This Man Possessed Combat Power Rivaling a Saint

The middle-aged man stepped into it without hesitation.

Wuji then wielded the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and swiftly repaired his True Spirit.

Had Wuji not helped him, even if he were reborn, he would likely still be doomed to congenital deficiencies.

Yet under the power of Wuji’s reincarnation, a Human Race True Spirit could be reshaped. Though not powerful, it was enough to allow him to survive.

A moment later, with Wuji’s help, the middle-aged man’s True Spirit had recovered to the strength of an ordinary person.

At the same time, an infant was born crying in an ordinary tribe within Wuji’s world.

"I really came back to life! A brand-new life…" The infant awakened the memories of his previous life the moment he was born, his heart filled with disbelief.

Although he was merely an ordinary person, he could sense that his True Spirit was no longer collapsing. At the same time, he had lost all his cultivation.

He did not care about that in the slightest. His heart was instead full of yearning for his new life.

Just then, a mysterious force suddenly descended, and the entire tribe fell into a temporal standstill.

Whether people, animals, or all things in nature, everything was frozen in place. Even their thoughts were bound. Only the newborn infant remained unaffected.

"Fellow Daoist, you can tell me the exact ** location of that strange place now, can’t you?"

Wuji’s senses instantly locked onto the infant.

If the other party made the slightest move, Wuji could erase him immediately.

Had he not been concerned that the other party might possess other means, he would have long since used the Soul Searching Technique.

However, given this fellow’s character, he should have anticipated that already.

If he erased all his memories before dying, it would mean missing out on a tremendous opportunity.

Besides, what Wuji had given was nothing significant. So what if he let him succeed?

"Fellow Daoist, I no longer have any mana, so I cannot give you a map.

But I have fully revealed my memories. You can examine them with your primordial spirit." Upon hearing this, Wuji’s thoughts stirred, and an image of Chaos appeared in his mind.

Very quickly, the image was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist, could you tell me in detail about that strange place?" Wuji asked.

The person before him had at least the cultivation of a Primal Unity Golden Immortal. Even after going to the land of opportunity, he had failed to obtain the Primal Unity Golden Liquid Pool and the Chaos Dao Stele. Clearly, that place was extremely dangerous.

Wuji wanted to know exactly how dangerous it was.

The man’s reincarnated body immediately described the strange place in detail. Just as Wuji had expected, it was filled with countless dangers.

Countless Chaos Fierce Beasts guarded the place, and their strength was extraordinary. Some were close to Saints, while some were even comparable to Saint Kings.

Those fierce beasts seemed to be guardians of the two supreme treasures. Though not particularly intelligent, they held murderous intent toward all outsiders.

Even so, Wuji became exceedingly cautious after hearing this.

For those lacking sufficient strength, entering that place was no different from courting death.

"Fellow Daoist, stay here and live for a while for now.

If news leaks outside, it will become troublesome." Wuji glanced at the man before him and smiled faintly.

Besides, even if something went wrong with that great opportunity in the end, Wuji would not mind killing him to vent his anger then.

His benefits were not something others could take so easily.

"I shall follow Fellow Daoist’s arrangements." He was now merely an ordinary infant, so naturally he did not dare defy Wuji’s will.

Moreover, Wuji’s instructions actually put him at ease.

If Wuji had released him immediately, he might have simply killed him to silence him.

At least for now, his life was safe.

Furthermore, this world was far safer than Fengwang World. He could use this opportunity to recover his strength, so that even if he left in the future, he would be able to protect himself.

After obtaining the information he needed, Wuji did not linger. He swiftly left Wuji’s world, and the laws of time and space receded as the Human Race tribe returned to normal.

From beginning to end, Wuji had never asked the other party’s real name. There was no need for it.

Their relationship was nothing more than an ordinary transaction.

Once his consciousness returned, Wuji was still holding the wooden box. He then looked at Li Xue’er in the distance and said evenly, "This wooden box is tied to matters of great consequence. Even the so-called Heavenly Spirit Cult Master here cannot protect it, let alone your Li family.

I can offer to buy it. State your terms. As long as they are not excessive, anything is fine."

Li Xue’er hesitated.

This was something her father had left her, so of course she did not want to trade it away.

But faced with an existence as powerful as Wuji, what could she do?

Seeing Li Xue’er hesitate, Wuji grew rather impatient. He placed restrictions on the wooden box again, casually tossed it back to her, and vanished without another word.

She had no sense at all and could not distinguish what was important from what was urgent. What could she possibly accomplish? He had just saved her entire family, yet she could not even understand something so obvious.

Li Xue’er stared blankly at the wooden box in her hands. Wuji was nowhere to be seen, and confusion flashed through her eyes.

"This is bad! Why didn’t you hand the wooden box over to that powerful existence? Run! We’re in danger!" Upon seeing Wuji leave, Old Zhao did not even notice the wooden box the other party wanted. His expression changed drastically, and he was filled with anxiety.

At such a critical moment, Li Xue’er still failed to understand the gravity of the situation.

If Wuji had not intervened to help them, they would have long since been captured by the Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult. How could they still be alive?

"Uncle Zhao, I…"

Li Xue’er looked sorrowful.

"Run! The Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult will never let us go!"

Uncle Zhao sighed and dragged Li Xue’er swiftly toward somewhere else.

However, not long afterward, a formidable aura suddenly appeared in the distance, accompanied by a thunderous roar. "Who dares kill a member of my Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult **?"

Before the words had faded, a colossal figure a hundred zhang tall appeared.

His presence was like collapsing mountains and raging seas, crushing Old Zhao and Li Xue’er until they could barely breathe. Their limbs stiffened, leaving them unable to move.

