Purple Luck! The Blood-Cloaked Prince is coming!

After slaying Reverend Jile with a single sword, Xiao Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Reverend Jile's Cultivation Level wasn't too weak; after all, he was a martial artist who had cultivated to the Mid Stage of the Divine Sea Realm. Yet, he was so weak?

From the moment they exchanged blows until now, Reverend Jile hadn't really counterattacked.

He had only passively endured Xiao Ming's brutal assault.

However, Xiao Ming quickly realized what was happening.

Reverend Jile's greatest skill was controlling people's minds, but he lacked powerful combat ability. Once his mind-control techniques failed, his fighting strength would instantly plummet.

At best, he would be on par with an ordinary martial artist in the Early Stage of the Divine Sea Realm.

This didn't mean Reverend Jile was weak; it just meant he was severely specialized, putting all his abilities into the Mystic Soul aspect.

If he had encountered an ordinary martial artist, Reverend Jile might have had room to maneuver. Unfortunately, he met a monstrous talent like Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming could ignore his mental control!

That's why Reverend Jile died so decisively.

After annihilating Reverend Jile with a single sword, the entire temple fell silent at that moment.

The devout commoners prostrating in the temple courtyard all watched the scene in horror, then, realizing what had happened, they cried out in shock.

"This guy actually killed Grandmaster Jile!"

"Kill him!"

"Avenge Grandmaster Jile!"

Suddenly, the crowd was enraged. The commoner believers in the temple had bloodshot eyes and rushed at Xiao Ming like lunatics.

Xiao Ming frowned at the sight.

He hadn't expected Reverend Jile's influence to be so great; even after being killed, he could still affect the commoners present.

Xiao Ming had nothing to say to these commoners who had fallen into madness.

Raising the tiangang sword in his hand, Xiao Ming swung it with force!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In an instant, countless sharp sword shadows surged out from his blade, densely packed like a torrential downpour, engulfing everyone at once.

Sword Skill, Hundred Shadow Frenzy Slash!

One second.

In just one second.

All the loyal believers of Paradise Temple were annihilated by Xiao Ming's single sword strike.

After eliminating the frenzied commoners, Xiao Ming sheathed his sword and then began to search Reverend Jile's corpse.

He found a storage belt, and upon opening it with his divine sense, he saw it was packed full of various cultivation resources.

Inside were various spiritual herbs and elixirs, as well as a Heaven-tier secret manual, the "Illusionary Heart Art."

Without ceremony, he tied the storage belt around his waist. Then, Xiao Ming also put Reverend Jile's head into his storage.

This was his proof of slaying Reverend Jile.

Next, Xiao Ming collected Reverend Jile's mirror artifact and then returned to the temple.

Because he vaguely felt that the ring containing the old man was placed somewhere within the temple.

After a thorough search.

Xiao Ming found an ancient, jet-black ring in a drawer. The ring was covered in dust, clearly unused.

His divine sense swept over it, and Xiao Ming was surprised to find that a very powerful Mystic Soul aura indeed surged within the ring.

The old man was inside!

However, before Xiao Ming could carefully investigate the Mystic Soul within, a powerful and familiar aura suddenly surged from outside.

This aura... it was Young Master Xueyi!

Young Master Xueyi had indeed followed him!

A cold smile appeared on Xiao Ming's lips.

He had actually noticed Young Master Xueyi following him earlier, but Young Master Xueyi's speed wasn't as fast as his, which was why he arrived late.

Slipping the ring onto his finger, Xiao Ming walked out of the temple.

Looking up, sure enough, Young Master Xueyi had already landed in the temple courtyard. He held the Blood Crying Sword, his eyes red as he stared at Xiao Ming.

"Xiao Ming! I've long wanted to find an opportunity to deal with you. Today is your day of death!"

Young Master Xueyi roared fiercely, his body trembled, and instantly, the pressure of the Late Stage of the Divine Sea Realm surged out from within him.

The aura soared into the sky, forming a howling storm above the temple.

