The moment the Heavenly Thunder Wings appeared on his back, Zi Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Just like what he said, he was only showing them the power of the Thunder Clan's techniques, not a killing technique that allowed him to fight three people above his level.
Feeling the killing intent coming from Zi Chen, as well as the sudden appearance of the lightning wings on his back, the trio's expressions changed drastically. They felt a dangerous aura coming from Zi Chen's body, so they immediately switched from attacking to defending.
They were Heaven Martial Artists. When facing the weak Dan Primordial Realm cultivators, they could kill them with pure elemental energy. However, if they were to face someone of the same level, their only advantage would be their strong defense.
"Thunder, strike."
The Thunder Summoning Technique appeared again, and more Heavenly Thunder fell from the sky. The blue sky suddenly turned silver, as if a Thunder Dragon was raging, and the thunder energy was violent.
The three of them worked together to form an indestructible defense to defend against the Heavenly Thunder. The Heavenly Thunder Wings on Zi Chen's back shook, and he shot forward. This was the first time he initiated a close-range attack since the beginning.
The crowd only saw a flash of silver light, and Zi Chen's figure was already gone. His speed was faster than lightning.
The rumbling of thunder continued, and the Heavenly Thunder energy surged wildly. The ground shook, and even the silver world in the distance seemed to be in a frenzy. This change lasted for ten breaths.
After ten breaths, the rumbling of thunder dissipated, and so did the violent Heavenly Thunder energy.
When all the Heavenly Thunder energy dissipated, the world returned to normal, and the crowd looked at the scene.
The three earth-elemental Heaven Martial Artists stood motionless. The perfect defense formed by the three of them had been torn apart, and Zi Chen was standing in the middle of the three of them. The Heavenly Thunder Wings on his back disappeared, and the Dragon Soul Spear in his hand trembled slightly. Bright red blood flowed down the body of the spear to the tip, and then dripped down.
The crowd was shocked, because the vitality of Du Ji and the other two had completely disappeared. Although the three of them were still standing, they were already dead.
Within ten breaths, Zi Chen killed three people above his level. Everyone was shocked by Zi Chen's powerful combat ability.
In the distance, the mocking look on Yan Wu's face had long disappeared. He looked at Zi Chen, his eyes filled with fear. To be able to kill the enemy within ten breaths, the opponent's battle prowess had already surpassed that of a normal Empyrean Martial Artist.
Lei Ming was equally shocked. However, after the initial shock, his face was filled with excitement. Today, not only had he witnessed many of the Thunder Tribe's battle skills, he had also seen the legendary supreme treasure of the Thunder Tribe, the Heavenly Thunder Wings.
Zi Chen put away his spear and turned around. As he walked past Du Ji and the other two, their bodies suddenly exploded.
The three of them exploded, and their inner cores and spirit rings flew towards Zi Chen. Zi Chen quickly took out a spirit ring and recognized it as its owner. He then opened it and took out a few drops of mid-grade essence liquid, which he immediately swallowed.
By the time Zi Chen walked in front of Lei Ming, the elemental energy that he had just expended had already completely recovered.
Lei Ming stared blankly at the approaching Zi Chen. His eyes were filled with excitement and tears.
"Come with me."
Zi Chen glanced at Lei Ming, not understanding why he was so agitated. After speaking coldly, Zi Chen turned and walked towards Yan Wu.
Lei Ming followed behind Zi Chen mechanically, but his heart was beating like a drum. Clearly, he had already guessed what the other party was going to do next.
As expected, just as Yan Wu's expression became uglier and uglier, Zi Chen walked in front of him. He stretched out his hand and looked at Zi Chen coldly.
Yan Wu's face began to twist, and his expression kept changing.
Zi Chen said coldly, "Give it to me."
Anger rose in Yan Wu's heart. Beside him, the two Empyrean Martial Artists' gazes also became unfriendly.
"Give it to me." Zi Chen shouted again.
Domineering, truly domineering.
At this moment, Zi Chen gave off an extremely domineering aura. After killing three Empyrean Martial Artists, he was now going to find trouble with the other three.
Behind Zi Chen, Lei Ming was also influenced by this domineering aura. Endless pride rose in his heart. The Thunder Clan should have a Thunder Bone. The Thunder Clan should be like this.
Yan Wu's expression became uglier and uglier. The humiliation and anger in his heart had already reached its peak. However, under the other party's aggressive gaze, Yan Wu could not summon any fighting spirit in his heart. He could only grit his teeth and say unwillingly, "You can't protect him. Not only him, you can't even protect yourself. When they come back with the ancient technique, it will be the time of your death."
Facing Zi Chen, Yan Wu could not summon any fighting spirit in his heart. At this moment, he could only leave behind some harsh words. According to his own script, the other party would ignore him and then coldly shout, "Give it to me." Then, he would unwillingly hand over the thunder essence.
Yan Wu's idea was good. Although he would also lose face, at least he would say some harsh words and save some face.
However, it seemed that the other party's temper was not good. Moreover, he did not follow his script.
After Yan Wu's harsh words, a hint of impatience appeared on the other party's cold face. Then, he suddenly withdrew his outstretched hand and clenched it into a fist.
Then, he punched out.
With a punch, golden light flashed and surging power surged. This was a strike made with pure strength, and it was also an offensive skill unique to Perfect Bodies.
The two parties were very close, and Yan Wu had been wary of the other party's sudden attack. Just as Zi Chen suddenly threw out a punch, a defensive light barrier appeared around Yan Wu's body. At the same time, he exerted strength in his feet and flashed backward, shouting, "How dare you!"
