Chapter 89: Life is Short; Why Does Senior Wei Choose the Shortcut?
An open grassland, Meng Changqing was resting here.
But at a certain moment, his eyes flickered, looking ahead.
He saw a figure walking out of the nearby mountains and forests.
He was wearing black clothes, carrying a long sword.
It was Wei Qing.
âSenior Wei?â Meng Changqing stood up slowly, his eyebrows raised slightly.
He remembered not telling Wei Qing the destination.
How did Wei Qing find out?
It seemed there are traitors in the sect.
âJunior Brother Meng, Iâve been waiting for you for a long time,â Wei Qing smiled, his mouth slightly tilted.
This was the truth.
He had arrived half a day ago.
Itâs just that he didnât have the patience and went forward on his own, only to encounter Meng Changqing who was resting.
âIs there something that you need that you couldnât wait for me to return. Did you really have to be chased here?â Meng Changqing smiled faintly.
âOf course, itâs an important matter,â Wei Qing replied with a smile, then raised his right hand slightly.
Behind him, two more people appeared.
They were both dressed in black robes.
Their aura was also very powerful, both at the Ninth Stage of the Sea Cleaving Realm!
One of them even had occasional bursts of pale green flames on his body.
âUnderworld Demon Sect,â Meng Changqing calmly read the characters on the sleeves of the two people.
âYou guessed it right,â Wei Qing said, looking at Meng Changqingâs reaction.
He had speculated earlier that since who would refuse a golden qi land, and afterwards he had come several times, Meng Changqingâs reactions were always cold.
He asked himself if he had done anything wrong.
So the answer could only be one.
Meng Changqing must have found out something.
And now, it seemed to be true.
âHow did you discover my concealment technique, which even the sectâs inspection methods couldnât detect?â Wei Qing asked curiously.
âYou donât need to know that,â Meng Changqing couldnât say it was the systemâs function.
âIn that case, please Junior Brother Meng, help Senior Brother complete a task,â Wei Qingâs expression gradually turned cold.
âWhy bother with words, just kill him,â the black-robed figure behind him said impatiently.
His voice was hoarse, very unpleasant, giving a feeling of grinding stones.
âI came here not to listen to your idle talk. Hurry up and finish it. Hehehe, the flesh and blood of a genius is enough to refine the Underworld Blood Cocoon Pill!â
âAccording to the previous agreement, after the pill is refined, one per person,â the other person said.
In their words, it seemed that Meng Changqingâs fate was already sealed.
âButâŠâ Seeing this, Wei Qing no longer spoke much.
With a burst under his feet, his body became like a remnant shadow, rushing towards Meng Changqing.
Sword qi whistled above his head, blood shadows roared behind him.
At this moment, Wei Qingâs strength was definitely among the top hundred, or even top eighty, in the sect!
âJunior Brother Meng, itâs time to hand over your life!â
âTo thank Senior Brother Wei for bringing me these two friends, I will make your death easier.â
Meng Changqing smiled slightly.
He withdrew his gaze from the two people.
On those two, he saw attributes that interested him.
âWhat?â
Wei Qing was somewhat puzzled.
But the next moment, his face changed drastically, and countless golden lights seemed to reflect in his eyes.
âGreat Transcendent · Gathering of Ten Thousand Swords!â
On Meng Changqingâs body, countless golden sword energy burst out!
Densely packed!
The quantity was as vast as a sea of swords, crushing towards Wei Qing!
âThis!â
The cruelty and confidence on Wei Qingâs face had long disappeared, leaving only endless horror!
Although âGreat Transcendent · Gathering of Ten Thousand Swordsâ was not his main cultivation method, he understood it very well!
With such a vast quantity, such terrifying sword moves!
Clearly, Meng Changqing had perfected the âGreat Transcendent · Gathering of Ten Thousand Swordsâ to the utmost realm! Completely surpassing him!
But⊠how could this be possible!
Meng Changqing had only obtained this martial art technique a month and a half ago!
A month and a half to perfect it?
Even if a monster was born in someoneâs belly, it wouldnât be this ridiculous!
He remembered that it took him two years to reach this level.
âUnderworld Blood Devouring Art · Blood Shadow Protection!â
Without time to think, Wei Qing quickly activated his martial technique.
Nine blood shadows appeared behind him, quickly surrounding his body and enlarging, resembling shields.
But in front of the countless sword qi, they were like illusions, struggling for just a moment before completely shattering.
âNo!â Wei Qing roared in despair.
Although he was not a genius, he was not far behind.
As long as he completed this task, he could return to the Demon Sect and receive higher cultivation!
But now, everything was gone.
Boom!
Wei Qing was instantly overwhelmed, crushed to pieces!