36: Brother Lu, run! You are no match for him.

"Xie Jinyu, how dare you!"

Wei Changhe's eyes were bloodshot with rage as his teammate suddenly died.

Xie Jinyu tilted his head, watching the Night Watcher slowly collapse, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Idiot, he's already dead, and you're still asking 'how dare I'?" he said nonchalantly, a spiritual energy spear once again forming in his palm.

"Who's next?"

The spiritual energy spear slowly pressed against a middle-aged man's face, and Xie Jinyu grinned:

"It's you, Old Yao. I remember your daughter just had her full moon, right?"

The Night Watcher named Old Yao, suddenly called out by Xie Jinyu, trembled and looked panicked: "No, I can't die!"

Wei Changhe couldn't stand it anymore. He leaped up from the ground, the spiritual energy on his long saber surging.

"Beast, I'll fight you to the death!"

He roared, his long saber cutting out a three-meter-wide energy blade that went straight for Xie Jinyu's face.

Xie Jinyu sneered, sidestepped the energy blade, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear shot out like a dragon, accurately piercing Wei Changhe's shoulder.

With a loud "Pfft," Wei Changhe felt a jolt of numbness in his arm, and the long saber almost slipped from his grasp.

The spiritual spear tore through his protective aura and pierced his shoulder.

He staggered back a few steps, the wound on his chest reopened, and blood stained his clothes.

"Fight? You only call it a fight when the strength difference isn't great. As for you—"

"You're just giving up!"

Xie Jinyu scoffed, pressing closer with each step.

"Wei Changhe, I'll say it one last time: fifteen minutes! I only need you all to hold that thing back for fifteen minutes!"

"If everyone takes out their ultimate life-saving treasures, maybe we can all survive. What do you think?"

The other members of the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division looked at the fallen Wei Changhe, a sense of despair engulfing their hearts.

They knew Xie Jinyu was strong.

But they hadn't expected him to be this strong.

Wei Changhe, also at the peak of the Third Realm, couldn't even withstand one of his moves.

Now, they only had a dead end before them.

Entering the pagoda meant death.

Not entering the pagoda also meant death!

Xie Jinyu paid no attention to their expressions. He turned and carefully gazed at the collapsed pagoda, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

"No mistake, absolutely no mistake, that is the legendary Buddhist stupa!"

He could barely contain his excitement; even the spiritual energy around him began to stir, kicking up the yellow sand on the ground.

"Among Buddhists, the number nine is revered. For something to be enshrined in a nine-story stupa, the person must have been at least a Seventh Realm Venerable in life! ..."

"If I can obtain the inheritance within, let alone these few foreign mongrels, given time, even Fifth Realm old monsters will have to kneel before me!"

However, this ruin was discovered by the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division. If they were to realize its value and propose joint development, the inheritance of the ruin would go to whoever was fated to receive it!

And Xie Jinyu would never allow that to happen.

Since ancient times, it has been the law of the jungle. The inheritance of this ancient cultivator was practically tailor-made for a prodigy like him.

For this, he feigned rejection of the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division's request, secretly bringing Gongsun Yang to infiltrate the ruins, hoping to get his hands on the inheritance first!

He had also lured that foreign race to another location using live bait. Now, the only obstacle was the Fourth Realm guardian beast inside the pagoda!

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze like a knife scraping across the trembling Jiangcheng Night Watchers: "I'm giving you one last chance: enter the pagoda, or die!"

...Meanwhile, on the other side.

Lu Ming and Chen Ziliang also arrived at the depths of the ruins.

As soon as they approached the ruins, they witnessed this scene.

"Tsk, just came in and saw Changwei beating Laifu!"

"Is that kid Xie Jinyu? He's quite a beast, indeed."

Lu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but Xie Jinyu seemed to sense something and abruptly looked their way.

Upon seeing the Night Watch Division uniform on Chen Ziliang, his pupils constricted.

"That good-for-nothing Gongsun Yang, he's truly getting more useless with age!"

To prevent the sudden arrival of reinforcements from the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division, he had specifically stationed Gongsun Yang at the entrance of the ruins.

If the newcomers were weaklings, they could be scared away.

If that woman Zhao Qingge came personally, he would immediately reveal his identity, engage with her, and then take the opportunity to send himself a message.

The plan was good, but he ran into Lu Ming, that killer!

If you're one second late in announcing yourself, your head will roll!

However, since they've come, they might as well stay!

"Heh, we're just a few people short. Since you two are here, why don't you join us?"

Before Xie Jinyu finished speaking, he gripped his spiritual energy spear and transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards Lu Ming's face.

The sharp whistle of the spear tip tearing through the air stung people's eardrums.

Everyone from the Night Watch Division changed color; this spear was much faster than the one he used against Wei Changhe just now!

Fast, too fast!

Like a streak of light, in an instant, Xie Jinyu closed in on the two, his spiritual energy spear, imbued with destructive aura, raised high and charged!

Chen Ziliang's heart felt as if it had been clutched by an invisible hand, suddenly shrinking into a ball.

His entire body felt as if it had been thrown into an ice cellar; a chill surged up his tailbone, and his limbs turned cold.

"Without a Fourth Realm cultivator, Xie Jinyu is unstoppable!"

"Brother Lu, run! We're no match for him!"

Boom!

Xie Jinyu's spiritual energy spear was hurled at Lu Ming, but it only passed through an afterimage.

A small pit was blasted into the ground, and a huge wave of air kicked up a sky full of yellow sand, sending Chen Ziliang flying.

"Damn, my ribs are broken!" Chen Ziliang endured the sharp pain, his eyes searching for Lu Ming's figure.

Suddenly, a thunderclap echoed from within the yellow sand, and blood-colored lightning spread everywhere.

A violent aura suddenly erupted, and Lu Ming's long saber, infused with thousands of blood-colored electrical arcs, appeared behind Xie Jinyu.

A trace of surprise clearly flashed across Xie Jinyu's face.

He was about to dodge but found that the spiritual energy within him was being severely suppressed!

Fortunately, this suppression effect only lasted for half a breath. The moment his body regained freedom, he dodged to the side.

But Lu Ming had clearly anticipated that the Thunderclap Killing Burst's suppression effect on him would not be significant. With a flick of his wrist, the straight saber changed from a horizontal slash to a vertical chop.

However, Xie Jinyu's speed was also not slow, and Lu Ming's saber strikes all missed.

Fortunately, with the enhancement of the Thunderclap Killing Burst, he could barely keep up with Xie Jinyu's speed.

The straight saber swept across again, and Xie Jinyu's bangs fluttered down from his forehead.

Having walked through the gates of hell, the hairs on his arms all stood on end.

Then, there was endless rage.

Just a little, just a little bit more!

He, the number one of the younger generation in Jiangcheng, was almost going to die by the saber of this unknown pretty boy!

"Good, good, good!"

"It's been so many years since anyone has pushed me to this extent. You're the first!"

A violent spiritual energy erupted from Xie Jinyu's body, his eyes filled with endless killing intent!

A spiritual energy spear floated behind him.

Immediately after... a second one!

A third one!

...The spears grew more and more numerous, a total of nine.

"Kid, to die by this move, you can be considered to have died in your rightful place!"

However, Lu Ming smiled when he saw the blood-colored mark suddenly appear on his body.

Still doing that pre-casting ritual? If you don't die, who will!

"What are you mumbling about? Take this saber of mine!"

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