Creation of the Universe

The shooter fled deep into the forest, but his speed was not that fast.

His limbs were very stiff, and his legs were always straight when he ran, so that he stopped and paused while running, and he looked extremely uncoordinated.

Shen Zhan walked very fast and caught up with his target in a very short time. Behind him was Jia Zhong, who was left far behind. No one else could be seen after him.

"Put down the spiritual weapon quickly, and don't blame me for taking action."

Shen Zhan warned loudly.

However, the auctioneer turned a deaf ear to it and continued to run forward as if he was possessed, holding the two spiritual weapons tightly in his hands.

It seems that if we want to stop him, we have to take action.

Shen Zhan took a few quick steps and went around from the back to block the opponent's way. At the same time, he secretly gathered spiritual power in his hands, ready to go.

"I don't like to say it a second time. We, Hua Lingjing, have already bought these two spiritual weapons, and you just snatched them away like that. That doesn't make sense, does it?"

The auctioneer's eyes were dull and he seemed to have lost his mind long ago. No matter what was said to him, it was of no use.

Shen Zhan shook his head. "I'm trying to talk to you nicely, but you don't want to listen, right? Then don't blame me for taking action."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Zhan waved his hand, and the spiritual power in his palm roared out and rushed straight into the depths of the dense forest. Then, a muffled groan was heard from behind the thick tree.

"How did you find me?"

A figure jumped out from the darkness and stood opposite Shen Zhan. It was the young man in black clothes with a suspicious look on his face.

Shen Zhan was not surprised at all. He said, "Your eyes are frighteningly red. How can I not think of that evil martial art called Chimei Guiyin?

Although you acted as low-key as possible, you still caught my attention early on."

The young man in black clothes showed a hint of surprise. He thought he was hiding well and no one at the scene would notice him, but he still underestimated the handsome young man in front of him.

"Your eyesight is quite good, but your brain isn't very good."

"why?"

"Because if I were you, I wouldn't have come here alone."

The black-robed youth slowly put his left hand into his sleeve. At this moment, Jia Zhong happened to catch up with him, panting. "My benefactor, you walked too fast. I thought I had lost you."

Shen Zhan smiled and looked at the black-robed boy, "Now we are two people."

Unexpectedly, the black-robed youth shrugged it off and sneered, "This piece of trash, do you think I'll take him seriously?"

"My benefactor, who is this kid? Is he scolding me?"

Jia Zhong scratched his head and asked seriously.

The black-clothed young man's cultivation level is at least at the initial stage of the martial artist's spiritual realm, which is one level higher than Shen Zhan's martial artist's Void Great Perfection. Naturally, he has the nerve to say such words.

After all, Jia Zhong who came here had just completed a breakthrough and was currently in the stable stage of the martial artist's Xumiao realm. In terms of actual combat power, his role could basically be ignored.

"The fact that you were able to catch up proves that you have made great progress. Otherwise, you would be like your followers, still far behind. Leave the rest to me. This man is very dangerous, and you can't handle him yet."

The greatest strength of Jia Zhong is that he listens to advice. After Shen Zhan explained the situation, he honestly stepped aside and tactfully made room for Shen Zhan and the young man in black clothes.

Shen Zhan said to the black-robed youth, "Once activated, the Ghostly Induction will consume your vitality. You are still so young, why would you practice this evil technique and damage your lifespan?"

"This matter is not your business. Besides, I don't need to use my full strength to deal with you."

As he spoke, a shadow appeared in an instant and rushed straight towards Shen Zhan's face.

Jia Zhong screamed in fright. He was about to warn Shen Zhan loudly, but he saw that the latter had already dodged and easily avoided the sudden attack.

When he looked carefully again, he found that the one who attacked Shen Zhan was not the young man in black clothes, but the leader of Longling Pavilion who was behaving strangely.

Shen Zhan's eyes were cold, as if he had seen through everything.

He said, "This unorthodox technique of yours contains a sinister technique that can steal someone's mind. So I guess he was controlled by you, which is why he suddenly took away the two spiritual weapons. You came to Longling Pavilion from the beginning just to steal the spiritual weapons. Am I right?"

"So what?"

The black-robed youth grinned grimly and said, "You wealthy young men can certainly bid openly, but how can an ant like me even have the money to compete with you? But does that mean I deserve to never get the spiritual weapon I want?"

"So, I have my own way. If you don't accept it, just take it back from me."

After he finished speaking, his bloodshot eyes flashed scarlet, and the man he controlled leaped up again and attacked Shen Zhan.

This sinister tactic is extremely unethical, controlling innocent people to fight for their lives with their opponents, while the caster himself can stand back and watch coldly.

Shen Zhan avoided the attacks one after another, but he did not make any counterattack.

Jia Zhong was anxious and shouted, "My benefactor, why don't you fight back? This is not a solution."

Shen Zhan was naturally not forced to fight back, but he was unwilling to attack innocent people. The auctioneer was an ordinary person with no cultivation. If he was injured, he would probably lose his life.

The black-robed youth taunted, "Do you think with your level of cultivation, you wouldn't give it your all when facing me? You don't want to hurt him, but you also want to defeat me. That's simply impossible."

"Don't speak so early."

Shen Zhan suddenly distanced himself from him, and at the same time, a blue flame seemed to flash in his hand. The young man in black clothes had an idea and realized that the other party seemed to have done something, but he didn't know where the problem was.

The next moment, when he was about to attack Shen Zhan again, he found that his spiritual power was no longer able to control the latter.

"What's going on? My spiritual power... is disappearing bit by bit?"

Shen Zhan stepped forward slowly, and when he passed by the main shooter, he was not attacked or blocked at all.

He was getting closer and closer to the young man in black clothes, and the doubts in the latter's heart were gradually magnified.

Shen Zhan said, "You seem to have forgotten that I just caught a group of blue-flame blood-winged insects cocooning on the Xuanling wood. These little insects are the most greedy. They will swarm over any place where they can sense spiritual energy and devour it completely.

Are you no longer able to feel the little spiritual power you used on others?"

The young man in black clothes was stunned, and a cruel look appeared in his eyes again.

"So what? Are you sure you can beat me?"