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Chapter 129: The Pursuit of a Ninth-Rank Warrior
🕑 Added 2024-09-25 07:45:56 +0000 UTC"All of them were fifth-rank warriors," Ye Fan sneered disdainfully. "Useless."
These fifth-rank warriors had clearly overestimated themselves. Even as lapdogs, they had to realize what kind of person they were trying to bite!
"You…" Yang Pei’s eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what he was seeing. His personal guards, all fifth-rank warriors, had been effortlessly slaughtered!
Meanwhile, Lin Luoluo stood, her body radiating an intense and eerie aura. The Soul Slayer Sword continued to absorb the blood essence of the fallen warriors, and an overwhelming murderous intent surged from her.
Feeling this, Yang Pei’s legs weakened, trembling under the suffocating pressure. His eyes darted in panic as the glass box in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.
"W-who are you?" Yang Pei shouted desperately, trying to regain control of his fear. "Do you know who I am? I’m from the Yang family of Spey City! If you kill my men, your entire family will be slaughtered!"
He tried to mask his terror with anger.
"Family?" Lin Luoluo’s eyes flickered momentarily as she heard that word, her expression softening for a brief second.
Once, long ago, before the wars, she had indeed had a family—one filled with love and happiness. But now…
Her gaze fell back on Yang Pei, and any hint of warmth disappeared, replaced by a deadly resolve. The intense murderous aura radiating from her paralyzed Yang Pei, who felt his strength drain away as the box slipped from his hands.
"Let me go! I’ll pretend none of this ever happened," he pleaded, stepping back frantically. The terrifying aura around him only grew heavier, and Yang Pei knew—this woman wanted him dead.
"I’ll give it to you! Take the skeleton, it’s yours!" he cried out, his voice trembling as he backed away.
But Lin Luoluo had already raised the Soul Slayer Sword.
Whoosh—
With a single swift motion, a deadly arc of white flames shot forth from the blade—Nether Flame Soul Slash!
Boom!
The crescent-shaped white flames struck Yang Pei directly, slicing his body cleanly in half.
【Killed fifth-rank warrior, gained 500 evolution points.】
【Absorbed blood essence of fifth-rank warrior, gained 0.5 energy points.】
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"Only a fifth-rank," Ye Fan muttered, sounding disappointed. "He acted like he was invincible, but he was just another weakling."
Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from a distance. Sensing them, Lin Luoluo quickly grabbed the glass box containing the Silver Skeleton and stored it in her spatial ring before vanishing into the night.
"Yang Pei has been killed!!!" Voices echoed as city guards rushed to the scene.
…
"Finally, I’ve got it."
Inside a secluded room, Lin Luoluo pulled the glass box from her spatial ring, holding it in her hands. She examined the contents closely—a silver skeleton, perfectly intact, even the skull was flawless.
Staring at the skeleton, Lin Luoluo closed her eyes, and a soft, melancholic hum escaped her lips, like an ancient funeral hymn.
"Her story is truly tragic," Ye Fan remarked, watching the scene unfold.
According to Lin Luoluo's plan, her next target was the slave camp. But how many warriors guarded it? By now, she was on the brink of reaching the peak of the seventh rank.
"This must be the place!"
"Over here, quickly!"
Suddenly, voices and footsteps grew louder from outside. Lin Luoluo’s sharp hearing caught the approaching sounds, and her eyes narrowed.
In an instant, the skeleton vanished back into her spatial ring.
"There’s no escape now," a voice said from outside. "Even though Yang Pei is dead, I’ve found you."
Wang Qiang, the captain of Spey City’s guards, smirked as he extended his hands, channeling his source energy. Boom!
The energy erupted into flames, which surged toward the building Lin Luoluo was in, triggering a massive explosion.
A shadow shot up from the roof, trying to escape, but Wang Qiang's eyes gleamed with excitement as he leaped into the air to intercept.
Lin Luoluo, mid-air, suddenly sensed danger and looked up to see Wang Qiang rushing toward her. With a clenched fist, he summoned a massive energy-formed fist that hurtled toward her.
Bang!
Reacting instinctively, Lin Luoluo raised the Soul Slayer Sword to block the attack. But the force behind the punch was overwhelming, sending her flying across the sky before slamming her into a distant wall, shattering it on impact.
"Wang Qiang is invincible!" the guards below cheered, impressed by their captain’s might.
Wang Qiang chuckled darkly, landing gracefully on a nearby rooftop before charging forward again.
Lin Luoluo staggered to her feet, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. Wiping it away, she activated her source energy, directing it into the Soul Slayer Sword. The sword began to emit a faint, radiant light as healing energy flowed from it, mending her wounds almost instantly.
"That was a ninth-rank warrior, wasn’t it?" she thought, assessing the situation. "His strength is indeed formidable."
Lin Luoluo had already faced ninth-rank warriors before when Ren Xing wielded the sword. This Wang Qiang possessed power on par with them, but she was still only at the peak of the seventh rank. Even with the All Attribute Amplification, she wasn’t strong enough to rival a ninth-rank warrior yet.
"Could she really die here?" Ye Fan wondered, a bit anxious. Lin Luoluo was the first sword master to trigger a system notification about her potential, and her ability to grow was remarkable. It would be a shame if she were to fall so soon.
Suddenly, Wang Qiang charged at her again, this time drawing a massive sword from his back. He leaped from the rooftop, aiming to strike her down in one powerful blow.
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