320: Chapter 320 The Death of the Golden Leopard

"You... are you not afraid of the punishment from the Jin Family's Old Ancestor? Do you not care about the safety of your own families and relatives?"

King Xiao spat out a large mouthful of blood as he glared fixedly at the two people gradually approaching him with eyes full of resentment and unwillingness, questioning them in a furious voice.

The two exchanged a glance, and one of them let out a cold snort, saying disdainfully, "Hmph, it's already a matter of life and death, why bother with all that? Didn't you see that mysterious Senior actually let some people go?"

"As long as we can successfully kill Jin Qianbao, we can save our own lives! At worst, we'll flee to another Universe. If the Family is gone, there will be chances to rebuild it later, but if we lose our lives, everything is over!"

The other person chimed in, "Exactly, King Xiao, don't blame us for being ruthless. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too loyal to the Jin Family. If you're smart, just die quietly!"

As they spoke, they quickened their pace, closing in step by step on King Xiao, who was already heavily injured and unable to move.

"Stop wasting time, move faster! Finish him off quickly, and then we'll join forces to kill Jin Qianbao. Otherwise, once the Jin Family's reinforcements arrive, we won't even have a chance to run!"

Just then, the middle-aged Source King who should have been dead miraculously revived and shouted at the two, his tone filled with urgency and pressure.

King Xiao looked at the standing middle-aged Source King with a face full of shock, muttering in disbelief:

"You... you're actually not dead? How is this possible? I clearly saw your aura vanish with my own eyes..."

The middle-aged Source King Realm man did not answer King Xiao; in King Xiao's terrified eyes, he saw his own headless corpse.

After the two confirmed King Xiao's death, they walked toward the middle-aged Source King man.

King Yun's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly agape, standing there petrified like a stone statue.

Everything happening before his eyes was simply too inconceivable, leaving him momentarily at a loss for what to do.

However, King Yun was a veteran of many battles after all. After a brief moment of shock, he quickly regained his senses, his mind spinning as he grasped the current situation.

He turned to look at King Ning and praised with a face full of admiration, "King Ning is truly formidable to successfully persuade those two Fellow Daoists to surrender. Such methods are truly impressive!"

King Ning looked solemn and waved his hand, saying, "Now is not the time for this! We must kill Jin Qianbao as quickly as possible. Otherwise, once we miss the opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape."

As he spoke, King Ning's expression became increasingly serious.

"Alright!" King Yun nodded without hesitation.

Immediately after, led by King Ning, King Yun, and the other two Source Kings, the crowd surged toward the lone Jin Qianbao like a tide.

For a moment, shouts of battle rose from all sides, and the light of blades and shadows of swords crisscrossed.

At this time, Jin Qianbao was fuming with rage. He never imagined that the trusted generals who had followed him for years would defect on the battlefield, easily persuaded by King Ning.

As a result, he, who was originally one against many, instantly fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

But things had already come to this. Jin Qianbao knew he had no way back; only by fighting to the death would there be a slim chance of survival...

"King Hei, King Qing, you two ungrateful wretches, how dare you betray me! Do you have no regard for the true spirit marks left with the Jin Family? That is something that can make you wish you were dead!"

Jin Qianbao's eyes bulged as he glared at the crowd charging toward him like a tide, roaring at the top of his lungs.

His whole body trembled, and cold sweat poured down from his forehead like rain, his heart filled with despair and indignation.

The two he once regarded as confidants were now turning against him; this sudden turn of events caught him off guard.

"Hmph, Young Master Jin, things have reached this point, so do not blame us for being heartless. We were truly driven into a corner and had no other choice! Even if we have to detonate the true spirit marks left with the Jin Family after fleeing the Myriad Realms Continent, so what?"

"At worst, our Realm will drop until not one-tenth remains. It's better than losing our lives here and ending up with our Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering and our true spirit annihilated!"

King Hei responded with a face full of determination.

King Qing, who was beside him, also chimed in, "That's right, Young Master Jin, we're sorry! Today it's either you die or we do. We hope you won't hold a grudge and will just die quietly!"

With that, the two of them quickened their pace, weapons in hand, pouncing toward Jin Qianbao with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

Facing the pressing King Hei and King Qing, Jin Qianbao was filled with grief and indignation, and couldn't help but roar again, "You fools! Do you not know what severe consequences detonating the true spirit mark will bring you?"

"Once you do that, not only will your cultivation base be greatly reduced, you might even become crippled from then on, with no hope of ever rising again! Do you really not care about anything anymore?"

However, by this time, King Hei and King Qing were already determined to put Jin Qianbao to death. They were completely unmoved by his warnings, and their speed in attacking Jin Qianbao did not decrease in the slightest.

"Brother Yang, these people are really hiding their true colors! To think they could collude in secret."

Second Senior Sister Su Xuan frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, Revered Master, look at how insidious and cunning these people's methods are!"

A Yinggu, who was beside her, also chimed in with a face full of surprise, her large eyes wide with wonder.

Cao Yang smiled slightly, a faint curve lifting the corner of his mouth:

"This is not surprising. After all, they are not comparable to those inexperienced young Prodigies. These old fellows are meticulous, calculating, and quite experienced."

"Take that King Ning, for example; he is a typical representative of them."

At this moment, within that mysterious Barrier, an intense battle was unfolding.

The once-mighty Jin Qianbao displayed an astonishingly powerful strength. The aura emanating from him was like a surging, turbulent torrent, making everyone take notice.

Jin Qianbao's strength had already reached a level where he could contend with a Source King Realm Middle Stage expert. But even so, facing the siege of so many enemies, he still appeared somewhat overwhelmed.

As time passed, Jin Qianbao gradually fell into a predicament.

Finally, amidst a shrill scream, Jin Qianbao could no longer withstand the crowd's attacks and crashed to the ground.

His once incredibly strong body was now beaten to pieces, flesh and blood flying everywhere in an extremely tragic scene.

However, Jin Qianbao also managed to kill a Source King Realm Early Stage expert in return—that was King Yun—as well as three Source Realm youths.

King Yun had already been injured by King Xiao earlier. He was originally at the back, but the two like King Hei in the front feigned being heavily wounded and made way.

As a result, Jin Qianbao seized King Yun and fought him to the death. He himself knew that if he could take anyone down with him, it could only be King Yun.

When Jin Qianbao gave up his defense to kill King Yun, he was also killed by the attacks of the other three.

However, a sliver of Jin Qianbao's true spirit Origin hid itself within King Yun's Inner Universe.

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