To be honest, the constantly changing battle of Nascent Souls cultivators before their eyes had left the unsuspecting crowd bewildered.
Although many people had come today, the majority were just here to join the excitement and freeload.
Many of them had only received the complimentary pitch-black firearms and ordinary bullets, without any immediate intention to purchase special ammunition.
After all, there hadn’t been a specific consensus on which type of special ammunition was the most effective. With so many options available, they intended to observe and wait a bit longer.
Not every family could afford to buy a pile of special ammunition.
When they saw the blood mist rising, panic instantly spread among the crowd.
They had only come for some fun and didn’t intend to get caught up in all of this!
However, their spirits were reinvigorated when they saw the sudden appearance of three Nascent Souls from the Six Sects.
Nascent Souls, individuals at the pinnacle of mastery, were not commonly seen in the royal city.
And now, three of them had appeared simultaneously.
Furthermore, when they realized that these Nascent Souls had come to deal with the blood mist, the people felt somewhat relieved, with excitement shining in many eyes.
For many, it was their first time witnessing the prowess of Nascent Souls.
As they watched the three figures standing in mid-air, with the one in the center raising a hand and uttering the word “suppression,” causing myriad runes to descend, the awe-inspiring display made many hearts yearn for such power.
Just as they were about to relax and see how the three Nascent Souls would suppress the demonic presence, another unexpected twist occurred. The surroundings were once again enveloped in the blood mist, as if their flesh and spiritual power would be drained in the next moment.
Before fear could fully manifest, another round of reversals took place.
The Renwang Sword’s Sheath, an object known to everyone in the royal city!
When they saw the sheath engraved with mountains and rivers, the hearts of the onlookers finally calmed down completely.
With this artifact present, it would be difficult for them to meet their demise today.
As the crowd returned to their spectator mentality, ready to witness how the three Nascent Souls would suppress the demonic presence, another unexpected incident unfolded.
The blood mist expanded suddenly, pushing back the countless suppressing runes and even dimming the golden light of the Renwang Sword’s Sheath to some extent.
Amidst this situation, an ugly little rat instantly took shape from the blood mist and charged straight towards the direction of the Demon Sect Holy Saint.
“Demon Sect Holy Saint! Meet your doom!”
It threw a small bead from its claws.
It looked like the eyes of an unknown creature.
In an instant, the space twisted.
…………
Luo Wusheng was shocked.
Looking at the space he was currently in, he opened his mouth but couldn’t find the words to say.
In that moment just now, the scenery before his eyes had instantly changed, and when he snapped out of it, he found himself in the current space.
This space seemed boundless, with countless white cubic platforms standing tall.
And now he was standing on one of those cubic platforms.
(This… Why does it feel somewhat familiar?)
An eye that can manipulate space?
“Senior brother…”
“What is this place…”
Upon hearing the voices behind him, Luo Wusheng immediately halted his wild thoughts.
It was only then that he noticed his junior sister and Little Yulii had also been pulled into this world.
But before he could comfort the two girls, he saw another figure slowly taking shape not far ahead in their direction.
That figure was as tall as two people, a rat monster that stood upright, with bulging muscles exuding a terrifying sense of power.
(What is this? A super muscular rat?)
Luo Wusheng raised an eyebrow as he looked at the rat monster with a tuft of red hair on its forehead and a tail that was incredibly thick.
“Hehe… Hehehehe… Demon Sect Holy Saint, today is the day of your death… Huh? Why are there two more coming in?”
The rat monster’s confusion quickly dissipated, revealing a fierce expression. “Hmph, forget it, I’ll kill them all together. One Demon Sect’s Holy Maiden, and the other… must be your mistress, right? Haha! You all shall die!”
Thinking about the ordinary-looking woman who, like Luo Wusheng, had called it ugly to its face, the ferocity on its face deepened.
But the expression on the Miss Sword Fairy was even more ferocious.
“I’m not his mistress!”
Swish!
A sword aura appeared out of thin air, slashing across the rat monster’s arm, leaving a shallow white mark.
Lu Yuliu clenched her white teeth, and with a wave of her palm, invisible sword auras appeared one after another.
How could she be in that kind of relationship with that annoying guy!
The Miss Sword Fairy, whose emotions fluctuate greatly, looked towards her side before unleashing her attack. The Demon Sect Holy Saint wore a smirk-like expression, while the Demon Sect’s Holy Maiden, Bai Xiaoyao, looked at her with a mix of confusion, strangeness, scrutiny, and vigilance in her eyes.
She didn’t know how she could perceive so many layers of meaning from the gaze of Bai Xiaoyao.
But the number of sword auras in her hand instantly doubled.
In that moment, the young girl felt that she unleashed a power several times greater than her previous full strength.
However…
“Hmph, insignificant tricks. How dare you play around in front of this rat!”
The invincible muscular rat took a step forward.
With each step, terrifying spiritual power surged, shattering hundreds of sword auras in an instant.
Witnessing this scene, Luo Wusheng also took a step forward.
He completely blocked the residual force of the spiritual power, ensuring that the recoil wouldn’t harm the young girls behind him.
But all three of them had a serious expression in their eyes.
“He’s a Nascent Soul Cultivator.”
Luo Wusheng softly uttered these five words.
Bai Xiaoyao beside him wore a worried expression, and even the Miss Sword Fairy shifted her gaze towards him.
“Fear not, I will handle everything.”
Exhaling a breath of relief, Luo Wusheng mobilized the full power of his body, something he hadn’t done in a long time.
The two girls felt as if they were gently lifted by a large hand.
Bai Xiaoyao quickly understood what her senior brother intended to do, but she only gave his sleeve a light tug before letting go.
“Senior brother, be careful…”
She knew that her meager cultivation was of no use in a battle at this level.
Watching this scene, Lu Yuliu couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation in her heart.
Until the two girls were sent far away by the spiritual power, Luo Wusheng suddenly felt a vibration coming from his wooden sword at his waist.
“Don’t die.”
Sweeping his divine sense over the words on it, Luo Wusheng shook his head and chuckled.
Come to think of it, ever since he awakened his memories, he had never fully exerted his power again.
With a flip of his palm, the Formless Cube was already floating in his hand.
“I shouldn’t lose… I just don’t know how far I can go without an audience.”
As Luo Wusheng thought to himself, he suddenly noticed that the Formless Cube in his hand became unusually active.
It even surpassed the previous encounter with the Heavenly Tribulation!
A pensive expression appeared on his face, followed by a gentle smile. He raised his chin provocatively at the seemingly arrogant muscular rat in front of him.
His eyes were filled with disdain and pity.
Seeing the contemptuous expression of the detestable Demon Sect Holy Saint, a surge of nameless anger rose in the heart of the super muscular rat.
In an instant, memories from the past two days rushed into its mind.
Humiliation and unwillingness transformed into hatred and madness in an instant.
Demon Sect Holy Saint! Even if I kill you a thousand times, it still won’t be enough!
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