Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"So this old thief's skills all originated from the ancient Shiva statue?"

"But this statue clearly shows no signs of spiritual energy, which is strange..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaoxiang frowned slightly, her gaze also fixed on the ancient Shiva statue opposite her. A hint of doubt arose in her heart, "Could it be that I have misjudged?"

Although Tianmu was extremely fanatical about the ancient Shiva statue in front of him, even regarding it as a deity, the statue had no spiritual energy fluctuations; it was merely frightening in appearance, almost indistinguishable from a broken antique.

Therefore, it's no wonder that Lu Xiaoxiang is suspicious right now.

"My disciple Xiaoxiang, come with me to worship the ancient god Shiva. Only by sincerely offering sacrifices to Shiva can you receive his favor..."

Beside him, Tianmu stepped forward again, glancing back at Lu Xiaoxiang behind him with a barely perceptible lewd glint in his eyes, as if he intended to take her along in the sacrificial ceremony.

"What trick is that old scoundrel up to now...?"

"No! The effects of the near-eighth-grade 'Traction Medicine' haven't kicked in yet; now is not the time to act...!"

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoxiang became wary, but she didn't immediately turn hostile. She braced herself and followed.

According to the plan Lu Feng initially gave her, now is not the best time to take action, so she has to be patient for a while!

...

Meanwhile, on the banks of the Blackwater River, the fierce battle continued.

Rumble!

A deafening roar of energy clashing swept through the air, and the next moment, countless hurricane blades and storms dissipated. Wuxin, coughing up blood, retreated hundreds of meters until he finally collapsed in a sorry state, his face deathly pale. It seemed that he was powerless against Lu Feng in this battle!

"This child's dantian has actually awakened a legendary spiritual soul?!"

"No, this can't be...!"

He struggled to his feet, ignoring his severe injuries, and stared intently at Lu Feng not far away, his eyes filled with terror and shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

After all, the innate spirit soul he awakened was only the Earth Spirit Soul, one of the five elements, and its ability was quite weak, only able to improve defense by a little bit. It was far inferior to the legendary spirit soul awakened by Lu Feng: the Hurricane Spirit Soul!

What Wuxin found even more unacceptable was that Lu Feng was just an ordinary rogue cultivator with an unremarkable background, and even a decade younger than him, yet he had awakened a legendary spiritual soul that was as rare as phoenix feathers and horns, which was simply defying the heavens!

"I tell you, is that all you've got, kid?"

Ignoring Wu Xin's shocked gaze, Lu Feng remained standing with his hands behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips. "If this is all you've got, then you can die in peace...!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng suddenly unleashed an even more terrifying Yuan Power aura, which was also vaguely mixed with the nascent Yuan Sea aura. Moreover, it covered an area of ​​about 100 meters in radius, and seemed to be no different from a real Yuan Sea Realm expert!

Lu Feng's current strength has greatly increased, which is inseparable from the 400,000 high-grade spirit stones "contributed" by Jin Tai, the former young master of the Jin family, as well as the six-fold increase from the Treasure Basin, which is a total of 2.4 million high-grade spirit stones!

However, the only pity is that even after absorbing a full 2.4 million high-grade spirit stones, Lu Feng still hasn't been able to break through the Yuanhai Realm barrier in one fell swoop, and is still one step away from becoming a true Yuanhai Realm expert.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Lu Feng's Yuan Power aura had become significantly stronger, and even showed the nascent form of a Yuan Sea aura, Wu Xin's expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but feel flustered and lost. "No, this kid is simply a monster!"

"I can't linger here fighting. I have to find my master quickly, or I'll surely die a horrible death...!"

Thinking of this, Wuxin, who was originally full of fighting spirit, lost all his fighting spirit. At this moment, all he could think about was how to run away. He seemed to have been scared dumb by the strength that Lu Feng had shown!

After all, Lu Feng completely outclassed him in almost every aspect, whether it was personal strength, martial arts techniques, or his natal spirit!

If he wants to turn the tables on Lu Feng right now, his chances of winning are almost zero!

"All ghosts worship me, they are at my command; with a single thought, they are resurrected, their souls return!"

