I’m Leveling Up Too Quickly - Chapter 439

Chapter 439: How Strong (1)
This matter could also be said to be due to Zhu Wuyang’s great charm!

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However, this incident had caused Zhu Wanhao to offend the other two Nine Dragon Princes. Zhu Wanhao had never met these two people before, but she had somehow offended them.

After seeing the astonishing potential of Zhu Wuan, a portion of the cultivators who belonged to the other two Nine Dragon Princes had joined Zhu Wuan.

Even though Zhu Wuwan didn’t do it on purpose, the truth was the truth. Zhu Wuwan didn’t know what the other two Nine Dragon Princes would think, but she was sure that they would feel uncomfortable.

When they found out that Zhu Wuan was also participating in the next legacy competition, the relationship between the three of them would probably be even worse.

But so what?

Pan Yufeng’s strength was only at the Late Divine Transformation Realm, and Liang Jingyan’s strength was still at the Mid Divine Transformation Realm. Zhu Wuwan could defeat the two of them now, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

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Even if he couldn’t take the position of the Thousand Poisons Sect Master in a few decades, the position of Nine Dragon Mountain Master would still be in Zhu Wuwan’s hands.

It was just that Zhu Wuwan had never thought that she would not be able to take the position of the Thousand Poisons Sect Master in a few decades.

One had to know that Zhu Wuan was already invincible in the Incarnation Realm. If he was given another few decades, not to mention raising his Qi Refinement cultivation to the level of invincible in the Incarnation Realm, Zhu Wuan even had some confidence that he could directly break through the shackles of the natural moat and advance to the ranks of the ancient giants.

Although the possibility wasn’t high, Zhu Wuyang could give it a try.

After all, the Demonic Sense Tower was about to open in a few years, and the 300 Small Worlds were about to open in more than ten years…As long as he grasped these two great opportunities, Zhu Wuyan would be able to step into the perfected Divine Transformation Realm and even the ranks of Void Refinement Realm giants.

To Zhu Wanhao, the other two Nine Dragon Crown Princes were no longer a threat. His opponents had already changed to the most outstanding batch of legacy Crown Princes in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

However, in everyone’s opinion, Zhu Wuyan, who was still young, had an unstable foundation, and had just stepped into the Nascent Soul realm, was definitely not qualified to participate in the legacy competition in a few decades. The legacy competition in more than a thousand years would be Zhu Wuyan’s stage.

Even after more than a thousand years, it would be very difficult for Zhu Wuyang to compete for the position of Nine Dragon Mountain Chieftain. It could only be said that the chances were the greatest.

It was just that even Zhu Wuwan herself did not know how much it could improve after more than a thousand years. At the very least…At the very least, there shouldn’t be any problem with the fusion or higher.

Invincible in the human world!

It had only been a few years since Zhu Wanhao had started cultivating, but he had already walked the path that other cultivators would take thousands of years to walk.

Therefore, if Zhu Wuyan was given another thousand years, he wouldn’t dare to speculate about his own achievements.

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Just as Zhu Wanhao was concentrating on adapting to the sudden increase in strength and tempering his body bit by bit, the assassins from the Sacred Flame Sect finally sneaked into the Worryfree Underground Secret Hall silently with the help of the ancient Formation-Breaking Talisman and amazing concealment techniques after collecting and investigating information for more than a month. Even Zhu Wanhao did not notice them.

It was only when this late-stage Soul Formation assassin arrived about a thousand meters away from Zhu Wuwan that Zhu Wuwan noticed his existence. One could imagine how powerful this person’s concealment ability was.

“Dragon Soars and Tiger Leaps!”

Faced with a Soul Formation Final Stage cultivator who was a must, Zhu Wuan was only a cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul Stage. Now that the Sacred Flame Sect had sent a Soul Formation Final Stage cultivator to assassinate Zhu Wuan, and one who was proficient in concealment techniques and had an ancient array breaking talisman, the Sacred Flame Sect basically did not think that they would fail.

However, the Sacred Flame Sect would never have thought that Zhu Wuyang could easily destroy this late-stage Soul Formation cultivator with just a simple punch.

