548: Accident

Outside the fallen palace.

The lone Gold Digger shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, soaring towards the main hall.

His speed was so fast that he left trails of afterimages in the air.

As he moved, the surrounding hesitant Gold Diggers quickly followed suit.

In an instant, the scene became chaotic.

At this moment.

"He's quite bold!"

The Top-level Saint Roristil laughed in extreme anger, the scar on his face becoming even more ferocious.

"I haven't even spoken yet, and you all want to enter the palace? You truly don't put me in your eyes!"

He sneered, and with a movement of his foot, he appeared directly at the entrance of the main hall as if teleporting.

At this time, the unexpected lone Gold Digger was still ten meters from the entrance.

"Roristil, do you really think that with your strength, you can dominate everything?"

"There are so many of us; we're not afraid of you three!"

Looking at Roristil, who had suddenly appeared before him, the lone Gold Digger's face turned cold, and he shouted sharply.

Although his strength had only just entered Rank Seven, the crowd following him at that moment gave him courage.

"Hahahaha..."

Hearing his words, Roristil couldn't help but burst into laughter, the scar on his face wriggling like a caterpillar.

"What a joke!"

"Having strength means you can do as you please. What can you do to me?"

Before his laughter faded, a fierce glint surged in Roristil's eyes, and he unhesitatingly waved a hand.

"If you want to teach me a lesson, practice hard in your next life."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!!

A torrent of magical power swept out, condensing into hundreds of thousands of tangible blades and swords before Roristil, then, like a torrential rain, it directly covered the lone Gold Digger and the people who had rushed up behind him.

One person launched an attack against a group of people.

"Roristil, you..."

The lone Gold Digger clearly hadn't expected Roristil to actually dare to attack. His face instantly turned ashen, and he hastily brought himself to a halt.

He looked at the magical blades and swords pouring down like a storm and quickly formed hand seals in front of him.

As his fingers moved continuously, magical power surged towards him, and in a blink of an eye, a half-foot-thick magical barrier formed in front of him, like a giant shield, completely protecting his entire body.

After completing all of this, the tension on the lone Gold Digger's face dissipated somewhat.

This magical barrier was his specialty; once condensed, it could withstand more than ten attacks from cultivators of the same Rank.

In his opinion, although Roristil was a Top-level Saint, to break this defense, merely relying on this current magical weapon transformation was not enough.

However.

Just as the lone Gold Digger was full of confidence, the dazzling magical weapons condensed from magic landed on his magical barrier.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

In an instant, violent crashing sounds erupted, and surging Qi waves filled the entire space in front of the palace.

Crack!

And amidst these violent collisions, a sound like shattering glass was extremely distinct.

"What?"

The lone Gold Digger's face was horrified, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The magical barrier, on which he had placed high hopes, had not played its intended role at all. Under the magical blades and swords, in just a single breath, it was struck, and cracks appeared.

The next second, it shattered with a crash!

"Not good!"

The lone Gold Digger's heart jolted, and he quickly tried to dodge backward.

However, at this moment, the magical blades and swords condensed by Roristil covered the sky and the earth, completely sealing off all directions around him. He had nowhere to hide!

"Damn it!"

"Roristil, I am willing to withdraw from the competition for the Treasure Trove in the palace."

In his urgency, the lone Gold Digger couldn't care about anything else and quickly pleaded loudly for mercy.

"Hahaha!"

"Your Excellency, don't you think it's too late to beg for mercy now?"

However, Roristil remained unmoved. He stretched out one hand and pressed it forward sharply.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant, the overwhelming magical blades and swords fell even more swiftly. The lone Gold Digger had just shattered a few nearby ones when his body stiffened.

Pfft! Pfft!

The incomparably sharp magical blades and swords directly pierced through his body, bringing forth dazzling splashes of blood.

And around him, the Gold Diggers who had rushed up with him, hoping to fish in troubled waters, also suffered heavy casualties at the same moment.

Those who were lucky enough to react in time could retreat unscathed, while those who were unlucky and tried to resist had their bodies directly pierced with bloody holes, wailing as they fell to the ground.

"This guy is truly ruthless!"

Wang Chen, who was mixed in with this group, saw this scene, and his eyes flickered.

He had just seen the crowd charging into the palace, so he moved to follow, as it would naturally be excellent to get in first at this time.

However, he hadn't expected Roristil to directly attack so ferociously, completely disregarding his numerical disadvantage.

Moreover...

The might of Roristil's attack was extremely strong. Facing more than ten people alone, he displayed an overwhelming advantage with a wave of his hand.

One person single-handedly forced back more than ten Gold Diggers and even killed the one who had taken the lead, along with several others who couldn't dodge in time.

It should be known that among those who died, the one who moved first had already reached Rank Seven in strength, and the others were also at Peak Rank Six.

The move Roristil exposed indicated that his strength was no longer just a Top-level Saint; he had probably reached the Peak level. In other words, he was only one step away from the Rank Eight Demigod.

Although this one step could be as vast as the difference between heaven and earth, there was no doubt that among everyone present, Roristil's strength was absolutely the strongest.

Even though Wang Chen had just leveled up five Ranks not long ago, he didn't have much chance of winning against Roristil at this time.

His four little companions had not yet awakened from absorbing the energy fragments of the Ancient Tree of Life's seed. His current individual strength still had some gap compared to Roristil.

Of course, this gap wasn't large; he just couldn't win, but retreating calmly was still not a problem.

"It seems I need to find a way to provoke Fox into action."

Thinking to himself, Wang Chen stood still, pondering how to divert the trouble.

If he were to act now, he would definitely attract the encirclement of Roristil and the other two Top-level Saints. It would be better to let Fox take the lead.

However, just as he was contemplating a plan, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

A gaze filled with malice, completely undisguised, fell upon him.

"How interesting!"

"A Rank Five strength, yet able to block my attack?"

"Your Excellency, you're hiding your true intentions, probably planning to fish in troubled waters!"

After forcing back the crowd with one move, Roristil's gaze fell on Wang Chen.

"But your act is too clumsy!"

"Rank Six and Rank Seven cultivators died or were injured under my single strike, yet you, a Rank Five, are completely unharmed. Are you taking us all for blind men?"