Thinking of this, Wuxin gritted his teeth and immediately waved the black and white soul banner in his hand, chanting incantations as he injected a strange corpse energy into the banner, seemingly performing some kind of martial art.

Waaaaah! Waaaah! Waaaah!

A sudden, eerie, ghostly wail rang out, and the ground beneath everyone's feet suddenly cracked open. Then, a large number of ghostly figures burst out of the ground and pounced towards Lu Feng on the other side, as if a hundred ghosts had broken through a barrier, their malevolent aura astonishing!

After summoning hundreds of ghosts from the underworld to besiege Lu Feng, Wuxin dared not continue the battle. He immediately turned around and rushed towards the Shiva Temple, seemingly intending to ask his master, Tianmu, for help.

"Trying to run? No way!"

Despite being surrounded by a large number of ghostly figures, Lu Feng remained calm. He raised his hand and unleashed a giant golden palm of Yuan energy from a distance, instantly shattering countless ghostly figures. At the same time, the residual power was undiminished and pointed directly at Wuxin, who was fleeing in panic not far away.

"What?!"

Seeing that his full-force attack was easily neutralized by Lu Feng, Wu Xin's pupils shrank sharply, and a look of disbelief and shock appeared on his face.

It should be noted that the black and white soul banner in his hand could not only summon the corpse energy of a hundred ghosts, but was also an eighth-grade spiritual treasure bestowed by his master, Tianmu. Yet, it could not even withstand a casual palm strike from Lu Feng, which naturally shocked Wuxin greatly!

Pfft...!

Before Wuxin could even react and defend himself, the next second a giant golden palm of Yuan energy pierced through the air, like an unstoppable sword that could pierce his heart, instantly breaking through his vital points and staining the ground with blood!

"Master, Master...! Help, help me...! Uh!"

With his heart meridian ruptured, Wuxin collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the ancient Shiva temple not far away, as if he was about to ask the Heavenly Eye for help. But before he could finish speaking, he was no longer breathing.

"Soul Devouring Technique, Devour!"

With a single palm strike, Lu Feng killed Wuxin without hesitation. He immediately used the Soul Devouring Technique to refine the soul left behind by the corpse, and then rushed towards the ancient Shiva temple opposite without looking back.

"This! This... This... Master Wuxin is actually dead?!"

"Not only Master Wuxin, but even Lord Wuyun Jie and the chieftain of Wuyun Valley are dead! Just who is this guy...!"

"There's been no movement from Celestial Master Tianmu's side, and the chieftain and Daoist Wuxin have also been killed by this brat. What should we do?!"

Seeing the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield, the surviving ordinary barbarians on the banks of the Blackwater River were thrown into chaos and scattered in all directions, like a group of dragons without a leader, creating an extremely chaotic scene!

...

Meanwhile, inside the ancient Shiva temple

"Hehe, my disciple Xiaoxiang, you seem to have become even more beautiful today..."

Tianmu first lit an incense stick towards the ancient Shiva statue opposite him, but then suddenly grinned and grabbed Lu Xiaoxiang's right wrist, a hint of lewdness and heat flashing in his eyes.

"My lord, what are you doing?!"

When Tianmu grabbed her wrist, Lu Xiaoxiang's pretty face changed slightly. She immediately struggled to break free from his grasp, her voice becoming somewhat panicked, "Let go of me!"

"What are you doing?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"

Faced with Lu Xiaoxiang's questioning, Tianmu snorted coldly, his tone turning somewhat sinister, "You ignorant little girl, how dare you secretly poison my wine? Do you really think I'm so lecherous and muddle-headed that I know nothing?"

"Your little tricks can't fool my eyes...!"

Tianmu exerted force again with his palm, while firmly gripping Lu Xiaoxiang's right wrist, making it difficult for her to break free for the time being, his tone revealing a playful tone.

Clearly, he had known about Lu Xiaoxiang's poisoning plan all along, and all of this was just a deliberate act, a counter-plan.

"That old scoundrel Tianmu!"

"So you already knew...!"

Seeing that her plan had been exposed, Lu Xiaoxiang also frowned, and a sense of foreboding arose in her heart.