The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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Chapter 37: How did I die?
"When the last four patriarchs were killed, everyone saw that Demon Tiger was only listening to Jiangcheng's orders."
"But Jiangcheng himself is weak in strength."
Duanmu Hong's eyes glittered with murderous intent and he made a slashing motion with his hands.
"If we take advantage of the absence of the Demon Tiger and kill Jiangcheng now..."
Duanmu Zhe slapped the table loudly and shouted, "Then the Demon Tiger will become without a master!"
"Yes!"
Duanmu Hong was full of confidence.
The other elders also became excited.
"If Jiangcheng and the Demon Tiger have a life-and-death equation contract, then when Jiangcheng dies, the rules will also remove the Demon Tiger at the same time."
"If Jiangcheng and the Demon Tiger had a master and servant contract, then after Jiangcheng died, the Demon Tiger would be free and would not stay in Qinglan Prefecture anymore."
"Regardless of which case happens, we can get rid of this huge problem for the FeiXian Sect!"
"We must not delay, let's go and kill this child quickly!"
As everyone's spirit was high, Duanmu Yan, the third uncle of the Duanmu family, furrowed his brows and asked.
"Since there were no Demon Tigers accompanying him, how could Jiangcheng have the courage to go to the Chiri Sect alone?"
"It's..."
"Could he have a grafted spy in the Chiri Sect?"
The faces of the old masters turned pale. Yes, without the support of the Demon Tiger, isn't Jiangcheng looking for death by going there?
"No need to doubt!"
Duanmu Hong slapped the table again.
"In fact, the Demon Tiger is not here!"
"In fact, Jiangcheng is weak in strength!"
"No matter what plot or trick he had, killing him with a single strike would naturally overcome all problems!"
After speaking, he looked around and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"In this battle, I have decided to go alone!"
"Big brother, we'll go with you!"
Duanmu Hong raised a hand and rejected them.
"This mission requires secrecy, the fewer people, the better. We must not divulge any information, otherwise the Demon Tiger will know..."
If anyone saw them, even if the Demon Tiger was free after Jiangcheng's death, it would definitely seek revenge, right?
Meow, meow, meow?
If the Three Eyes Tiger knew of their plot and worries, it would probably pat them on the shoulder and say, "Brother, go ahead boldly and calm down!"
If it really works, assume I owe you one?
It would be very happy if Jiangcheng died early so that he could return to the Demon Territory with a calm mind.
"Big brother, if Jiangcheng really has any traps or conspiracies, wouldn't you risk your life by going there?" Duanmu Yan said worriedly.
Duanmu Hong rubbed his long beard and said calmly, "If I can kill this child and continue the glory of your Duanmu family, even if I die, it will be worth it."
After speaking, he took out a spiritual weapon, flew upwards, and immediately disappeared without a trace.
A tragic atmosphere filled the room, and the old masters of the Duanmu family stared at the distant sky with red eyes.
They were as if they were victims who had been provoked by the FeiXian Sect but now rose to fight back.
At this moment, Jiangcheng flew up and complained all the way, feeling that Qinglan Prefecture was too big.
The straight distance between the FeiXian Sect and the Chiri Sect was hundreds of thousands of miles away. He felt that teleportation skills were indeed necessary.
Instead, he would be exhausted from traveling.
Amidst the journey, a red ray like a meteor suddenly struck from the mountain and the peak below.
And in an instant, it disappeared!
Jiangcheng couldn't react in time and was hit by an attack on the chest.
At the same time, his vision became blurred, and his head was buzzing.
The sea of consciousness is under attack!
Duanmu Hong had been hiding there for half an hour.
The reason why he chose this location was because it was rarely visited and not easy to find.
Besides, he was also disguised by his appearance.
Before launching an attack, he suppressed his aura to the fullest extent possible. Even if anyone sees it, they may mistake it as a stone or a dead object.
And when Jiangcheng appeared, he attacked decisively, shockingly like lightning!
At the first moment, he used all of his trump cards.
He unleashed a seventh grade spiritual weapon, the Blood Sword, which was the treasure of the Duanmu family ancestor, and utilized his fifth level Spiritualist cultivation throughout his full ability!
As the head of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Hong had rarely stepped out on his own during these few years.
But that doesn't mean he's not good at fighting.
Instead, he knew better than most cultivators how to free his own strength.
Testing bit by bit and keeping the trump card until the end?
Speak politely before attacking?
No, no, no, it's all stupid behavior.
(Late this chapter)
The lion fights with all his strength against the rabbit, giving his opponent a chance to breathe, giving a deadly blow!
Only then can the variables be minimized.
So, he succeeded.
There was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and Jiang Cheng's heart was slashed by the blood sword of instant destruction.
At that moment, the meridians, sea of qi, and blood vessels throughout his body were destroyed by the devastating spiritual power.
Even his divine soul was destroyed by the spiritual platform...
Right after that, he fell.
There was no trace of breath left.
"It's done!"
"Good!"
"Our patriarch is amazing!"
In the distant Duanmu family room, after seeing the image sent by the spiritual weapon on Duanmu Hong's body, the elders celebrated with joy.
It felt like they had won a long and heavy battle.
During the previous half hour of waiting, they were always in a tense, sweaty state.
What if Jiang Cheng kept a trick up his sleeve?
What if Jiang Cheng's cultivation level was just an appearance?
What if there was an expert who was secretly protecting Jiang Cheng?
If they failed, it would not be a major problem if Duanmu Hong was killed; the Duanmu family would also be targeted.
But now, they could finally let go of their worries.
"Jiang Cheng is dead, there is no need to worry about the Feixian Sect!"
"Hahaha, gather our troops now, destroy the Feixian Sect!"
"Wait, let's act after the demon tiger's gone!"
"Right, we still need to wait for the right opportunity."
The elders remained calm.
On the other hand, Duanmu Hong was also calm. After killing Jiang Cheng, he did not even show himself.
Instead, he immediately retreated and disappeared within the vast mountain range.
Stripped with one strike, then immediately fled.
There is no need to stay and investigate, as doing so can create unpredictable variables, such as meeting strangers.
He quickly flew thousands of miles away...
Wait, how could I die?
Didn't I just travel well?
As City Brother, now in a state of soul, looking at his lifeless body, he was completely confused.
His first reaction was to look around, to see if any spectators were passing by.
This trip caused quite a sensation. If people find out that he died for no apparent reason, is that not embarrassing?
After seeing no one around, he finally felt relieved.
Thankfully, his wise and mighty image was awake.
And then, he finally had time to think about who killed him.
There is no other way. The ability to come back to life is so haphazard; death is just a trivial matter.
But Duanmu Hong had already disappeared from the very beginning, making it impossible to find him.
City Brother thought for a moment but could not find an excuse.
Too many people with the motive to kill him: Chiri Sect, Duanmu Clan, the internal faction of Qinglan Castle, and the other sects around it...
"Ding, master has been killed, detecting the enemy force..."
The system also deftly began to propose a plan of revival.
(Late this chapter)