Late Stage of the Divine Sea Realm??

Seeing this, Xiao Ming couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Young Master Xueyi's promotion speed was truly fast enough. Not long ago, during the Eight Sects Tournament, he was only in the Mid Stage of the Divine Sea Realm. How much time had passed, and this guy had already advanced to the Late Stage Cultivation Level?

However, compared to Xiao Ming, this cultivation speed seemed relatively mediocre.

Xiao Ming had broken through from the Great Perfection of the Danhu Realm to the Mid Stage of the Divine Sea Realm!

In terms of Cultivation Level leaps, he was far more impressive than Young Master Xueyi!

With a slight smile.

Xiao Ming also released his own pressure.

Also in the Divine Sea Realm!

Upon feeling Xiao Ming's aura, which was unique to the Divine Sea Realm, Young Master Xueyi on the opposite side was startled.

He never expected that Xiao Ming had also advanced!

Realizing that Xiao Ming's strength had also increased, Young Master Xueyi subconsciously felt the urge to retreat.

He had originally thought Xiao Ming was still in the Danhu Realm. In that case, with his strength in the Late Stage of the Divine Sea Realm, he could steadily kill Xiao Ming to vent his hatred.

But now.

Xiao Ming had also advanced to the Divine Sea Realm, and his strength had greatly increased. He no longer had enough confidence to suppress Xiao Ming.

Given Xiao Ming's ability to easily challenge opponents beyond his Cultivation Level, let alone suppress him, he might even fall here himself!

Young Master Xueyi was also a rather decisive person.

Without thinking, he turned and left, directly transforming into a streak of crimson light and shooting into the sky.

Without sufficient confidence, he dared not make a move against Xiao Ming!

Seeing this, Xiao Ming was amused.

Young Master Xueyi was actively delivering his head; how could Xiao Ming let him leave so easily!

With a thought.

A vast and sharp divine sense surged out, instantly condensing into a terrifyingly thick steel needle, then fiercely pierced towards Young Master Xueyi's head!

Mystic Soul Skill, Soul Piercing Spike!

"Ah!!!"

Young Master Xueyi, who had just flown into mid-air, let out a mournful scream. Then, he fell from the sky like a meteorite, crashing heavily onto the ground.

He even created a shallow pit in the hard ground.

And that wasn't the end of it.

After being attacked by the Soul Piercing Spike, Young Master Xueyi's face became blank. His eyes were vacant, devoid of any spirit.

The power of the Soul Piercing Spike was too strong, and his Mystic Soul was relatively ordinary. After the initial clash, Young Master Xueyi directly lost his consciousness.

He became an idiot!

Seeing this, Xiao Ming sneered.

In terms of Mystic Soul strength, Young Master Xueyi was far inferior to Reverend Jile.

Even though Reverend Jile suffered pain from the Soul Piercing Spike attack, he still maintained a clear mind, while Young Master Xueyi turned into an imbecile.

With a thought, Xiao Ming activated the Soul Piercing Spike again.

The invisible and colorless Soul Piercing Spike blasted into Young Master Xueyi's mind. After this attack, his Mystic Soul was directly shattered by the Soul Piercing Spike, and the Sea of Consciousness in his mind had turned into a chaotic, pulpy mess.

After his Mystic Soul was shattered, the vitality in Young Master Xueyi's eyes rapidly receded. In just a few breaths, he became a cold corpse.

After effortlessly slaying Young Master Xueyi, Xiao Ming truly felt the power of the Soul Piercing Spike!

The Soul Piercing Spike specifically attacked a martial artist's Mystic Soul, silently and easily eliminating martial artists of the same level.

It was truly an essential skill for home travel, murder, and arson!

And after Young Master Xueyi's demise, an extremely rich purple gas slowly floated out from his corpse.

Then, it drilled into Xiao Ming's body and merged with him.

This was... Young Master Xueyi's purple fortune!

And now, this purple fortune belonged to Xiao Ming!