His fist was like a terrifying dragon. Under the disbelief of this late-stage Soul Formation cultivator, it broke through his defense like breaking dry branches and rotten wood. Whether it was a supreme-grade spirit weapon or a low-grade magic weapon, they were as fragile as tofu in front of Zhu Wuwan’s fist.

“Boom…”

The Soul Formation Final Stage assassin didn’t even have time to react before he was smashed into pieces by Zhu Wuwan’s fist.

A late-stage Soul Formation cultivator nurtured by the Sacred Flame Sect had overall strength comparable to a perfected Soul Formation cultivator in the outside world.

Facing Zhu Wuan’s punch, he didn’t even have the slightest bit of strength to resist and was killed by Zhu Wuan’s punch.

Most importantly, Zhu Wuyang only used 30% of his strength!

“It’s a little heavy. I didn’t control my strength well!”

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Zhu Wuwan frowned. A ball of flames burned the body of the Soul Formation Final Stage assassin into ashes and took away his valuable items and storage ring.

Originally, Zhu Wanwan only wanted to severely injure him and see if she could use the Soul Assimilation Technique to obtain some information from him. However, she did not expect a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator to be so weak that he could not even withstand a third of his strength.

In addition, Zhu Wuwan didn’t restrain her strength in time, so she killed this late-stage Soul Formation assassin directly.

What made Zhu Wuwan even more speechless was that after killing this person, Zhu Wuwan thought of a good way to make use of this assassin. Unfortunately, he was already dead.

What a pity!

The death of this late-stage Soul Formation cultivator basically did not cause any waves. Zhu Wuwan naturally would not say anything. After all, if he did, wouldn’t his true strength be exposed?

At that time, there was no one in the Worryfree Underground Secret Hall. Even the ancient giant who had been secretly protecting Zhu Wuan did not know that this late-stage Divine Fire Enlightenment Great Assassin had infiltrated the Worryfree Underground Secret Hall, let alone know that he had died.

Although some of the Sacred Flame Sect’s higher-ups knew about this matter and had even discovered that the Soul Fire of the late-stage Soul Formation great assassin had been extinguished, which meant that he was already dead, the Sacred Flame Sect would not expose this matter.

If they were exposed, wouldn’t they be telling others that they had sent a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator to assassinate an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like Zhu Wuan?

If this kind of thing was carried out in secret, there was nothing the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect could do even if they knew about it. At most, they would protest and return the favor.

However, if he said it out loud, it would mean that he wanted to start a war with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. At this moment, the Sacred Flame Sect was still a far cry from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

However, the Sacred Flame Sect was also very angry that a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator had died for no reason. Most importantly, they did not even know how he had died, which was even more annoying.

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Every Soul Formation Realm cultivator could be considered the backbone of the sect. Even the three super immortal sects would only send one or two Soul Formation Realm cultivators every time something happened. Basically, they could deal with it.

A Soul Formation Realm cultivator was not a cabbage. Every one of them was a pillar of the sect outside. A Nascent Soul Realm ancestor could support a thousand-year-old family, let alone a Soul Formation Realm cultivator.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was so powerful that it was publicly acknowledged as the number one immortal sect in the Southern Wasteland. However, the total number of Soul Formation Realm cultivators in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was only about 300,000. Moreover, it had been accumulated over the years.

However, how many intelligent lifeforms were there in the territory of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?

This number was at least 30 trillion. On average, there was only one Soul Formation Realm cultivator in every trillion intelligent life forms. One could imagine how low this ratio was.

Not to mention, most of the Soul Formation cultivators were at the early and mid stages of the Soul Formation Realm, and less than one-fifth of them were at the late and peak stages of the Soul Formation Realm.

The death of every cultivator above the late-stage Soul Formation realm was not a small matter for the Thousand Poisons Sect, let alone the Sacred Flame Sect.

Now that a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator had inexplicably fallen, the Sacred Flame Sect was also very angry.

Therefore, how could the Sacred Flame Sect just let it go? Moreover, Zhu Wuyang was still alive and well, and nothing had happened to her. However, the late-stage Soul Formation cultivator they had sent over had inexplicably died. How could the Sacred Flame Sect be willing to swallow this grudge?

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