A Foundation Establishment Cultivator, slain in a single blow!
And not an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but one from the Cyan Cloud Sect!
The faces of the other three Foundation Establishment Cultivators paled. They no longer dared to pursue the Thorny Earth Dragon and flew toward Cao Shaolong in unison, attempting to regroup.
Li Changâanâs last strike had been simply too terrifying.
None of them dared to face him alone.
However,
before they could regroup,
two Spirit Beasts and a Puppet shot out in unison, each intercepting one of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
At the same time, the Earth Dragon saw the situation was to its advantage and fled at top speed into the depths of the Black Dragon Mountain Range.
Li Changâan didnât stop it, only because Dahuang had already memorized its aura.
His gaze was cold as he looked at Cao Shaolong.
This man was the main target for today.
"Cao Shaolong, I once said that after I reached Foundation Establishment, I would have a fair fight with you."
"You..."
Cao Shaolongâs expression was grim. He deployed two Spiritual Artifacts to protect himself.
He had reached Foundation Establishment earlier than Li Changâan, and his reserves of Magical Power were deeper. Yet, at this moment, he didnât have the slightest bit of confidence.
That terrifying strike kept replaying in his mind.
Whether it was Li Changâanâs own strength, his two Spirit Beasts, or the Tier Two Puppet, everything far exceeded his expectations.
"Li Changâan, youâve hidden your strength so well!"
Cao Shaolongâs gaze swept over the Spirit Beasts and the Puppet, his heart trembling with shock.
Clearly,
all these years,
he had always underestimated Li Changâan.
It wasnât just him; everyone had underestimated this seemingly weak Loose Cultivator.
It was all because Li Changâanâs methods were always so cautious that heâd earned the nickname "Turtle."
Cao Shaolong had challenged Li Changâan to face him directly countless times. Now that his wish was granted, he didnât dare to step forward and fight.
Just then,
the Foundation Establishment Cultivator being held back by the Puppet roared.
"Li Changâan, we are Cultivators of the Cyan Cloud Sect! Our sect has a Golden Core Ancestor! How dare you kill a member of our sect? Arenât you afraid..."
He hadnât even finished speaking.
Li Changâan suddenly flashed forward, leaving only an afterimage in his place.
His aura exploded with ferocity. He shot across the sky like a humanoid Great Demon. Before the horrified eyes of the Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivator, he instantly shattered the manâs protective Spiritual Artifact.
The next instant,
he threw a punch, the wind from his fist whistling through the air.
BOOM!
The man couldnât withstand it. His entire body, along with the Armor he wore, exploded into a bloody mist from the terrifying punch!
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator, slain with a single punch!
Li Changâan raised a hand and, with a beckoning gesture, collected the manâs Storage Pouch and Soul.
With his current Tier Two Body Refinement and his Ancient Wood Divine Armor cultivated to Minor Achievement, an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator couldnât break through his defenses. They couldnât even stop him from closing the distance.
And just like that, the second Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Cyan Cloud Sect had fallen.
This was the very person who had just proposed helping Cao Shaolong kill Li Changâan.
Witnessing Li Changâanâs terrifying methods, the two remaining Cyan Cloud Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators turned pale with fright.
They knew that if it had been them facing that punch, or the Cyan Wood Divine Light from before, they too would have instantly exploded. There would be no other outcome.
"Li Changâan, this has nothing to do with me!"
"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me either! This is all a grudge between you and Cao Shaolong!"
The two of them, terrified, shouted in unison.
They only begged for Li Changâan to spare them.
"Cao Shaolong, from this day forth, I sever all ties with you!"
"I am willing to swear on my Dao Heart that I will never speak a single word of what happened today!"
"..."
They spoke in a panic, their voices trembling, their words becoming incoherent.
But Li Changâan paid them no mind.
He looked at Cao Shaolong again.
"Cao Shaolong, why havenât you made your move?"
"You..."
Cao Shaolongâs expression changed again and again.
Two of his junior brothers had been insta-killed by Li Changâan, unable to even put up the slightest resistance before they died.
At this moment,
the shock and disbelief in his heart were gradually turning into terror.
In the past, he would have attacked long ago, but now, the thought of retreating had taken root, and he didnât even dare to meet Li Changâanâs gaze.
It was as if he wasnât facing Li Changâan, but a Golden Core Master!
At this moment,
Li Changâan had truly become his Heart Demon!
Endless fear washed over him like a tide, instantly devouring his mind.
"Li Changâan, you... you..."
Cao Shaolongâs body tensed up. He gripped the Spiritual Artifact in his hand tightly, trying to convince himself to charge forward, fight, and conquer this Heart Demon.
But in the blink of an eye, his mental defenses completely crumbled.
He didnât dare.
In that instant, only a single thought remained in Cao Shaolongâs mind:
Flee!
In a state of indescribable terror, he turned and fled, desperately using his Escape Technique, trying to escape from his fated Heart Demon.
But it was all in vain!
He hadnât gotten far before a terrifying beam of Cyan Wood Divine Light tore through the sky and slammed heavily into him.
BOOM!
Cao Shaolongâs fate was exactly the same as the two before him.
He exploded in mid-air, turning into a shower of blood.
And with that,
there was one less person on Li Changâanâs list of scores to settle!
"Soul Comes!"
With a casual wave, he collected the manâs Storage Pouch and summoned his Soul.
Cao Shaolongâs Soul, its face filled with terror, appeared at the spot where he had fallen.
He never imagined that even after dying, he would still have to face his Heart Demon!
"Li Changâan, spare me! Let me go to the Reincarnation Path!"
He cast aside all dignity and wailed, begging for mercy.
But Li Changâanâs expression was indifferent. Without a word, he tossed the soul directly into the Venerable Soul Banner.
Afterward,
he looked toward the other two Cyan Cloud Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
The two of them were already white as sheets with fear. When they saw Li Changâan look their way, they began to tremble all over.
They would rather face an endless Beast Tide than a terrifying killing machine like him.
"Li Changâan, we have no grudge against you!"
"No grudge? It seems the two of you have forgotten what you said earlier."