Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

He fled desperately, with lightning chasing after him at breakneck speed. The other party was simply too fast; he hadn't run far before the lightning flashed past him and blocked his path.

Seeing that escape was impossible, Xiao Yue simply stopped his escape technique and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! What happened today was a misunderstanding. I didn't know you were so brave. I made a big mistake in a moment of impulsiveness. If you forgive me this once, I am willing to offer up my entire fortune to thank you!"

Jiang Han stood calmly on the lightning, his right hand clenching into a fist. The lightning domain beneath him trembled, and the lightning within a radius of ten thousand miles rapidly became violent, the space stagnated, and countless electric snakes flashed wildly.

"Now that you have taken on the karma of those two women, you must bear my wrath."

He reached out and pressed down, and twelve flying swords spun rapidly, once again drawing upon the power of destruction and the divine lightning of annihilation, flashing and sealing off the surrounding void, and simultaneously stabbing towards Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue felt a chill run down his spine. He hadn't thought much of it when he heard his junior sister Mu say that Jiang Han was ruthless and merciless.

Only now, having experienced it firsthand, do I realize that this kid truly shows no respect whatsoever. We're all top talents from great sects, and we're bound to run into each other often. Even if we were to fight, we should have stopped there and backed off once we'd gotten what we wanted.

But he was different; he aimed to kill from the start, and even if someone was willing to pay to save their life, he wouldn't agree.

What's going on? Why do they have to go this far?

As the sword light fell, Xiao Yue forcibly suppressed his resentment and took out the already damaged Thousand Peaks Blade.

Even though it pained him, in the face of a life-or-death crisis, he could only forcefully urge his weakened spirit to swing the precious sword forward with all his might.

The illusory image of the immortal mountain reappeared, but unlike before, this time there were many cracks on the image, and more illusory images of mountains hundreds or thousands of feet tall appeared one after another, smashing towards the tip of the sword as he slashed down.

Advanced secret technique for the Nascent Soul stage – Thousand Mountains Fall!

This technique can draw upon the spirits of a thousand mountains to imbue the blade, allowing a single strike to carry the power of a thousand mountains, crushing any enemy that comes its way, and fearing nothing more than head-on confrontation.

At the same time, a light shone between his brows, and the little monkey rushed out carrying five small mountains. First, it kicked Xiao Yue in the face with a look of resentment, then threw the mountains outwards, turned around, and shrank back in, cursing as it did so.

"Shameless bastard, if you die, I'll replace you!"

The two sides clashed instantly, and the Soul of a Thousand Mountains followed the treasured sword to strike the leading flying sword at the front. The moment they made contact, the space for a thousand miles shattered.

One by one, the mountain spirits were torn to shreds by the Star-Shattering Sword, but the speed of the sword tip was also rapidly decreasing. After nearly 80% of the mountain spirits were shattered, the sword finally ran out of power, and the sword let out a mournful cry before being thrown away by the power of the mountain spirits.

The sword tip shattered, and the remaining eleven flying swords continued their descent. With a series of clanging sounds, it took the power of six swords to finally break through all the mountain spirits and strike the main body of the treasured sword, bending it and sending it flying.

The five small mountains, after barely managing to block three flying swords, shattered once more.

With no obstruction, the remaining three flying swords pierced Xiao Yue's body one after another, tearing through his protective laws. One of the flying swords was then neutralized by several protective magical treasures.

The remaining two flying swords, now unobstructed, pierced through his chest and abdomen in a flash, leaving behind black and blue lightning that rapidly erupted at the wound.

Crackling!

Xiao Yue transformed into a bolt of dark blue lightning, only managing to let out a scream before plummeting to the ground.

He frantically mobilized the power of the earth, transforming it into laws to suppress the divine lightning within his body. However, he could only hold out for a moment before the power unleashed by the divine lightning impacted his entire body's meridians and flesh.

His internal organs and meridians were injured at the same time. His face turned red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground unable to move.

He did his best, he really did his best.

They were already poor, and in order to buy the Thousand Peaks Blade, they exhausted the massive amount of resources they had accumulated over many years of robbery.

Not only was the Thousand Peaks Blade destroyed, but he also lost all his resources. Even so, he still couldn't stop that freak.

At this moment, his meridians were shattered, his internal organs were damaged, and his body was occupied by countless bolts of lightning that were constantly devouring his life force and destroying his flesh and blood. Even his sea of ​​consciousness was flashing with black lightning, trying to destroy his primordial spirit.

Xiao Yue was truly numb this time; he was electrocuted.

He wanted to get up and rediscover the composure he should have as a master.

But he was in excruciating pain all over his body and couldn't muster any strength. He could only lie on the ground and use the power of the earth's veins to manipulate the laws and barely suppress the lightning.

If he dares to move even slightly, those divine lightning bolts will lose their restraint and erupt instantly, killing him.

A shadow loomed over him, and he squinted to see, only to see Jiang Han descend from the sky and stop in front of him.

The other party's calm and unhurried demeanor appeared terrifying to Xiao Yue, like a demon.

He desperately wants to scream for help.

He didn't think of himself as a powerful swordsman or an unparalleled mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Instead, he was a weak, helpless, pitiful, and innocent wounded soldier who could only watch helplessly as the great demon bullied him, without having the strength to resist the humiliation.

Swallowing the humiliation in his heart, Xiao Yue closed his eyes weakly and said helplessly:

"The storage ring is on my right hand, and the jade pendant on my left is also a storage magic treasure. Fellow Daoist, you may take them all. I dare not ask for anything else. I only beg you to spare me from being so ruthless and willing to risk my life for my junior sister."

He felt he had done a really good job. He hadn't done anything excessive to Jiang Han; he had only fought with him to save his junior sister. There was really no need to escalate the situation to the point of life and death.

Jiang Han raised his right hand slightly, and the other party's storage ring and jade pendant flew up on their own and were caught by him.

He didn't let go of the other jade hairpins, accessories, or anything else that resembled a magical artifact. He also collected everything that resembled a magical artifact from the other person's body. At the same time, even the broken sword that had fallen far away and the fragments of other magical artifacts turned into streams of light and flew to his front.

He first picked up the precious sword, examined it for a moment, and then gently tugged at it, pulling off a red jade bead from the tassel.

Xiao Yue sensed something, opened his eyes, and immediately became so anxious that his eyes turned red.

How could this kid be so cunning? How did his last storage treasure, which he painstakingly hid there, get discovered?!

Goodness, this kid must be carrying a treasure-hunting rat with him, his nose is so sharp?

But he didn't dare say much. If it's gone, it's gone. He could just steal from someone else.

In this situation, he's lucky to have survived. If he dares to say another word, he's afraid this kid will chop him down with a sword.

"This thing... could it be the spirit crystal you mentioned before?"

Jiang Han took out a transparent rhombus-shaped crystal, looked it over from side to side, and asked a question.

"The spiritual energy is more than ten thousand times richer than that of top-grade spirit stones, so it would be excellent for cultivation."

Xiao Yue opened his eyelids a crack, squinted for a second, then quickly closed them again:

"Fellow Daoist, you truly have discerning eyes. This item is indeed a spirit crystal. Its spiritual energy is extremely pure, comparable to rare and precious materials, and its value is extremely high."

"If you like them, feel free to take them all; there's no need to be polite."