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Xu Ming couldn't hear a single word of the outside discussions. Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't care; because... all the suspicion would turn into silence after he displayed his strength!

Whoosh!

With a flip of his hand, Xu Ming's Natal Divine Weapon, the "Reincarnation Spear," appeared.

This time, Xu Ming's main purpose in taking on the mercenary mission wasn't actually to earn money, but to nurture his Natal Divine Weapon! Natal Divine Weapons need to be nurtured through slaughter; and this Rite of Sacrifice was clearly an excellent place for slaughter!

"You have half an incense stick's time to prepare! Your enemies will appear after half an incense stick!" Saint Mo said routinely.

Xu Ming said indifferently, "No need to wait for half an incense stick; just come out directly!"

Xu Ming didn't want to waste half an incense stick's time.

However, these words sounded particularly arrogant to others.

"Damn! Challenging the first level and still daring to be so arrogant! If he really had the ability, why doesn't he go challenge the third or fourth level!"

"I really find this Xu Ming particularly annoying!"

...

Saint Mo said expressionlessly, "Alright!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

Within the arena, which spanned tens of millions of miles, a thousand Blood Slaves quickly emerged, looking incomparably ferocious.

"They really are ugly!" Although Xu Ming had already seen the appearance of the Blood Slaves, he still felt that these monsters, devoid of their senses, were extremely ugly.

"But... their strength is really weak!"

A thousand Silver Moon Rank Four Blood Slaves naturally couldn't pose the slightest threat to Xu Ming! After all, Xu Ming had even killed a King-Sealing High Rank existence! The difference between Silver Moon Rank Four and King-Sealing High Rank was too great to be compensated for by numbers!

Let alone a thousand! Even ten million might not be able to threaten Xu Ming!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

"Brother Ming, add oil!" Although Luo Shui was very confident in Xu Ming's strength, she was also cheering and blessing him in her heart.

Faced with a thousand ferocious and bloody Blood Slaves, Xu Ming's expression hardly changed at all; he was still so calm. It was as if what was attacking him wasn't a thousand Blood Slaves, but a thousand ants crawling over.

Suddenly, Xu Ming's expression turned cold: "Kill!"

Xu Ming's feet were like roots planted in the earth, unmoving; his right hand gripped the tail of the spear, swung the spear, and swept it around in all directions.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!...

The monsters that pounced up just happened to crash into Xu Ming's spear. Instantly, like chunks of bloody tofu, they crashed into a rapidly spinning iron rod.

What would be the consequence of tofu hitting an iron rod? The consequence was naturally that all the bloody tofu was directly smashed into blood.

Whoosh—Whoosh—

The spear in Xu Ming's hand kept spinning.

One after another, Blood Slaves pounced towards Xu Ming, as if they were throwing themselves into a meat grinder.

Soon, all one thousand Blood Slaves were smashed into blood by Xu Ming's spear, not one left!

In the sky, the blood that the Blood Slaves had turned into scattered down like rain. The ground around Xu Ming was all dyed red; however, Xu Ming's body didn't get stained with a single drop of blood.

Too fast...

Everyone didn't expect that Xu Ming would pass the first level of the Rite of Sacrifice so destructively, seemingly without any effort at all.

"This Xu Ming still has some strength!"

"Judging from how easily he annihilated a thousand Blood Slaves just now, he shouldn't have any difficulty challenging the second level! If that's the case, why didn't he challenge the second level, but chose to challenge the first level instead?"

And Mu Zifan, Luo Shui, and a few others had finally guessed Xu Ming's intentions.

"Xu Ming wants to... challenge each level one by one?" Mu Zifan thought to himself, "But why would he do this? Could it be for... the meager rewards of each level?"

Mu Zifan guessed right! Xu Ming was for that "meager" reward!

"Congratulations, you have successfully completed the challenge!" Saint Mo's voice rang out, "You will receive a reward: one hundred bottles of Divine Marrow!"

"Wait!" Xu Ming shouted, "I want to continue challenging the second level!"

"Oh?" Saint Mo couldn't help but be slightly stunned—there were people who challenged higher levels after completing one, but they were very rare! He didn't expect one to pop up today.

"Alright!" Saint Mo certainly wouldn't have any objections; after all, the challenge proposed by Xu Ming was completely in accordance with the rules, "You have half an incense stick of preparation time!"

"I don't need to prepare!" Xu Ming said directly.

"Alright then!"

As soon as Saint Mo finished speaking, even more Blood Slaves appeared in the arena—this time, it was ten thousand Silver Moon Rank Four Blood Slaves!

"He doesn't need to prepare again!"

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"It seems that this Xu Ming has absolute confidence in his strength!"

"So what if he has absolute confidence? If he really has the ability, he would directly challenge the third or fourth level! What ability is it to flaunt his power in the first and second levels?"

"Hmph!" Jian Yue, the Heaven-Defying Limit genius of the Violet Light Sect, snorted even more disdainfully, "Just a trash who only knows how to act tough! He needs to use a weapon to deal with a mere thousand Blood Slaves; how much ability can he have?"

In Jian Yue's opinion, there was no need for a weapon to deal with a thousand Blood Slaves!

However, where would Jian Yue know that Xu Ming used weapons entirely to nurture his Natal Divine Weapon?

"After slaughtering a thousand Blood Slaves, my Reincarnation Spear seems to have become slightly stronger!"

Yes, slightly!

Slaughtering a thousand Blood Slaves only made it slightly stronger... From this, it can be seen that if one wants to nurture a powerful Natal Divine Weapon, one really doesn't know how much slaughter one needs to experience!

"Fortunately, the fourth level of this Rite of Sacrifice is one million Blood Slaves; the fifth level is even more of an endless sacrificial slaughter! I don't believe that slaughtering so many Blood Slaves still can't nurture the Reincarnation Spear well!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

At this time, ten thousand Blood Slaves rushed towards Xu Ming, covering the sky and the earth; like locusts crossing the border, they blotted out the sun.

This time, Xu Ming's feet were still unmoving, and he still used the move he had just used, the "Invincible Windmill"!

Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh—

The spear was like a spinning iron rod, and also like a meat grinder. All the Blood Slaves who dared to rush forward were all strangled into blood.

However...

The Blood Slaves of the second level not only far exceeded the Blood Slaves of the first level in number; moreover, they were also far superior in intelligence.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

Only a few Blood Slaves foolishly pounced towards Xu Ming; more Blood Slaves surrounded Xu Ming in the surrounding and in the sky, forming a hemisphere, and then began to use ranged attacks in unison.

"Hmph!" Among the watching experts and great powers, there were occasional cold snorts, "This Xu Ming is really too naive; he still thinks that the Blood Slaves of the second level are as stupid as the Blood Slaves of the first level!"

"If the Blood Slaves of the second level were really as easy to deal with as the Blood Slaves of the first level! Then, 'fighting ten thousand alone' wouldn't be so difficult!"

"Now, this Xu Ming will be caught off guard!"

"Hmph! Just watch him make a fool of himself!"