Return of the Celestial King

Just then, Master Wu Jing shrieked and quickly dodged to the side.

It was a close call. He had nearly been struck by Qin Tuo’s palm.

Otherwise, that single strike from Qin Tuo would have likely been enough to severely injure Master Wu Jing!

Master Wu Jing’s face instantly flushed red with fury. Without hesitation, he raised the mysterious ceramic pot in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

He roared in a towering rage:

"You little mongrel, you forced my hand! Let’s see you dodge this!"

The moment he finished speaking, dozens of gray streams of energy burst from the shattered pot, each one baring spectral fangs and claws.

It was a swarm of terrifying, vicious evil spirits!

These evil spirits were mysterious Soul Bodies that had absorbed immense resentful energy, and their ghastly appearance sent everyone in the venue scattering in terror.

When in their lives had these Martial Artists ever witnessed such a bizarre and grotesque spectacle?

They could only curse their parents for not giving them two more legs as they fled for their lives, scrambling away in a mad panic without a single glance back.

Faced with the sight of these rampaging evil spirits, Qin Tuo’s expression remained utterly unfazed, as if he couldn’t be bothered by them in the slightest.

"Go on, you arrogant brat, keep putting on an act! Every one of these evil spirits has absorbed decades of resentful energy. In a moment, they won’t just drain all your Spiritual Qi—they’ll devour your flesh and blood, leaving nothing but a skeleton behind!"

As he spoke, Master Wu Jing let out a strange, cackling laugh that was utterly bone-chilling.

"Qin Tuo, run!"

From a distance, Chen Man Ni could no longer hold back a desperate cry, her eyes filled with utter despair.

She felt there was no way Qin Tuo could escape this. The thought of dying with him even crossed her mind.

The dozens of evil spirits suddenly opened their monstrous maws and lunged viciously at Qin Tuo!

However, Qin Tuo just sneered.

"These beasts are just a free boost to my Spiritual Power. What threat could they possibly be!"

Just as the resentful spirits were about to reach him, Qin Tuo suddenly roared, his hands conjuring a massive, shimmering golden Buddha statue.

The golden statue emanated a vast, ancient aura. A will of pure righteousness descended from above, instantly radiating outward in all directions.

With that single move, all dozens of evil spirits were instantly suppressed!

The evil spirits writhed in agony, but before the golden Buddha statue, they were utterly weak and powerless.

Master Wu Jing’s face went deathly pale with fright as he slowly backed away.

His eyes were wide with disbelief. These evil spirits were his precious treasures, raised through painstaking effort, and they were his deepest, most hidden trump card.

He had never imagined they would be neutralized so easily by Qin Tuo!

Suddenly, Qin Tuo let out another furious roar, and all the evil spirits were completely absorbed, transforming into Spiritual Qi and vanishing without a trace.

The resulting Spiritual Qi was incredibly abundant, a testament to just how powerful those dozens of evil spirits had been.

At that moment, Master Wu Jing’s expression twisted. He didn’t have to be a genius to know that he was utterly defeated!

And so, without a moment’s hesitation, he turned and fled.

But Qin Tuo shouted after him.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Then, he shot off in hot pursuit.

The situation was now crystal clear. Qin Tuo was completely victorious. Every member of the Liao Family knew they were finished and seized the opportunity to flee the venue.

No one gave Liao Feiying a second thought. Like rats deserting a sinking ship, every man was focused on saving his own skin.

Liao Feiying stood frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded. ’Even Master Wu Jing was beaten and forced to flee,’ he thought. ’Just how terrifying is this Qin Tuo?!’

’And if I stay here any longer, won’t I just be asking for death?’

He snapped back to his senses and immediately turned to run.

However, Huang Zhen, who was in the crowd, immediately spotted him and waved, shouting:

"Quick! Everyone from the Martial Artist Alliance, listen up! Seize Liao Feiying! Don’t let him get away!"

A group of Martial Artists instantly reacted, surrounding Liao Feiying with grim expressions.

Liao Feiying was the cause of today’s entire fiasco, and no one in the Martial Artist Alliance was about to let him off the hook. It was time to settle the score.

Liao Feiying’s face filled with despair. Facing an attack from so many people, the effects of his Awakening Pill were already starting to wear off. His strength was declining rapidly, and he was no match for them whatsoever.

And so, Liao Feiying could only raise his hands in surrender.

Huang Zhen immediately had Liao Feiying restrained, deciding to wait and see how the situation developed.

The entire stadium devolved into chaos, a cacophony of screams and angry curses ringing out!

Outside the venue, Ouyang Feifei noticed the commotion. When she looked closer, she saw that the inside had erupted into uncontrollable chaos.

She quickly asked:

"Inspector Huo, it looks like complete chaos in there. Should we go in and help?"

Seeing Ouyang Feifei’s worried expression, Huo Jianqiang shook his head and said gravely:

"Feifei, the chaos in there is a matter between Martial Artists. It has nothing to do with us. Our mission is to ensure that the trouble doesn’t spill outside."

’The entire Provincial City is about to be turned upside down,’ he thought. ’And to think the cause of it all is a single young man... It sounds absolutely insane!’

Since Huo Jianqiang had said as much, Ouyang Feifei had no choice but to drop the matter.

Meanwhile, Master Wu Jing was fleeing for his life, while Qin Tuo unleashed his full speed, hunting him down.

Before long, Qin Tuo had caught up to Master Wu Jing!

Seeing Qin Tuo’s terrifying speed, Master Wu Jing knew escape was impossible. Terrified, he immediately dropped to his knees and began kowtowing desperately, begging for mercy.

"Spare me, sir! Please, spare my life!"

Master Wu Jing’s face was a mask of terror, his lips trembling violently. Where was the slightest trace of the wise, transcendent master from before?

Qin Tuo slowly walked up to him, a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Heh. You want me to spare you? In your dreams!"

This Master Wu Jing was a Warlock who followed a dark, twisted path. Qin Tuo despised people like him and intended to kill him on the spot, ridding the world of a menace.

Sensing Qin Tuo’s terrifying killing intent, Master Wu Jing trembled in fear and quickly cried out:

"Sir, if you spare me, I am willing to offer you a Thousand-year-old Ginseng! Consider it a gift in exchange for my life. How about it?"

He waited with his heart in his throat for Qin Tuo’s reply.

However, Qin Tuo just sneered.

"If I kill you, won’t the Thousand-year-old Ginseng be mine anyway?"

But Master Wu Jing quickly shook his head and said urgently:

"No! If you kill me, you’ll never find where the Thousand-year-old Ginseng is hidden! I’ve put it in an extremely secret location. No one in this world knows where it is but me!"

Qin Tuo couldn’t help but laugh mockingly.

"Hilarious. Do you take me for an idiot? The Thousand-year-old Ginseng is on you right now, isn’t it?"

Master Wu Jing froze, his expression instantly turning awkward.