, unleashing themselves with this single strike.

Vast True Qi was mobilized from within Lu Ming’s body, a heavy sound like war drums echoing through his Meridians. Powerful strength surged upward; this strike was his full effort.

“Wait, we can talk!” The Saintess panicked slightly, speaking urgently, her previous composure completely gone.

Because the eerie blue lightning he had fully unleashed made her feel a deep-seated fear in her Bloodline—the natural fear of lightning that demons possessed!

She looked at the flickering eerie blue lightning arcs, her mind a blank. How could a human possess such immense power?

Lu Ming’s swinging long saber showed no hesitation. The saber’s momentum was fierce, sweeping with a swirling gale.

In his eyes, what he was cutting down was not a stunningly beautiful, charming woman, but a great demon responsible for countless massacres.

Cutting her down, taking her demon core, seizing her Lifespan—this was Lu Ming’s only thought at the moment, without any distractions, utterly pure.