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Even a Spirit Refinement expert was nothing more than an ant. In the eyes of Qingyang, they were only slightly stronger than an ant. Although these words were extremely arrogant, they were not empty words.

Comparing physical body? His body was already at the early stage of the Sun God Stage, so how could a Spirit Refinement Stage powerhouse possibly shake him?

Comparing souls? Qingyang, who possessed the soul of the Golden Crow, could basically ignore the soul attacks of a Spirit Refinement Stage powerhouse, not to mention the ancient secret of the Azure Clan, the Verdant Wood Sun Pupil.

However, the black-robed man naturally didn't know this. Although he was surprised at Qingyang's tyrannical strength, he still believed that he might not necessarily die today. After all, he also had a finishing move that he had yet to use.

"Bullsh * t." Azure Sun's attack just now had indeed shocked him, but it hadn't severely injured him, only breaking through his protective astral energy.

Qing Yang was too lazy to waste words with the black-cloaked person. A silver light flashed in his eyes, and the black-cloaked person that was in front of him immediately felt his soul tremble. His mind became muddled and blank.

Naturally, this was also the first time that Qingyang had used the Verdant Wood Pupil against his opponent. The effects were truly extraordinary, causing the black-robed figure's mind to become blank. He did not know what to do, and in a battle between experts, even if he were to take half a breath, he would still be able to determine the victor.

While the black-robed man was still in a daze, the earthy yellow energy dissipated from his body. The Azure Sun dashed forward and used a silver flame from one hand to strike the head of the black-robed man. His five fingers formed a claw and grabbed the skull, and with a slight force, a 'kacha' sound could be heard as the head of the black-robed man cracked open, and his brain splattered everywhere.

After the man in black fell to the ground, Qingyang bent down to search his body and found the same "secret" jade token as the one used to kill Shangguan Jingxiang and Shangguan Mu.

It seemed like this was the work of a group of people, but who was it exactly? Why did he have to deal with the Shangguan family members in secret time and time again? Judging from his strength, even if he were to fight openly all the way to Northern Chi Prefecture, the Shangguan family would not be his match.

Not being able to think of anything, Qingyang directly put the jade medallion into his pocket, and placed his five fingers on the black-robed man's head once again. The silver flame that exploded followed the shattered skull and poured into it, and in the span of a breath, his incomparably strong body turned into ashes, and of course, his soul was also burnt into nothingness, not being able to enter the Six Paths of Samsara.

In just one exchange, a Spirit Refinement expert had died. Moreover, it was a kind of death that could not be any more dead.

"If you beg for death, then I will shatter your soul." Clapping his hands, Qingyang said softly as he turned around and walked towards the unconscious middle-aged man.

Ever since Qingyang shattered his meridian core and destroyed his cultivation, the middle-aged man had been unconscious. Even if he survived, it would still take him at least 10 to 15 days to wake up.

But who was Qingyang? Holy Doctor! How could he have lost consciousness for ten days or half a month? Not to mention that Qingyang's palm strike just now had been meticulously controlled, and Qingyang's star power naturally contained the power of wood. At that time, it had protected his five visceras and six lungs, as well as his soul.

He took out a pill from his bosom and stuffed it into the mouth of the middle-aged man, then he released a small amount of star power to melt the pill. After that, Qingyang sat on a wooden chair to the side and waited quietly for the middle-aged man to wake up.

"Wah!"

A moment later, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were blurred as he raised his head with great difficulty. However, he still woke up in the end.

"You're awake?" Qingyang said indifferently as he looked at the pale-faced middle-aged man.

"You, you destroyed my cultivation? "Wh-where's Lord?" The middle-aged man who had suffered such a heavy injury naturally understood what Qingyang had done to him. His meridians and golden cores had all been shattered, and he was now truly a cripple.

"Dead." Qingyang stood up, slowly walked to the middle-aged man and softly said: "He gave up his chance at life."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man spat out another mouthful of blood. A Spirit Refinement expert had also died in the hands of this mysterious person, and judging from his appearance, his clothes were clean without a single crease.

"Live, or die?" Qingyang said calmly as he glanced at the middle-aged man.

"I don't know who the master of this big mouth is, but I do know why we attacked the Shangguan family." After struggling for a moment, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and spoke just as Qingyang had predicted.

"It seems that you are still a person that cares about your life." "Go ahead." There was no sadness or joy on his face.

"Because Master wants to take away the Heart of Ten Thousand Wood from the Shangguan Family." Although the middle-aged man hated the person in front of him, he knew that if he wanted to take revenge, he could only wait for the person to let him go so that he could report it to his lord.

"What is the Heart of Ten Thousand Wood?" Qingyang was stunned when he heard this. He was a bit curious about something he had never even heard of. After all, didn't the mysterious power spend so much mental and physical effort just to obtain the Heart of Ten Thousand Wooden?

"I just happened to overhear you talk about it. I don't even know what it is." Shaking his head, the middle-aged man said in a low voice, "All that I know is this. Would sire let me go?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not seem to be lying, the silver flame in Qingyang's hand exploded. He shook his head and regretfully whispered, "No."

"You, you went back on your word!" The middle-aged man looked at the explosion of the silver grey-colored flame in horror, causing his face to turn malevolent as he screamed out with all his might.

No matter how much the man cursed, Qingyang slowly walked forward and lightly tapped the top of his head with his five fingers. Silver flames rolled on the top of his head and in a breath's time, it turned to dust.

"If you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for having a vengeful heart." After muttering to himself in a low voice, Qingyang turned around and walked toward the secret passage without looking back.

Although what he said just now was not a lie and perhaps he only knew this much, the soul fluctuations let him know that the man's heart was filled with hatred and that he wanted revenge. He only needed to let him live to report it to his lord.

If he killed the person under the control of this faction and it was even a Spirit Refinement expert, the Lord would definitely not let him off.

Qing Yang wasn't a benevolent idiot who would completely exterminate his enemies. Naturally, he understood this point.

"What exactly is the Ten Thousand Wood Heart of the Shangguan Family? Also, which faction actually owns the secret jade tablet? " As if nothing had happened, he left the pawn shop. In his heart, Qingyang was also very suspicious. "Forget it. Just wait at the inn and ask Mu Er."

With a light flick of his finger, an unremarkable silver flame jumped into the pawn shop. After breathing, it ignited into a huge fire. The surrounding passers-by immediately paled and scattered in all directions as they cried out for help.

"I didn't expect that I would start killing and arson now." Passing through the crowd, Qingyang laughed helplessly at himself. However, a cold glint of light flashed in his eyes as he stated, "However, if anyone offends me, I will kill them all."

Not caring about the pawn shop that was on fire, Qingyang returned to the inn, knocked lightly on Shangguan Mu's door, and entered. Seeing that his Master had come, Shangguan Mu also got down from his bed.

"Master, your face seems abnormal. Did something happen?" Shangguan Mu closed the door behind him, and immediately inquired when he saw Qingyang's solemn expression.

He took out the "secret" jade token and threw it on the table. "This was obtained just now," he said softly.

Picking up the jade medallion and examining it closely, Shangguan Mu was startled. Naturally, he thought of the day when Wild Ridge tried to kill him and Shangguan Jingxiang and quickly asked, "Where did Master get it from? "Who the hell owns this jade plate?"

"What exactly is this Ten Thousand Wood Heart?" Instead of answering Shangguan Mu's question, Qingyang simply responded with a faint sound, before he turned to face the shocked Shangguan Mu.