Have you heard my story? Long Ningbing made a move.

At the Eternal Immortal Domain, near the inter-Realm teleportation array.

Inter-Realm Cultivators heavily guarded the area, with the protective Formation constantly running. Under the protection of these Formations, the teleportation array was impregnable.

There were over ten thousand Cultivators guarding the array, the weakest of whom were True Immortals.

The defensive Formation had seven directions, known as the Seven Stars Illuminating the Moon Heavenly Cycle Formation, and a Grand Unity Cultivator was stationed at the core of each direction.

Besides the seven main positions, there were also three hundred sixty-five smaller positions, each forming the Foundation of the defensive Formation, making the entire Formation extremely secure.

Even if a Primordial Great Luo were to attack, it would take some time to break through this Formation.

If a Primordial Great Luo truly made a move, the people here were not without a countermeasure; they would fully defend immediately and await reinforcements.

Moreover, the high-level beings of the Realms had already reached an agreement, making it impossible for a Primordial Great Luo to act, so this Formation was naturally unbreakable.

“Oh, another boring day.”

“It is a bit, just bear with it.”

“The eighty-first day of missing my Revered Master's wife. I just want to throw myself into her arms now.”

“Hiss, you audacious fellow, won't your Revered Master find out?”

“My Revered Master is dead. Before he died, he entrusted me to take care of his wife.”

“Is your Revered Master's wife beautiful?”

“She's alright, just quite fun.”

“I also want to take care of your Revered Master's wife, do you think I have an Opportunity?”

“…”

As they chatted, a dazzling white light emanated from the central teleportation array.

Clearly, someone was about to teleport over from the other end of the array.

The Cultivators guarding the teleportation array immediately stepped forward to activate it, preparing to welcome the incoming person.

The white light gradually solidified, emitting a blinding glow, then slowly subsided.

In the center of the array, which was previously empty, appeared a stout man holding a mountain-cleaving axe and wearing a black-gold Daoist robe.

On the left chest of his Daoist robe, a large character for [Killing] was embroidered.

It was Xing Daorong!

The Cultivators on the teleportation array recognized Xing Daorong's Daoist robe at a glance and quickly saluted, saying:

“So it is Senior from the Killing God Sect. May I ask what instructions Senior has for his arrival?”

Xing Daorong stood imposingly, his expression indifferent, looking very much like an otherworldly Senior.

He spoke indifferently: “I have important business here. Do you know where the Great Jing Immortal Dynasty is?”

“The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty? Yes, yes, this map shows the location of the Great Jing Immortal Dynasty.”

The man took out a parchment map and presented it to Xing Daorong, his expression very respectful.

This pleased Xing Daorong greatly. He nodded and said:

“You are very sensible. When I return with a full harvest, I will give you an Opportunity.”

Upon hearing this, the man was overjoyed and quickly bowed in thanks.

Xing Daorong nodded slightly and flew off according to the location on the map. He did not use any profound secret techniques, but rather flew brazenly towards the Great Jing Immortal Dynasty.

He exuded an Aura of looking down upon the world.

This demeanor was even more high-profile than that of the deceased Wan Sha Elder, completely different from the cautiousness he had previously preached.

…

…

Xiao Fan and his two companions, after inquiring about the location of the inter-Realm teleportation array, rushed there without stopping.

It was Xiao Fan's first time doing a job that involved killing to silence, so he was still a bit rusty.

Chen Miaoli, however, was eager to try. She heard that the Killing God Sect on the other side was very powerful, which meant that the Cultivators on the other side had good quality flesh, right?

Chen Miaoli had always been curious about how strong Xiao Fan's intuition truly was.

She was already a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, yet why was she still at his mercy in front of him? Unless he willed it, she found it difficult to pin him down.

“Husband, how strong are you exactly?” Chen Miaoli asked curiously.

Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow and said, “What, do you want to challenge my authority?”

“I don't mind giving you the first move.”

Chen Miaoli quickly waved her hand, saying no. Just kidding, how could she be his opponent? She didn't want to get knocked out and then taken advantage of again.

As the three were moving forward.

Ahead, a middle-aged stout man with a powerful Aura, who had no idea how to restrain or conceal himself, was looking down on all living beings with an indifferent, condescending attitude.

He brushed past Xiao Fan and the others. To clear his path, the stout Cultivator unconsciously emitted a wave of Aura, intending to push Xiao Fan and the others away.

However, to his surprise, the few people in front of him did not seem to be intimidated by his cultivation or knocked away by his wave.

Instead, they stopped and looked at him with interest.

This stout Cultivator, dressed in a purple-gold Daoist robe, was precisely Xing Daorong of the Killing God Sect.

He felt offended!

He, a dignified Grand Unity Golden Immortal, encountered a few insignificant obstacles blocking his way. He did not kill them but instead, with great compassion, mercifully pushed them aside.

Who knew that these few people were so ungrateful.

They even dared to look at him with a playful gaze, which clearly meant they did not put him in their eyes!

Xiao Fan looked at Xing Daorong playfully, because he saw familiar words; the large [Killing] character on his left chest was too conspicuous.

He had only killed a Grand Unity Golden Immortal a few days ago!

Chen Miaoli, on the other hand, saw prey in her eyes; the blood of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal must be a great tonic.

Xing Daorong said coldly, “What do you few mean?”

Xiao Fan smiled and asked, “Are you from the Killing God Sect?”

Xing Daorong was a bit smug, it seemed the Killing God Sect's reputation spread far.

He chuckled, “You have good eyesight, Young Master.”

“That's right, I am Elder Xing Daorong of the Killing God Sect, also known as the Lingling Killing God.”

As he said this, he was somewhat proud, feeling that his reputation had grown even larger.

