282: Exceptional talent!

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He couldn't even let out a scream; like a bubble bursting, he turned into the finest dust, scattered with the wind, and completely vanished from the world.

The moment Qin Wangchuan perished, a dark red phantom mixed with extreme resentment and Evil Qi suddenly shot out from the dust that hadn't yet dissipated, like a poisoned arrow, aiming straight for Lu Ming's face!

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow; he was not unfamiliar with this method.

Similar to the "Blood Soul Guide," it used the deceased's entire Divine Soul and resentment at the moment of death as a catalyst to lock onto the killer's aura, turning it into an indelible tracking mark, making it convenient for the forces behind them to seek revenge.

If it were in the past, he might have needed to use the golden book to transfer it, but now...

He saw him raise his hand casually and tap with his index finger.

The speeding resentful soul phantom seemed to crash into an invisible quagmire, suddenly freezing in mid-air.

Then, like a domesticated little snake, it slowly drifted down, finally curling up docilely in Lu Ming's palm, turning into a strange, blood-red, pulsating talisman.

Lu Ming did not crush it immediately; he was still waiting for the Luo Huang Immortal Sect to come knocking!

He was just worrying about not having a suitable "guide," so if the Luo Huang Immortal Sect came knocking on their own, it would save him quite a bit of effort.

After all, searching souls and refining spirits has always been the most direct way to understand the "local customs" of a region.

It could only be blamed on Mu Han; his brain was filled with nothing but killing all day long.

If Lu Ming wanted to understand the Profound Spirit Domain in detail, relying on Mu Han alone was absolutely not enough!

In fact, Lu Ming had originally intended to take his time and integrate into this domain in a more gentle manner.

However, the "local customs" here were quite "simple and honest," where one would flip the table and attempt to kill at the slightest disagreement.

Since that was the case, he couldn't be bothered to take it slow; he would just get it done in one go!

Anyway, the Luo Huang Immortal Sect was not one of those high and mighty Thirty-Six Blessed Lands forces.

Dying one or two Golden Core Cultivators in this vast Profound Spirit Domain couldn't be considered an earth-shattering event, right?

While he was lost in thought, to the other Cultivators present, it was somewhat horrifying.

Ever since Lu Ming had extinguished the phantom of Feng Qingyang and Qin Wangchuan with a single palm, the great hall had been deathly silent.

The remaining Cultivators of the Luo Huang Immortal Sect were ashen-faced, collapsing to the ground.

The surviving outside Cultivators held their breath even tighter, not daring to let out a sigh, looking at that figure in green robes with awe and fear.

Lu Ming brushed off the non-existent dust from his sleeves and then raised his eyes to scan the crowd.

"It's over!"

This was the collective voice in everyone's hearts.

The other party dared to kill even Qin Wangchuan so decisively; how could they, the insiders who witnessed the whole process, have any chance of survival?

Despair flooded everyone like a tide.

What an undeserved disaster! They just wanted to borrow a Teleportation Array; how did they get dragged into such a deadly calamity!

"Everyone!" Lu Ming suddenly spoke, his voice calm, and a smile that could be called "gentle" even appeared on his face.

"I have a virtue of cherishing life and have never liked to create killing karma recklessly."

As soon as these words were spoken, the dim eyes of the crowd suddenly lit up, and a glimmer of hope ignited in their desperate hearts.

Did this Senior's words... mean he was going to let them go?

However, Lu Ming's next sentence shattered their illusions.

"I invite you all to enter my human emperor banner for a chat!"

Before the words had even faded, the space behind him slightly twisted, and a phantom of an ancient dark golden banner suddenly appeared.

The banner surface moved without wind, then quickly solidified and expanded, finally turning into a towering gate flowing with dark golden luster.

It was just that the inside of the gate was deep and dark, and countless soul sounds that seemed to be weeping or complaining could be vaguely heard.

At the same time, wisps of black Qi that refused to dissipate were constantly leaking from the edges of the gate, appearing somewhat eerie and strange, truly clashing with the term "human emperor" that Lu Ming had used.

At this moment, the "Wonderful Brush Scholar" subconsciously asked stammeringly: "Sen... Senior, why... why is your human emperor banner... emitting black Qi?"

Lu Ming glared at him irritably: "You're the one who talks too much, aren't you!"

Then, without further ado, he moved his mind, and the dark golden gate suddenly produced an irresistible, overwhelming suction force, like a giant abyss mouth suddenly opening!

"No—" "Senior, spare us!"

Amidst the shrill screams and pleas, everyone in the hall, whether they were Disciples of the Luo Huang Immortal Sect or those few outside Cultivators, were all sucked into the deep gate and disappeared.

In an instant, only Lu Ming was left in the great hall.

He was not in a hurry to leave either; instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the Teleportation Array, waiting for the people from the Luo Huang Immortal Sect to come while focusing his attention on the Void Realm.

[Ling Canghai] [Feng Qingyang]

Both of these individuals were in the Early Golden Core Stage.

"No wonder they are so weak." Lu Ming curled his lips, but then he realized something.

"That's not right!" He remembered learning before that this Luo Huang Immortal Sect had three Golden Core Cultivators.

Why were only two on the list, and who was the other one?

"Forget it, it's not important; it's all the same whoever comes."

Lu Ming didn't take this matter to heart and began to collect his spoils of war.

They were all just a bunch of Foundation Establishment Cultivators; there was nothing worth looking at.

However, he was quite interested in the third-grade spiritual flame, the "Nether Profound Yin Fire."

This fire possessed the power to erode souls and dissolve bones, as well as the wonderful ability to nourish the Divine Soul, making it extremely suitable for Cultivators who cultivated Yin-attribute Cultivation Techniques.

And the "Asura Prison Tribulation Scripture" that Lu Ming cultivated was a Blood Dao Cultivation Technique, and since the Blood Dao belonged to Yin, it was actually just right for him!

"The Three Yin Nether Fire was just worrying about not having an opportunity to upgrade, and this third-grade spiritual flame born in a place of extreme Yin and extreme Evil Qi has just been delivered to my doorstep."

Examining the fist-sized deep purple flame in his hand, with ink-like shadows flowing on the outer flames, Lu Ming smiled with satisfaction.

However, in this way, it was hard to say whether the Three Yin Nether Fire would swallow the Nether Profound Yin Fire, or if the Nether Profound Yin Fire would swallow the Three Yin Nether Fire.

But it didn't matter; as long as it could be used by him, that was fine.

However, it was obviously not suitable to refine it now, so Lu Ming put it away first.

Then he came to the front of the Teleportation Array and sat down cross-legged.

Taking advantage of the time he had now, he observed the complex Formation patterns on this Teleportation Array, attempting to comprehend the mysteries within.

However, very quickly, he furrowed his brows.

These Formation patterns were profound and obscure, involving the principles of spatial displacement, and were not from the same source as the Formations he had learned.

Just looking at the surface runes, he couldn't grasp the essence at all, as if he were reading a heavenly book.

Lu Ming was about to summon his dharma body to comprehend it with him, but as soon as the thought arose, another flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"It seems... there is a more suitable candidate."

Thus, the human emperor banner behind him trembled slightly, and a slightly illusory figure dressed in scholar's robes was "spat" out.

It was none other than the Wonderful Brush Scholar who had been taken away just moments ago!

But at this moment, there was no longer any trace of panic or fear in the eyes of the Wonderful Brush Scholar, only full loyalty!

With the current power of the human emperor banner, refining the soul of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was simply as easy as turning over one's hand.

The reason Lu Ming summoned him out alone was very simple.

This person had extraordinary talent in the Dao of "borrowing"!