Chapter 3183: ???Collection???

than yours. How come I can't even stand a chance against you Could it be that physical training truly offers such a significant advantage over ordinary cultivators” Once in private, Xiang Kuang aske...Winning Que Dao Xian clearly had a grudge against Lu Xia Tian. This guy seemed to have decent talent, his combat skills weren't weak, and the cultivation technique he practiced was also good. If he had just persevered step by step, he could have eventually entered the Heavenly Court, perhaps even reaching a high position. But this fellow wasn't content. Even though he was in a relatively safe place, he had to stir things up and end up in this mess.

"Your understanding of the Illusory Mist Swamp is probably second only to that old demon, Yinglang Tian. At this time, the Illusory Mist Swamp has undergone a drastic change. The space has collapsed and connected to part of the demon realm. Judging by your opinion, how prepared was Yinglang Tian Could it be that he still cannot return to the demon realm" Lu Xia Tian asked.

“Even if it’s just temporarily establishing a connection between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm, it would be an extraordinary feat. Don't even think about me; even Ying Langtian wouldn't be entirely sure.” Ying Qing said with a snort, “You now know about the Phantom Mist Swamp almost as much as I do. This time, you’re probably not asking me this question out of genuine curiosity, are you”

“I discovered that besides the Yinglang Tian preparing to revive in the Phantom Mist Swamp, there is also another powerful demon with a good thunder magic skill who is very likely planning the same thing. It was because I received a portion of Xuan Shui Zhen Lei that I was chased by him all the way and forced to flee into the Phantom Mist Swamp. This wasn't simply to escape using the restrictions of the Phantom Mist Swamp. Besides the Xuan Shui Zhen Lei, I also encountered an extremely powerful demon in the Yu Mu Lei Chi, but it seemed to be under immense limitations, unable to exert its full strength.” Lu Xiaotian expressed his doubts.

"Moreover, the Howling Moon Wolf Clan seems to be aware of this monster's existence as well."

"A demon that possesses the divine power of controlling lightning" Ying Qingdao Xian pondered for a moment, as if recalling past events.

After a moment, Yíng Qīngdào Xiān continued, "In my experience, I've never heard of any demon that could be compared to the great power of a celestial being like Láng Tiān."

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"That's it." Lu Xiaottian nodded. He looked at the Xuanxian from Gui Ling Xianyu, afraid they hadn't even realized the existence of this old demon. Ying Qing Dao Xian had also come from Gui Ling Xianyu back then; it was understandable that he wasn't aware. Lu Xiaottian hadn't held out much hope to begin with.

Ming Cheng's injuries had mostly recovered after the rest, and he would occasionally glance at Lu Xia Tian, carefully evaluating him. After several assessments, he could confirm that this fellow was indeed just a minor cultivator of the True Immortal realm. But how could he persuade the other party to leave with him

Ming Cheng was racking his brain over this matter, but at this moment, Lu Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes wide and shot up into the sky. Immediately afterward, Ming Cheng also felt a wave of danger rushing towards him.

Rips of varying sizes tore through the vacuum, each accompanied by a pungent stench of blood. Scattered among them were the mangled limbs and broken arms of werewolves.

Among them, a werewolf's upper body was both on the verge of death and exuded a powerful aura.

“A werewolf of the Xuanxian level!” Both Lu Xiaoteng and Mingcheng reacted simultaneously. Seeing that the space in front of them fluctuated slightly, Mingcheng reached out a hand, intending to use his immortal essence to take the Sumeru ring from the Xuanxian-level werewolf.

How could Lu XiaTian possibly let Ming Cheng Ruyi have it her way While cooperation is collaboration, there's no reason to just hand over the benefits right in front of you.

As for now, Lu Xia Tian's manipulation of spatial power might lack the firepower to truly threaten a powerful immortal like Ming Cheng. However, in other aspects, his active use of spatial power allows him to thrive in this environment.

Lu Xia Tian extended a finger, and the already dying Xuan Xian level werewolf's body moved dozens of miles. The Sumeru Ring automatically detached from its body. Ming Cheng flashed forward, intending to intercept it, but what he thought was within his grasp, the Sumeru Ring, was suddenly pulled by some force, flying away at an even faster speed. When he came to his senses, the Sumeru Ring was already in Lu Xia Tian's hand.

“My friend, you're quite the capable one,” Mingcheng looked at Lu Xiaitian’s eyes flickering. Seeing that the Sumeru ring had already fallen into Lu Xiaitian’s hands, he didn't make another move. After all, making another move would be tantamount to robbery. Right now, he didn't want to turn against Lu Xiaitian for this Xuanxian-level werewolf's Sumeru ring.

"I yield!" Lu Xia Tian put away the contents into his Sumeru ring, and for now, he didn't look inside to see what was in there. Looking at the already dying Xuanxian level werewolf, Lu Xia Tian's eyes flashed with a hot gaze, reaching out with one hand, he also took the upper half of the Xuanxian level werewolf into the Demon Suppressing Tower. This Xuanxian level werewolf, seriously injured like this, although on the brink of death, still had a breath left. He wouldn't die in a short time. If someone intervened to treat him, he could still survive.

Lu Xiaoxian knew that saving this Xuanxian-level werewolf carried a huge risk, but Lu Xiaoxian had a daring idea in mind: to confine it within the space of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. As long as he could control its injuries, and through physical confrontation with it afterward, the benefits gained would be immeasurable for any True Immortal.

An ordinary True Immortal naturally wouldn't be able to judge the severity of his injuries. However, for Lu Xiaoteng, it wasn't impossible. Lu Xiaoteng's primordial spirit was stronger than most Xuan Immortals, and within the Tower of Conquering Demons, with Lu Xiaoteng's control over its space, he had reached a considerable level.

Of course, the other party was after all a Xuanxian-level existence. No matter how many calculations there were, imprisoning this Xuanxian-level werewolf in the space of the Town Demon Tower was extremely dangerous. However, after this thought arose in Lu Xiaottian's heart, he found it difficult to suppress it any longer and temporarily chose not to reveal his dragon form in front of this Xuanxian-level werewolf. Even if the opponent's strength was momentarily out of control and rushed out of the Town Demon Tower, in this place where the power of space fluctuations was active, Lu Xiaottian also had a certain degree of self-preservation ability. With these considerations, it was naturally worth taking the risk.

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Ming Cheng looked at Lu Xiaotian in surprise. Firstly, he was puzzled that the town demon tower in Lu Xiaotian's hand could actually fit people inside. Secondly, he wasn't quite sure why Lu Xiaotian had taken that dying Xuanxian-level werewolf into it. He must have some ulterior motives; he had to be cautious.

Lu Xiaoxiao ignored Mingcheng's concerns. Taking advantage of the weakened spatial fluctuations after the riot, Lu Xiaoxiao continued to collect Sumeru rings from other celestial and true immortal-level werewolves. As the Hanzhou牧 (Herder) of Gui Ling Xianyu, Mingcheng controlled countless immortals and cultivators. His vision was lofty, and he naturally wouldn't bother with the effort of collecting ordinary werewolf Sumeru rings that were difficult to notice.

The spatial upheaval just now involved not only hundreds of werewolves with varying levels of strength, but also other monsters and even troops from the Xian army of Gui Ling Xian Yu.

Lu Xia Tian had collected nearly six hundred Sumeru Rings, including fourteen from True Immortal-level powerhouses.

Little by little, although I haven't counted them all yet, the sum adds up to a considerable fortune.

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