Lao Zi frowned while looking at the Primeval Lord of Heaven before saying, "Brother, don't lose the Dao of your mind. You know, Ming He has shown up at the Cultivation Tribulation of the Dragon and got his Merit from the Way of Heaven, so you can see that he really is a tough person." After hearing his brother's words, the Primeval Lord of Heaven calmed down. In contrast, Tong Tian started to regain his concentration on his cultivation, instead of envying Ming He's power.

Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, and the G.o.ddess Nv Wa were completely shocked. Since they were the disciples of Hong Jun, they each thought they were better than the other cultivators. To their surprise, Ming He, who had never revealed his talent in cultivation, had reached the Peak Stage of the Sage-to-be earlier than the others. They didn't know whether Ming He achieved it through dividing his three Separations or only by cultivating the Divine Laws. Sometimes, it was the unknown that frightened people most.

Confronted with the intense power of Ming He, the other cultivators at the Sage-to-be were all stunned. The 60 plus cultivators had guessed that Ming He might be at the Late Stage of the Sage-to-be, but they had never considered that he was at the Peak Stage, which had been beyond their expectations.

Out of the 68 Sages-to-be, the strongest was only at the Mid Stage of the Sage-to-be, and the others were all in the Early Stage. Facing Ming He's Peak Stage of the Sage-to-be, there was no way they could win. They had also found that Ming He had cultivated both, his flesh body and his purusa, mastering the two kinds of power from the Divine Laws at least. One was the Law of Heaven and Earth, that he used to keep the Hong Meng Immortal Qi, and the other was the Law of Killing that he used to enhance the power of his fists.

Challenged by the strong power of Ming He, a few of the cultivators, at the Early Stage of the Sage-to-be, had a thought occur to them which quickly faded to the back their minds. Although the Hong Meng Immortal Qi was really tempting, they weren't willing to steal it from Ming He or try to force him to give it over. Obviously, Ming He voluntarily wouldn't hand it over, so it would cause a battle.

Realizing this, many of the cultivators became terrified. Although they had more allies, they would suffer a great loss in order to win that battle, quite a few cultivators would even end up paying with their lives. Besides, if they didn't work together as one to fight with Ming He, they would not have a chance to win.

Looking at Ming He, the Ancestor of the Wild Wind fumed. He had never imagined that Ming He had reached such a powerful level. While looking around, he found that many of the cultivators were trying to fade to the back. This worried him because if someone retreated, it would become impossible for them to successfully rob Ming He of the Hong Meng Immortal Qi.

The only chance they stood to kill Ming He was if they fought against him together. The Ancestor of the Wild Wind understood that even a small difference in cultivation level meant a large gap in power. He remembered that he could have killed several cultivators at the Early Stage of the Sage-to-be when he was at the Secondary Stage of the Sage-to-be. Therefore, he knew how terrifying the power of a Sage-to-be at the Peak Stage would be.

However, the Ancestor of the Wild Wind had no other options since he wanted to enhance his force. Nowadays, the Wu clan and the Demon clan had merged into the strongest clans of the Untainted Land, and even the Three Clans; the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kylin couldn't match the two. Under such a great pressure, even if the Ancestor of the Wild Wind was a Sage-to-be, he wouldn't be ranked among the strong. What's worse was that the Three Pristine Ones, G.o.ddess Nv Wa, Jie Yin, and Zhun Ti were made Sages by the words of Hong Jun.

Therefore, the Hong Meng Immortal Qi that Ming He had gotten was the only chance for the Ancestor of the Wild Wind to change his situation. He wouldn't give up on stealing the Hong Meng Immortal Qi from Ming He, just like plenty of the other cultivators. Acquiring abilities through the stages of the Sage-to-be, they all had become proud of themselves and a bit arrogant too, so none of them were willing to be ranked lower than the other.

In order to break this embarra.s.sing situation, the Ancestor of the Wild Wind started to say something, otherwise several of the cultivators were going to leave. To start the battle he said, "Ming He, although you are at the Peak Stage of the Sage-to-be, you don't frighten us at all. Don't forget that there are 68 Sages-to-be before you."

After hearing the Ancestor of the Wild Wind's words, the fear in the cultivators' minds decreased greatly. The words of the Ancestor of the Wild Wind sounded simple, and yet they meaningful. The Sages-to-be were among the top cultivators in the Untainted Land, so if they were "frightened" into retreating, they would ruin their reputation. When the Ancestor of the Wild Wind mentioned the "68 Sages-to-be", all of the cultivators enhanced their faith. One versus 68, it appeared as though Ming He didn't have any advantage in this battle.

