The First Sage of Military Strategists

However, although the two were at the same level, Han Qing's combat power was many times stronger than Li Po's, thanks to the three supreme treasures. Even if Li Po fought to the death, he would not be able to make up for the huge gap between them.

With this punch, the thousands of ghostly black shadows shattered and dissipated, along with the Li Po behind it and the gate behind it, which twisted and deformed, and finally collapsed completely.

The leader of soul cultivation, one of the strongest humans in the late ancient period, Li Po, has now completely withdrawn from the stage of history.

Han Qing only threw one punch.

This scene, as seen by those around them, made them all look solemn and fearful.

Han Qing landed a punch, his body flashed with silver light, and then disappeared in an instant, reappearing in front of another person. This person was wearing a blood-red robe, with a handsome face like a demon, pale skin almost bloodless, eyes with an eerie bright red color, and fingernails that were sharp and long, just like the vampire in the movies Han Qing had seen in his previous life.

This person is named Blood Fiend, and is the leader of the Blood Cultivators.

Upon seeing Han Qing's sudden appearance, a terrifying pressure immediately swept over them.

Blood Fiend felt a surge of panic: "Han Qing, stop! Let's talk!"

Han Qing ignored him and threw another punch. It was still simple and unadorned, without any unnecessary movements, but the power of this punch already possessed the terrifying power to destroy peaks and shake mountains and move seas.

"Ten thousand bats soar into the sky!"

Blood Fiend was shocked and had no intention of resisting head-on. He immediately used an extremely mysterious escape technique. His body suddenly emitted a cloud of blood mist, accompanied by a chirping sound. From it flew out blood-red phantoms, which were blood-red bats about half the height of a person.

These bats immediately scattered in all directions. As long as one of them successfully escaped, the Blood Demon would not die and could devour the blood energy of others to strengthen itself and restore its power.

However, Han Qing did not give him the slightest chance to escape. With one punch, two-thirds of the blood bats were destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, a huge vortex of silver light appeared in the air, bursting out with a powerful suction force that suddenly sucked all the blood bats flying in all directions into it.

With a piercing scream, all the blood bats vanished and disappeared, and the Blood Fiend also perished.

All of this, though it sounds like a long story, actually only took a breath or two. Han Qing, like a ghost, flashed and changed positions in the air, unleashing two punches in succession, killing two people in a row. His strength was so formidable that it chilled the hearts of countless people around him.

"too frightening!"

"Han Qing's strength has become so great that it is impossible to contend with him!"

"Come on!"

...

Whoosh whoosh!
The remaining people scattered and fled. Han Qing glanced around and said in a deep voice, "I said, everyone must die today. Stay here!"

He flashed away, about to chase after Xu Yan, when suddenly, a figure flew out from the Thunder Pool below. It was Lei Wanlong, whose body had just been blown apart.

"Han Qing, die!"

With a roar, eight more thunder dragons soared up behind him and charged toward Han Qing at incredible speed.

Han Qing frowned; he sensed that things weren't so simple. If the Nine Extreme Thunder Dragon Formation were truly so easy to break, it wouldn't deserve to be called the Xuanlei Sect's most powerful formation. He immediately turned around and unleashed another Boundless Qi Circulation, blasting the eight thunder dragons to pieces once more.

Lei Wanlong laughed loudly: "Han Qing, it's just a futile struggle. Don't waste your energy. As long as the Nine Extremes Thunder Pool is destroyed, the Thunder Dragon will continue to cycle and regenerate endlessly. No one can completely kill it. So what if you are strong? Every bit of your Dharma power you use is one bit less. Eventually, your Dharma power will be exhausted, but I and the Taiji Thunder Dragon can be reborn infinitely!"

As he spoke, eight more thunder dragons flew out of the thunder pool again, their momentum undiminished.

Han Qing suddenly stretched out a hand, palm facing the eight thunder dragons soaring in the sky, and let out a low shout.

"seal up!"

The Primordial Ancient Seal suddenly appeared in his palm, each character on it radiating golden light. Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh, it shot out from the stone tablet and suddenly wove into a large net, covering the eight thunder dragons within it, and then suddenly shrank.

In the next instant, the eight thunder dragons transformed into a palm-sized silver bead, which then suddenly collapsed and transformed back into tadpole-shaped ancient characters that flew back to the Primordial Ancient Stele. Each ancient character had absorbed a large amount of silver thunder power, radiating a silver brilliance that shone brightly.

This is the Primordial Ancient Seal, possessing extremely powerful sealing power, ten or even a hundred times stronger than the Yin-Yang True Realm.

He can seal living things, instantly taking them into his inner space so they can never escape, just like the Gluttonous Demon. Even Han Qing couldn't release it, but he can seal inanimate and illusory things. Just like these eight thunder dragons, his power was broken down and sealed into tadpole-shaped ancient characters.

In that instant, Lei Wanlong's expression changed drastically. He discovered that the thunder power in the Nine Extremes Thunder Pool had decreased. This time, when the Thunder Dragon collapsed, the Thunder Pool was unable to recover the thunder power.

Once this cycle is broken, his biggest reliance will be gone, which means he will lose hope of killing Han Qing, and may even be killed in return.

Lei Wanlong immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong, and Han Qing also keenly noticed his change in mood, and asked with a smile: "Young Master Lei, it seems that the Xuanlei Sect's sect-protecting formation that you are so proud of is nothing more than this. You boast that the Thunder Dragon can be reborn infinitely. Now, I would like to see if it can be reborn again?"

Lei Wanlong's face darkened: "Han Qing, don't be so smug. If it weren't for the missing Bloodthirsty Lightning, preventing the complete construction of the Nine Extremes Lightning Pool, you would have been dead long ago. How dare you be so arrogant?"

"It seems Young Master Lei admits that I have broken the Nine Extremes Thunder Dragon Formation? Then die! You will never have the chance to build the complete Nine Extremes Thunder Pool again!" Han Qing reached out and grabbed the Manglong Spear, thrusting it forward with a fierce spear force surging from its tip, directly targeting Lei Wanlong.

"Walk!"

"Heaven-Piercing Thunder Escape!"

Suddenly, the liquid lightning in the Nine Extremes Thunder Pool surged up, and then streaks of lightning shot out and poured into Lei Wanlong's body, turning Lei Wanlong into a bolt of lightning.

Then, this bolt of lightning suddenly soared up again, flying towards the sky at an extremely fast speed. Not only that, it also split off several bolts of lightning to carry Xu Yan, Shi Chen and the others.

This move was beyond Han Qing's expectations, because the speed was too fast, far exceeding all the escape techniques he had ever seen before. In just a moment, Lei Wanlong and the others broke through the solidified shadow of the ancient city and disappeared into the distant horizon.

"You're quite adept at escaping!" Han Qing raised his eyes, glanced in the direction Lei Wanlong had left, then slowly came back to his senses and looked at the others around him.

Lei Wanlong took several people with him, but only the strongest and most important ones, including Xu Yan and Shi Chen.

There were dozens of other people present, including Ma Meng and Tan Yuanming, who were suppressed by the illusory image of the Boundless Monument Ancient City. At this moment, they all had expressions of despair on their faces.

When Han Qing swept his gaze over Ma Meng, he felt a chill run down his spine, but immediately put on a friendly smile.

"Brother Han, Lei Wanlong truly deserves to die! He actually used the blood of ordinary people as a sacrifice. If I weren't so weak, I would have destroyed him long ago. It's all thanks to your timely arrival that millions of lives in the Divine Wind Kingdom were saved." (End of Chapter)