"The Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult… It’s actually a marshal of the Heavenly Spirit Legion!"

Old Zhao’s face was filled with fear. He had never expected to alarm such a figure.

Although the Li Family Patriarch was at the Peak Quasi-Saint realm, the marshal before them was also at that level.

Yet if they truly fought, the Li Family Patriarch would be no match for him.

This man possessed combat power rivaling a Saint.

"Uncle Zhao, I…"

Li Xue’er’s entire body trembled, and her face was pale.

"Hmph! Two insignificant ** dare kill a member of my Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult **? Die!"

The marshal regarded the two of them as ants, his killing intent surging to the heavens.

"Senior, please calm your anger! We offended you earlier, and we are willing to offer up the wooden box. Please spare our lives!"

Uncle Zhao was frantic. He looked around and cried out in pleading.

Unfortunately, how could Wuji possibly help so easily?

Upon hearing Uncle Zhao’s shout, the marshal flew into a rage.

These two juniors actually dared to slight him!

Without hesitation, the marshal charged straight at Li Xue’er and Uncle Zhao with his spear in hand.

Seeing this, Li Xue’er instinctively raised the wooden box to protect herself.

When the marshal’s attack struck the wooden box, a golden light abruptly spread out, instantly enveloping his entire body.

"Pfft… How is this possible?!"

The marshal’s eyes were filled with despair. It felt as though some terrifying power had invaded his body and was about to erase him on the spot.

"Argh! Argh! Argh!"

The marshal resisted with all his strength, only to discover that it was utterly futile.

Bang! The Heavenly Spirit Legion marshal’s physical body instantly exploded under that tremendous power. His flesh, blood, and soul all turned to dust.

A Peak Quasi-Saint close to the level of a Saint had died so silently.

Li Xue’er and Old Zhao stood to the side, their bodies trembling in terror.

"Uncle Zhao, what should we do now?" Li Xue’er asked anxiously.

"This is bad! We’ve caused a huge disaster! This Heavenly Spirit Marshal was the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master’s biological younger brother. Now that he’s dead, we probably won’t survive either." Old Zhao’s voice trembled.

Elsewhere, within the Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult of Fengwang World, the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master suddenly felt a wave of grief, as though he had lost an important relative.

"What exactly happened?"

Feeling something in his heart, he took out the sacred treasure of the cult—the Sky-Gazing Treasure Mirror.

This mirror could track the locations and conditions of members within the cult.

When he infused it with spiritual power to examine it, the light within the mirror suddenly flared before it shattered.

As the owner of the Sky-Gazing Treasure Mirror, the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master immediately understood what this meant.

The Heavenly Spirit Marshal was dead.

In shock, he muttered, "Impossible!"

The Heavenly Spirit Cult Master was named Qin Tianling, while the Heavenly Spirit Marshal was his younger brother, Qin Tianfeng.

The brothers had been deeply devoted to one another. Qin Tianfeng had always assisted his Elder Brother in managing the cult’s affairs, yet now he had died unexpectedly.

How could the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master not be overwhelmed with grief?

"No matter who it is, they must pay a heavy price!"

The Heavenly Spirit Cult Master’s furious roar shook the heavens, his voice spreading throughout the entire Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult.

Numerous ** were bewildered, unable to understand why their cult master was so grief-stricken and enraged.

At the same time, Li Xue’er watched the Heavenly Spirit Marshal get erased by the wooden box in an instant and finally realized what had happened.

"Gulp…" She swallowed nervously, her eyes full of shock.

The Heavenly Spirit Marshal was renowned far and wide, respected by all, yet he had perished so silently. Clearly, he had not died by her hand, but due to a method Wuji had left behind.

"I seem to have misunderstood. That senior’s strength far exceeds Father’s, and he may even be on par with the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master!" Li Xue’er thought to herself, regretting that the senior had already left.

But she quickly realized that since the senior still had expectations for the wooden box, he must surely still be watching this place.

A bold idea then surfaced in her mind.

"Senior, I offended you earlier. Please allow my Li family to offer this wooden box to you. We only ask that you agree to two matters!" Li Xue’er looked around and spoke loudly.

However, no response came even after a long while, and Li Xue’er’s heart filled with despair.

Her confidence instantly crumbled, and she became panicked and uneasy.

At this moment, Wuji had not gone far.

He floated high in the air, heard Li Xue’er’s call, and sneered inwardly.

He casually took out an ancient token. This token had long since fallen under his control, while what he had left Li Xue’er was merely an empty wooden box.

Wuji was not a kind person. How could he casually let such an opportunity slip away? Fortunately, he was not utterly bloodthirsty. Otherwise, Li Xue’er’s soul would have long since been destroyed. Why would he have waited until now?

At this moment, Li Xue’er hoped to trade with him again, but that was merely wishful thinking.

Li Xue’er had missed her chance. She had now lost the qualification to speak with Wuji.

In Wuji’s eyes, she was not even worth mentioning.

The Heavenly Spirit Sacred Cult’s prison space was where criminals were detained.

It was a Middle Chiliocosm attached to Fengwang World, transformed into a prison by the Heavenly Spirit Cult Master.

The Heavenly Spirit Legion was permanently stationed there, and the previous Heavenly Spirit Marshal had also set out from this place after his subordinate was killed.

Wuji quietly arrived before Heavenly Spirit Prison. Without saying a word, he destroyed its entrance with a single punch.

After entering the prison, he was surprised to find that the entire world had been transformed into a massive cage.

"An intruder!" A nearby immortal general of the Heavenly Spirit Legion shouted a warning.

In an instant, countless streaks of light flew in from every direction.

Hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers stood ready, along with dozens of Quasi-Saint-level experts.