At this moment, Lu Benwei was curled up on the ground, hugging a pile of Celestial Crystals with his buttocks in the air, lost in a blissful dream.
Three hundred Celestial Crystals.
It had been ages since he last struck it this rich.
In his dream, he was surrounded by three hundred beautiful women. They groped him, teased him, humiliated himā¦
But that wasnāt even the highlight. The real miracle was that he realized he was functional again.
It had grown backā¦
BOOM!
A deafening explosion jolted Lu Benwei awake just as things were getting interesting.
Sun Liās devastating strike landed squarely on Lu Benweiās body, sending up a cloud of dust and shockwaves rippling outward in all directions.
"Humph, time to claim the sword!"
Sun Li smirked coldly as he watched the dust settle, flicking his hand to disperse the smoke.
But when the aftermath cleared, the smug expression on Sun Liās face froze.
His attack hadnāt even managed to scatter the skeletonās bonesālet alone leave a scratch.
"Look! Itās moving!"
Someone in the crowd gasped.
All eyes turned to the scene.
Sure enough, the skeletal figureāwith a sword still lodged in its backsideāwas slowly clambering to its feet.
It seemed to be in a foul mood.
First, it glanced down at its crotch.
Then, it erupted into a rage.
"Which bastard dared interrupt this playboyās sweet dream?!"
Lu Benweiās fiery glare locked onto Sun Li and his group.
"Ah!"
"It can talk?!"
"And moveāisnāt it supposed to be dead?"
Gasps of shock spread through the crowd.
Sun Li, too, eyed Lu Benwei warily.
Closing his eyes briefly, he tried to sense Lu Benweiās presence but found nothing.
He scoffed in relief.
"Pah, itās just a dead thing. Whatās there to fear?"
With a dismissive smirk, he explained, "This skeleton can move and speak because of a lingering shred of consciousness clinging to its remains."
"If it were alive, weād stand no chance against it. But now? Itās just hanging on by its last breath. How hard could it be to finish it off?"
Hearing Sun Liās confident reasoning, the crowd relaxed.
"I suspect the reason the sword canāt be pulled out is tied to this last wisp of life," Sun Li mused.
"In that caseā¦"
His eyes narrowed as a gleaming sword materialized in his hand, radiating an oppressive aura.
"Let me put you to rest for good. Consider it a mercy."
With that, his wrist flicked.
The sword erupted with blinding light, its overwhelming power saturating the air.
It was clear Sun Li was going all out.
Despite his earlier bravado, he wasnāt foolish enough to underestimate the skeletonāespecially after witnessing it shrug off his earlier attack unscathed.
But this strike?
He was absolutely certain it would sever that last stubborn thread of life.
Because this sword strikeā
Could split mountains!
In an instant, $2he blade descended upon Lu Benweiās skull.
Before it even made contact, the air around Lu Benwei was shredded into vacuum, sharp energy rippling like blades.
And yetā
A single, pale finger rose lazily to meet the strike.
"Truly a mindless creature."
"Thinking a finger can block my sword? Pathetic."
Sun Li sneered.
With a final surge of energy, the sword closed the last inch of distance.
CLINK!
A crisp chime rang out.
The radiant swordāshattered into dust.
Sun Liās smirk twisted into a gaping "O" of horror.
His entire body trembled.
"H-how?!"
He stared at Lu Benwei as if seeing a ghost.
That sword had been a reward from the Three Lives Sect for his monumental contributionsāranked among the top three treasures in the entire sect!
A weapon countless experts would kill to possess.
And yet, it had been reduced to powder by a single finger?!
At that moment, $2un Li and his companions felt their brains short-circuit.
Thenāa hand materialized out of thin air.
Before Sun Li could react, it clamped around his throat and yanked him forward.
A faceācold as deathāleaned in close.
Sun Liās soul nearly fled his body from sheer terror.
A hoarse voice whispered into his ear:
"Where did this trash crawl out from? Did you really think this god has no temper?"