Xiao Fan was startled upon hearing this and said, “Wait, what did you say your name was again, Xing Daorong?”

Xing Daorong was also delighted, had his reputation spread this far already?

He said seriously, “Have you heard my story?”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, “No, but your eyes are full of stories.”

Xing Daorong felt like he had found a kindred spirit. Holy cow, you speak so well!

He couldn't help but smile broadly. It seems my benevolent face and widespread reputation have already gained me admirers in another Realm.

“You speak so well, Young Master. Are you interested in working for me?”

Xiao Fan's eyes widened in surprise. He pointed at himself and said, “Are you talking about me?”

“Of course.”

“You stopped, weren't you trying to get to know me?” Xing Daorong said proudly.

Xiao Fan was amused by him, or perhaps anyone with that name was a joke.

“No, I just want to take your life,” Xiao Fan said with a gentle smile, very amiable.

“Oh, and I also killed someone wearing the same Daoist robe as you a few days ago. He was pretty weak.”

Xing Daorong's face darkened, and cold light emanated from his deep eyes. He said, “It seems you don't know your own limits.”

He took out his Mysterious Yellow Pear Blossom Mountain-Cleaving Axe. A chill gleamed from it, and profound Dao rhyme radiated. The pear blossom pattern on the axe handle quietly bloomed.

Although filled with endless killing intent, it was also brimming with vitality, truly profound and mysterious.

“I, Xing Daorong of the Killing God Sect, am not some insignificant person like Wan Sha.”

“With this Mysterious Yellow Pear Blossom Mountain-Cleaving Axe in my hand, even a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal would have to take three blows from me.”

He spoke with full confidence, not putting Xiao Fan and his two companions in his eyes at all.

Indeed, Xiao Fan and his two companions were inherently low-key and did not display their cultivation Aura like him, as if fearing others wouldn't know.

“Are you really going to chop a Primordial Great Luo?” Xiao Fan asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Do you think I'm joking with you?” Xing Daorong said coldly.

Xiao Fan pulled Dragon Ningbing over and said, “Ning Bing, give him a little shock.”

Dragon Ningbing was a bit nervous. Although she was now in the Primordial Great Luo Realm, she had never actually fought anyone!

“Young Master, Young Master, what should I do?” she asked timidly.

“Slap him,” Xiao Fan said.

“Do I… do I kill him?” Dragon Ningbing whispered.

“It depends on your mood.”

“Okay.” Dragon Ningbing nodded. She took a deep breath, as if having made a certain decision.

Xing Daorong was trembling with anger. Damn it.

I am a dignified Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and you send a timid little Dragon Girl to fight me?

Who are you looking down on?!

Xing Daorong sneered, “Ignorance is bliss. You really haven't died before. I'll send you on your way.”

Dragon Ningbing lightly raised her jade hand, and green Dragon scales began to intertwine. Her fair, jade-like nails transformed into sharp Dragon claws.

The Primordial Aura instantly erupted!

Xing Daorong had just raised his axe and hadn't even had time to swing it down when the Primordial Aura instantly stunned him.

His throat bobbed, and his eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

No, I just said that a Primordial Cultivator would have to take three blows from me.

You're really a Primordial Cultivator!

But unfortunately, before he could react, he was struck by Dragon Ningbing's Dragon claw.

It whistled as it came!

The Dragon claw, angled downwards, scratched directly at his throat, with the Primordial Dao rhyme entwined around its fingertips.

It was a Primordial strike that severed Yin and Yang, life and death, and annihilated Reincarnation, about to separate his head from his body.

Fast, too fast.

Xing Daorong was so scared his eyeballs were rolling around, almost falling out.

Even a light strike from a Hunyuan Daluo, the difference in Realm, was enough to take his life.

He dared not delay and quickly blocked his throat with his axe, like a shield.

The sharp Dragon claw scraped across the axe, leaving three deep scratches on its shiny surface.

And Xing Daorong, struck by the immense force, crashed to the ground, spitting blood, his Divine Soul trembling violently.

He gasped for breath, still in shock. He had truly been on the brink of death just now.

All his previous arrogance was gone. He looked at the seemingly weak little Dragon Girl with utter terror.

No, how can a Primordial Cultivator pretend to be so weak?

Isn't this bullying an honest person?!

Dragon Ningbing took a deep breath. She had closed her eyes, turned her head, and swung her Dragon claw with force. Whether he lived or died was unknown.

“Oh, he's not dead. I'll give him another claw.”

She prepared to deliver another strike to completely end his life.

Xiao Fan said, “It's not too late to kill him after he leads us to destroy the Killing God Sect.”

Dragon Ningbing's small mouth slightly parted, and she obediently said “Oh,” then silently stood beside Xiao Fan, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Fan looked at the still-shocked Xing Daorong below and said, “I've arranged the Primordial Cultivator you wanted. Where are your three axe blows?”

Xing Daorong dared not retort, trembling uncontrollably.

It's over. No wonder that old ghost Wan Sha died. This Eternal Immortal Domain is too evil. Primordial Cultivators are everywhere!

Xiao Fan didn't waste words with him. He activated the Master Everything Spell, and the incantations transformed into chains, binding his hands and feet, preventing him from casting spells or escaping.

Grand Unity Golden Immortals are not affected by Karma, but Xiao Fan also severed his Karma.

Xiao Fan put a dog leash on him, one that was prepared for Wang Cai, but unfortunately, it couldn't be used now. It was quite suitable for Xing Daorong's neck.

“Let's go. I'm in a hurry to wipe out your entire Killing God Sect.”

Xing Daorong's eyes went black. What a sin! Wan Sha, you old ghost, why did you provoke such an existence?!