Before Yan Wu could say the word 'sneak attack', the defensive light barrier he had erected shattered. At the same time, the golden fist beam hit Yan Wu's chest.
The crisp sound of bones shattering rang out continuously. Yan Wu's chest instantly collapsed. At the same time, the surging power in the fist beam entered the other party's body.
This power surged up his sea of consciousness and down to Abdomen, constantly wreaking havoc.
"Pfft."
Yan Wu, who was sent flying, coughed out a mouthful of blood. His eyes bulged as though they were about to fall out.
After flying a hundred meters, Yan Wu's body landed heavily. After landing, Yan Wu coughed out blood again. At the same time, he used one hand to support himself on the ground and pointed at Zi Chen with his other hand. His mouth squirmed. "You … You didn't follow the routine …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Wu died before he could even catch his breath.
Yan Wu was killed with a single punch. Everyone was shocked and petrified.
Previously, Zi Chen had killed Du Ji and the other two with lightning speed. He had relied on his speed and sharp weapons, which had only made everyone wary. However, now that he had easily killed Yan Wu with a single punch, his battle prowess was already terrifying.
With Yan Wu dead, Zi Chen slowly walked towards him. As he approached, Yan Wu's body exploded. The Spirit Ring and Essence Core flew towards Zi Chen.
Zi Chen had only delivered a punch of strength, so he didn't need to consume any essence liquid. After putting away the two items, he walked back again.
Zi Chen walked towards Lei Ming. He had already taken out the Thunder Liquid Essence from the Spirit Ring.
"Here." Walking to Lei Ming's side, Zi Chen handed the Thunder Liquid Essence to Lei Ming.
Lei Ming was still in shock. Seeing the Thunder Liquid Essence, he quickly shook his head and said, "This … This is what you got. It should be yours."
"I need it. I will find it myself. Take it and refine it," Zi Chen said firmly.
Zi Chen's sharp gaze made Lei Ming not dare to refuse again. He quickly took it. This Thunder Liquid Essence was very useful to Lei Ming. Just as Zi Chen said, he could control lightning. As long as he entered the Silver World, he would be able to obtain the Thunder Liquid Essence.
After handing the Thunder Liquid Essence to Lei Ming, Zi Chen turned and looked coldly at the two Heaven martial artists following Yan Wu.
Yan Wu was easily killed. The two of them were afraid that they would end up like Yan Wu. They stayed where they were and didn't dare to escape immediately.
At this moment, seeing Zi Chen's cold gaze sweeping towards them, the two of them trembled. Their fear had reached its limit.
Zi Chen stretched out his hand towards the two of them and said coldly, "Give it to me."
The two of them looked at each other and saw the fear and confusion in each other's eyes. One of them said in a trembling voice, "No, no."
"Give it to me," Zi Chen shouted again.
The fear in the two of them grew. It seemed that Yan Wu was killed with one punch after these two shouts.
The two of them were about to cry. One of them said sadly, "Lord, we really don't have it. We really don't have the Thunder Liquid Essence. We swear, we swear to the heavens."
The other person also looked at Lei Ming and said anxiously, "Lei Ming, Brother Lei Ming, quickly tell Lord whether you gave us the Thunder Liquid Essence or not."
Looking at the two of them, Zi Chen smiled and said coldly, "Give me the Spirit Ring."
"Ah." The two of them were completely dumbfounded.
So he didn't want the Thunder Liquid Essence. He wanted to rob them.
An expert who could kill Yan Wu with one punch was actually robbing the two of them. This made the two of them feel a strong sense of disbelief.
However, seeing the other party clench his fist again, the two of them didn't dare to talk nonsense. They quickly took off the Spirit Ring and removed the ownership. They respectfully handed it to Zi Chen.
After taking the Spirit Ring, Zi Chen's cold expression softened a little. He asked, "How many Ancient Roads do you have?"
"Fifty-eight. Lord, these are our fifty-eight Ancient Roads. It's not just us, the others are the same. They are all fifty-eight Ancient Roads."
Zi Chen asked slowly. The two of them hurriedly answered. In order to please him, they also said a few more words.
What they didn't know was that when they finished speaking, a playful smile appeared on Zi Chen's face.
Fifty-eight Ancient Roads. After leaving this place, they would arrive at the fifty-nine Ancient Roads. That was the first gathering place of the human race. There were many resources that could be exchanged. Since they could exchange for resources immediately, these people's resources wouldn't be of much use.
Zi Chen nodded. A rare smile appeared on his face. After scanning the Spirit Ring with his spiritual sense and taking all the resources, Zi Chen threw the Spirit Ring back to the two of them.
"There are still some materials inside. You can exchange them at the fifty-nine Ancient Roads."
The two of them originally thought that the other party would take everything, but who would have thought that Zi Chen would only take the resources and leave the materials behind. The two of them instantly showed joy on their faces. They quickly nodded and thanked him.
Zi Chen ignored the two of them. He turned around again and walked toward the crowd in the distance.
There were more than twenty Trial Takers there. All of them were shocked by Zi Chen's combat strength.
"Fifty-eight Ancient Roads, right?" Zi Chen sneered. He stopped when he was about ten meters away from the crowd.
Just as the crowd was confused, Zi Chen stretched out two fingers and said, "There are two paths. One is to die, and the other is to live. However, you have to hand over all your resources in exchange for your life."
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