Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Even those whose spines had been broken by Jingming struggled violently under the flames.

But Jingming ignored him and just let it burn.

In his view, the mansion reeked of filth and bloodlust. Even on the floor of one of the rooms, there were rows of gruesome corpses.

The upper facial features, including the nose, mouth, lips, tongue, ear tips, and eyes, were all cut off or gouged out. The tips of the hands and toes were also cut off. The upper body was naked, and the chest and abdomen were cut open and filled with mud and sand. It is unknown what organs were removed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 94 Come Back to Longhu Mountain with Me

The two words "corpse" trembled and howled in the flames.

Meanwhile, the other two child-like corpses quietly returned to silence.

Bibi ba la~~

Flames flickered, and the body's fat exploded and burst as it burned.

"From a distance, I could see a strong sense of resentment rising up from here."

"I thought everyone was dead, but I didn't expect there were still two survivors."

On the courtyard wall, a young Taoist priest with a long face appeared out of nowhere, looking down at Jingming and Yang Huaiyi with his hands clasped in his hands.

"Such ruthless killing, kid, which sect are you from?"

Those long, narrow eyes glanced sideways at Jingming and spoke slowly.

"You don't seem to have reached adulthood either, do you?"

Jingming looked up at the young Taoist priest.

"Which school of thought are you a disciple of?"

Jingming met the other person's gaze without fear and asked a question in return.

"Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain".

The young Taoist priest smiled and then spoke without any politeness.

"The new leader of Quanxing Sect, Zuo Jingming."

Jingming tilted his head back and spoke with a completely calm expression.

This place is already considered to be at the border of Fujian and Jiangxi provinces. As a major sect, Longhu Mountain has the authority to intervene in such matters.

"The new leader of Quanxing Sect?"

"interesting."

"Are you the Quanxing Sect leader who killed the Blood-Handed Butcher?"

"I've heard about you from Senior Brother Xu."

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze shifted, and he looked directly at Jingming.

"However, you call yourself the Master of the All-Encompassing Nature Sect."

"Do you want to make enemies of the whole world?"

"In this world, there is no one who can be my enemy."

Jingming chuckled and directly refuted Zhang Zhiwei's words.

"Haha, what a fine example of not taking a single penny, not giving a single hair."

"Is this what you call the new All-Encompassing?"

Hearing Jingming's arrogant words, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I thought I was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect there was someone even more arrogant than me.

This trip down the mountain was definitely worthwhile.

"Without increasing or decreasing, I am naturally invincible."

Jingming grinned.

"But it's you, Longhu Mountain."

"The bloodstains and filth in this place have been accumulating for at least several years. Doesn't Longhu Mountain care about this?"

Jingming then pointed to a room in the distance, in which there was a well.

"This has nothing to do with Longhu Mountain."

"The world is so vast, how could a small place like Longhu Mountain possibly manage it all?"

"Besides, after Master Dao learned about this, he rushed down the mountain."

"But I was a step too late."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, his flamboyant hair swaying slightly with his movement.

"The current situation is that I, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, have met you, the leader of Quanxing Sect."

"Hehehe, tell me, should we capture you, you Quanxing demon?"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves, completely ignoring the two fireballs burning beside Jingming.

He jumped down from the courtyard wall and came to stand in front of Jingming.

"you?"

"You can't beat me."

Looking up at Zhang Zhiwei, who was much taller than him, he shook his head and said.

“Little person, how ridiculous.”

Zhang Zhiwei ignored Jingming's words and reached out a hand to grab at Jingming.

On his palm, the dense, condensed golden light seemed almost tangible.

However, after Zhang Zhiwei pressed down three inches, his palm could no longer press down.

Because Jingming used the "Reversing Eight Directions" technique to create a protective shield.

"Interesting ability."

Zhang Zhiwei clenched his fingers slightly, and then felt something firm flick his fingers.

"There's something even more interesting."

Jingming grinned, turned his fist upside down, and punched Zhang Zhiwei directly in the abdomen.

However, Zhang Zhiwei reacted quickly, pressing down with his left hand to block Jingming's inverted eight-method punch.

"Is this your magnetism?"

"I never expected that you could use a juggling trick to achieve such an effect."

"Come on, let's try again!!"

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and reached for Jingming again.

On Longhu Mountain, none of his fellow disciples or people of similar age could defeat him.

Now, Jingming, a child even younger than himself, has managed to block his palm with a magic trick.

"Master Zhang, you are no match for me."

As Zhang Zhiwei reached out with both hands, Jingming's [Reversal of Eight Directions] also began to flow.

To Yang Huaiyi's astonishment, Zhang Zhiwei and Jingming transformed into a gilded sphere of light and a bluish-white sphere of light, respectively, and pressed together.

As the two collided, wisps of energy swirled in all directions.

boom! !

The two burning corpses suspended on either side of Jingming suddenly exploded.

Crush his bones and scatter his ashes!

The explosive sound brought the struggle between the two to a fever pitch.

A wisp of Qi visibly thickened around the two of them.

Judging from their expressions, Jingming remained as calm as ever, while Zhang Zhiwei became serious and earnest.

His golden light was evenly matched with the opponent's human magnetic field!

In other words, at twelve years old, he had already lost to six-year-old Jingming, having fought to this extent.

However, Zhang Zhiwei still wanted to test Jingming's limits, or perhaps his own.

Rustling sound!

A sudden gust of wind blew, causing Zhang Zhiwei's Taoist robe to flutter wildly, while Jingming remained completely unaffected.

Between the two, one is still and the other is moving, maintaining an extreme balance.

"Master Zhang, you can't beat me now."

Jingming looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was two heads taller than him, and said in a low voice.