The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

With his father's permission, Wan Tianming no longer hesitated. He immediately placed his hand on Wan Weichuan's head and began to absorb his cultivation.

When the others saw this scene, they were all a little slow to react, and expressions of confusion and doubt appeared on their faces.

"What...what is he doing?" Tang Bojun asked in astonishment.

Su Qingning's face changed drastically, a familiar scene flashed through her mind, and she immediately understood what Wan Tianming was doing.

"Oh no! He's absorbing the cultivation of Sect Master Wan Lao." Su Qingning was very anxious and shouted, "Jiuwei, stop him!"

As she finished speaking, Su Qingning took out her magic wand and released magic skills towards Wan Tianming, trying to stop him.

However, those fireballs and the Nine-Tailed Fox's tail were all blocked by a transparent light shield.

It turned out that Wan Tianming had a defensive artifact on him, and he had already activated the artifact when he decided to absorb Wan Weichuan's cultivation.

Seeing this situation, the others reacted quickly and began to attack the protective shield.

However, the defensive performance of the artifact was very good, and they could not break it for a while. They could only watch Wan Weichuan's body shrivel up bit by bit.

A few minutes later, under the joint attack of everyone, several cracks finally appeared on the protective shield; then, not long after, everyone heard a "click" sound, and the protective shield was finally broken.

However, before Su Qingning and others had time to rejoice, they saw with their own eyes that Wan Weichuan had become a dried-up corpse, and Wan Tianming had completely drained away his cultivation.

"He's crazy! He really is!" Tang Bojun glared at Wan Tianming, whose cultivation level was rapidly increasing, and cursed with gritted teeth, "Damn it! Does Wan Tianming still have any humanity? He even killed his own biological father!"

Xie Boru sighed softly, "I don't know if he still has any humanity left. I only know that we are in big trouble."

Indeed, they were in big trouble. Wan Tianming himself was an eighth-level God, and Wan Weichuan's cultivation was unfathomable. Now that Wan Tianming had absorbed all of Wan Weichuan's cultivation, he was afraid that he would break through to the God level and advance to the Saint realm.

As if to confirm their guess, a roar suddenly came from the sky and thunderclouds gathered.

"Is it really going to break through?!" Qi Daoxiu murmured in shock.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the black calamity clouds gathering in the sky, and expressions of fear involuntarily appeared on their faces. Although the calamity clouds were not coming towards them, they still felt the pressure of the Heavenly Dao.

"Boom!"

A purple bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Wan Tianming directly, but he just trembled slightly and there was nothing else unusual.

From the Divine Lord Realm to the Saint Realm, there is a watershed. Any breakthrough will inevitably bring about thunder tribulations. Ordinary people will have three thunder tribulations, while those with extremely good talents will have six or even nine thunder tribulations.

Wan Tianming's talent was only average, so logically he should have only three heavenly thunders; but he achieved a breakthrough by taking abnormal means, and it was unknown whether the Heavenly Dao would notice it and give him a few more heavenly thunders.

Everyone prayed in their hearts, hoping that God would strike Wan Tianming a few more times, and it would be best if he could die in the thunder.

However, the Heavenly Dao did not hear their voices. They watched helplessly as the three heavenly thunders struck, the calamity clouds dissipated, and Wan Tianming successfully broke through to the Saint Realm.

Depend on!

Everyone cursed in their hearts: How could this blind Heaven not be blind?

Tiandao: ...I am blind, how can I have eyes?

"Oh no! This old guy actually broke through to the Saint level!" Qi Runyu muttered worriedly, "I wonder if Qilin and the others can defeat the Saint level."

Others also had this concern. They looked at Wan Tianming, whose cultivation was still rising, with vigilance in their eyes.

But Mo Lintian felt neither worried nor wary, only puzzled. He asked in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Senior, why was he able to break through to the Saint level? Isn't it said that in the Demon Martial Continent, if one's cultivation exceeds the Divine Venerable Realm, they will be suppressed?"

The God Clan elder didn't think much and replied directly: "He is a human who was born and raised on the Demon Martial Continent. His cultivation level will naturally not be suppressed after his breakthrough."

After hearing the answer from the God Clan senior in his sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Lintian’s doubts were not only not resolved, but became even more confused.

"What do you mean? Wasn't I also born and raised on the Demonic Martial Continent? Why is my cultivation being suppressed?"

The God Clan elder did not answer this question, but said: "If you want to know the answer, go back and ask your brother."

After saying this, the elder from the God Clan unilaterally cut off contact with Mo Lintian and closed his eyes to cultivate his soul.

Seeing that the other party no longer paid attention to him, Mo Lintian could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart and concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

Everyone thought that Wan Tianming would attack them after his breakthrough, and they were ready to fight back.

However, when Wan Tianming's promotion was completed and his cultivation level remained at the seventh-level Saint Realm, he had no intention of taking action. Instead, he glanced at everyone sinisterly, and a strange arc slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss~" Tang Jinan rubbed his arms and whispered, "His eyes are quite creepy."

"No, what does he mean by this?" Qi Runyu also rubbed his arms and cursed angrily: "What a joke! Are you going to fight or not?"

Others didn't understand what Wan Tianming meant, but Su Qingyu, who was observing carefully, noticed something.

"Sister, that person seems to be holding something in his hand." Su Qingyu said, pointing at Wan Tianming's right hand.

When everyone heard the sound, they looked and saw that Wan Tianming seemed to be holding a black token in his right hand.

"what is that?"

Everyone was confused. Xie Yichen looked up at Wan Tianming's expression, trying to see something, but he saw Wan Tianming's mouth opening and closing, as if he was muttering something.

"Wait..." Xie Yichen frowned, his eyes fixed on Wan Tianming's mouth, "He seems to be saying something."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes moved from Wan Tianming's hands to his face, and sure enough, they saw his mouth opening and closing, muttering to himself.

"Tsk, your voice is so soft, are you afraid that we will hear it?" Qi Runyu said unhappily.

Su Qingning stared at Wan Tianming's mouth, carefully identifying his lip shape. At this moment, she was extremely glad that she had learned lip reading when she was on Earth, otherwise, she really would not be able to know what Wan Tianming wanted to do.

"Respected Lord Ghost King, the believer Wan Tianming is willing to sacrifice his soul. Please condescend to come."

Su Qingning repeated Wan Tianming's whispers word by word, and when the others heard her words, they all showed expressions of astonishment on their faces.

"Sister Qing Ning, what are you talking about?" Qi Runyu was puzzled. "What Lord Ghost King?"