Open up and break into another world

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

As for the Eye-Sword Ruler, he was scared to death—Xu Ming crushed his ultimate move, the "Myriad Kill Sword Formation," with a single palm. What did this mean?

It meant... Xu Ming's strength was far greater than his!

"Escape!!"

After a brief hesitation, the Eye-Sword Ruler immediately came back to his senses and ran away!

Although escaping from the Ancient Cultivation Battle Stage would result in a loss, and those treasures worth fifty drops of Chaos Origin Fluid would be awarded to Xu Ming according to the rules of the Ancient Cultivation Battle Stage, if he didn't escape, the Eye-Sword Ruler would die right now!

Was he to escape the battle stage and bear the wrath of the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage, the Yi Wood Quasi-Sage, and other great powers; or was he to stay on the battle stage and wait to be killed by Xu Ming?—This seemed to require no thought at all!

In any case, he had to save his life first!

After all, if his life was gone, everything would be gone!

"Escape!!"

At this moment, it was likely the fastest moment in the Eye-Sword Ruler's life!

But...

In front of Brother Ming, you still want to escape?

Whoosh—

A scarlet, eerie spear light instantly pierced through space and time.

"I..." In the Eye-Sword Ruler's eyes, infinite horror erupted. Immediately, the sword shadows in his eyes instantly annihilated; his pupils no longer had any brilliance.

Reincarnation Five Styles... Residual Blood!

Bang!

The Eye-Sword Ruler's divine body fell heavily onto the battle stage, without the slightest bit of life.

Xu Ming retracted his spear, stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "A top-tier Mind Cultivator at the Ruler level?—His attack is indeed very powerful, enough to suppress ordinary Half-Sages; however, his defense is too weak, at most it can only be considered the limit of a Ruler!"

"Hiss—"

The entire audience was filled with sounds of gasping for air.

"The Eye-Sword Ruler, just like that... died?"

"This death is too..."

Originally, everyone thought that—Xu Ming would be easily defeated, even killed, by the Eye-Sword Ruler!

But now, what everyone thought would happen had completely reversed!

At this time, the surrounding Ancient Cultivators truly realized—when Xu Ming didn't dare to accept the challenge, it wasn't because he was "as timid as a mouse"; when Xu Ming accepted the challenge, it wasn't because he was "ignorant of life and death"!

Xu Ming was completely... playing the pig to eat the tiger!

Wasn't he?

Such an easy battle allowed Xu Ming to win a bet worth fifty drops of Chaos Origin Fluid!—Just two slaps and one spear strike, worth fifty drops of Chaos Origin Fluid! Even a Saint's move wouldn't be so valuable!

"Eye-Sword... died!?" The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage almost couldn't stand steadily when he saw this scene.

Because...

At the instant the Eye-Sword Ruler died, it also signified that—the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage had not only bankrupted his family, but also owed forty-five drops of Chaos Origin Fluid!

Forty-five drops of Chaos Origin Fluid... How would the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage repay it?

Even repaying with his life wouldn't be enough, right?

"Xu Ming!!!!" The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage shouted angrily, "I, Northern Cold, challenge you!!"

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage's reaction was still very quick. He knew that if he wanted to change his "heavily indebted" fate, the only way was to defeat, even kill, Xu Ming and take back all the treasures!

Therefore, the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage couldn't care less about the arrogance and dignity of a Quasi-Sage, and directly issued a challenge to Xu Ming!

"Oh?" Xu Ming glanced at the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage with some surprise.

"Xu Ming! You wouldn't dare, would you?" The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage deliberately provoked.

Would Xu Ming not dare?

Many of the surrounding Ancient Cultivators couldn't help but look at Xu Ming.

"Dare?" Xu Ming couldn't help but sneer, and said, "Northern Cold, you are a Quasi-Sage, how can you be embarrassed to challenge me, a Half-Step Ruler?—Do you have any shame?"

"Uh..." The surrounding Ancient Cultivators then realized—that's right! Xu Ming was only a Half-Step Ruler!

Just as Xu Ming said—a Quasi-Sage challenging a Half-Step Ruler? Do you have any shame?

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage's face turned green and red, and was incomparably ugly. However, in order to provoke Xu Ming to accept the challenge, he still brazenly continued to provoke: "Xu Ming, if you don't dare, then you don't dare, why say so much nonsense?"

Xu Ming naturally understood the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage's intention, which was to anger himself and make himself accept the challenge. He couldn't help but smile playfully and said: "If you want me to accept the challenge, that's also possible!"

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage couldn't help but brighten his eyes.

"However..." Xu Ming changed the subject, "Sorry, I don't fight with paupers!"

"What!?" The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage couldn't help but be stunned—he was actually being nakedly despised by Xu Ming! And the key was, he couldn't refute it at all!

"Northern Cold!" Xu Ming sneered, "The treasures on my body add up to at least one hundred drops of Chaos Origin Fluid; my life is so precious! And what about you? I'm afraid you can't even take out one drop of Chaos Origin Fluid, right?—Want me to accept the challenge? That's possible! Take out your treasures and prove that your life is as precious as mine, and I'll accept the challenge immediately!!"

Xu Ming looked at the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage with a mocking expression.

"I..." The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage's face became even more ugly—prove that his life was as precious as Xu Ming's?

Could he prove it?

He couldn't prove it at all!

Not to mention treasures worth one hundred drops of Chaos Origin Fluid!

Even treasures worth one drop of Chaos Origin Fluid, he could no longer take out!

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Therefore... the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage could only honestly be despised by Xu Ming, and couldn't refute it at all.

Next, Xu Ming's words almost choked the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage to death: "Heh! You can't even take out treasures, and you dare to come out and challenge?—Don't come out to embarrass yourself anymore in the future!"

"Pfft!" The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage directly spat blood.

...

Whoosh—

Above the Ancient Cultivation Saint City.

The figure of the Ghostlock Quasi-Sage rapidly passed by, with an anxious expression: "Xu Ming ah Xu Ming! You must hold on until I arrive!"

In the Ghostlock Quasi-Sage's view, Xu Ming could not possibly be the Eye-Sword Ruler's opponent. He could only pray, pray that Xu Ming could hold on for a while longer; when he arrived at the Ancient Cultivation Battle Stage, he would be able to use his extremely high authority in the Ancient Cultivator Holy Land to stop this battle.

"Almost there!" The Ghostlock Quasi-Sage was eagerly anticipating.

Boom!

Finally, the Ghostlock Quasi-Sage saw the Ancient Cultivation Battle Stage.

Seeing that Xu Ming was still standing on the Ancient Cultivation Battle Stage, the Ghostlock Quasi-Sage was immediately relieved: "It's good that he's okay!"

"Eh—?"

However, immediately after, the Ghostlock Quasi-Sage noticed the Eye-Sword Ruler, lying not far from Xu Ming, who had already lost his life.

"This is...!?"

The Ghostlock Quasi-Sage immediately widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

Explain to everyone: Recently, I have been on long-term business trips, both busy and tired, so the updates are getting less and less powerful. I am too sleepy today, so there is only one chapter. I will get up earlier tomorrow morning to write a chapter, thank you for your understanding.