Ming He shook his head. Greed was the origin of crime. Looking at all of the cultivators whose greed had been risen by the Ancestor of the Wild Wind's words, Ming He said, "Since this is what you all want, come at me together. One or 68, it's just number to me. It would be easy for me to kill anyone of you nonent.i.ties. I don't care if you are one or 68, I will kill you all, and today, I just happen to have the time to kill all 68 of you, one by one."

Dominating power! Ming He, unexpectedly, considered the 68 Sages-to-be as nonent.i.ties and even the Wu clan and the Demon Clan wouldn't dare to say such a thing. However, Ming He wasn't normally an arrogant person, but he was confident he would win, even facing the 68 Sages-to-be. As the old saying goes, if you know your enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and never be defeated.

On the one hand, Ming He clearly knew himself and had a solid foundation and a powerful flesh body. He also had a deep comprehension of the Divine Laws, giving him an unstoppable power. His Good Separation and Evil Separation were also at their Peak Stage of the Sage-to-be. If the other cultivators had known about this, most of them would run away immediately.

On the other hand, Ming He understood this enemy. The 68 cultivators in front of him were not a unit. Being defensive towards each other they would not be able to make the most of their power. Besides, most of them broke through into the Sage-to-be on the base of the Way of the Three Separations, which made their foundation unstable. Even if they released their Separations, Ming He could handle it easily.

Since Ming He knew himself and his enemy, why not show off his dominating power? This battle was not only necessary to protect his Hong Meng Immortal Qi or to cultivate his Law of Killing, but also as a way to shock all of the cultivators in the Untainted Land, warning them to never bother him, otherwise, he would kill them all.

Ming He's dominating announcement made the other cultivators crazy. How dare he call them nonent.i.ties! All of them were at the Sage-to-be and even Ming He himself was not a Sage. The Ancestor of the Wild Wind was furious and shouted, "Everyone, let's kill this arrogant a.s.shole. Let him know who the real nonent.i.ty is."

As soon as they heard this, all 68 of the Sages-to-be started to attack together, forming one supernatural stream of power that was aimed towards Ming He. If Ming He was a normal Sage-to-be, he would have been destroyed and turned to dust by this unstoppable attack.

However, since he was Ming He, a Sage-to-be at the Peak Stage, would he be afraid of the others? Ming He laughed and before saying, "Well, you're all welcome to die by my hand." Without engaging any defense methods, Ming He directly rushed towards several of the nearest Sages-to-be. He knew that it was not wise to face the attack from the 68 Sages-to-be directly, but he didn't want to be in a pa.s.sive situation, and he believed that to attack was always the best defense.

"My blood forms into a crescent, and the Red Lotus booms. Facing tens of thousands of tactics, I will stand still." By attacking he hadn't given up his defense. Ming He burst out his endless blood spirit while moving towards several cultivators nearest to him. A large blood lotus formed around Ming He, deflecting a large portion of attacks, keeping them from hurting him.

The blood lotus was a Magic Skill comprehended from the Law of Blood, which could kill all of their tactics. No one could break his lotus unless their tactics were better than Ming He's blood spirit. This was also the reason why he dared to fight with the 68 Sages-to-be directly.

Finding that Ming He was moving towards them, several cultivators hurried to use their spiritual treasures to defend against the attack. Ming He sneered and made a fist, breaking all of their tactics in front of him. The power of his fist was stronger than previously, so how could these cultivators ward against it with only their Mid Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasures.

"Bang... " After a noisy explosion, several of their spiritual treasures had broken and the three closest Sages-to-be exploded into a b.l.o.o.d.y fog. Only a few of the cultivators with Mid Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasures survived, but their treasures were now full of cracks. They were all too scared to look directly at Ming He and they had never thought that death had been so close to them all.

In an instant, three Sages-to-be had died and Ming He remained unscathed, which was something they hadn't seen before. However, Ming He didn't care what they were thinking because this was just the beginning of the slaughter.

The death of the three Sages-to-be gave Ming He a piece of new comprehension about the Law of Killing. As he had expected, killing was the best way to comprehend that law. Since this was the case, he planned to start a real slaughter, causing the blood to flow, by killing them all!