Chapter 125 The Body Sect Succeeds_1

"Damn it, it's really infuriating."

"They all had premeditated plans."

Elder Ma was so angry he wanted to vomit blood.

He knew that he had been tricked.

"Hold him off, I'll go check."

Elder Ma roared in the sky, directly abandoning Jinpeng and turned to rush towards the direction of the underground base.

But just at the next moment, he saw several beams of light shooting up into the sky.

A sudden chill struck his heart, 'It's over, it looks like it's too late, whatever their purpose, they have likely already succeeded.'

'Darn it, this is such a sin.'

He was inconsolably sad and angry in his heart.

But, in the next instant, he heard a voice even angrier than his.

"Poison Not Dead, you're courting death!"

Immediately after, a figure appeared in the sky above the academy as if teleporting.

Elder Ma called out excitedly, "Hall Master, you've finally returned!"

Seeing Jing Hongchen was like finding a pillar of strength.

Jing Hongchen didn't look at Elder Ma, because a green figure had appeared in front of him.

It was none other than Sect Master Poison Not Dead of the Body Sect.

Seeing the disarray of the underground base, Jing Hongchen's eyes were about to split with rage. Since Mingde Hall was constructed, it had never suffered such severe damage. Looking around, the bodies of Mingde Hall Soul Masters were everywhere.

"Poison Not Dead, we have always stayed out of each other's way, why did you attack my Mingde Hall?"

Murderous intent surged in Jing Hongchen's eyes, as waves of red light continuously emitted from his body.

His emotions were like a volcano about to erupt.

Poison Not Dead sneered coldly, "Do I, Poison Not Dead, need to explain my actions to anyone?"

Simultaneously, his body also emitted waves of green light countering the red light released by Jing Hongchen.

A red and a green light interwove in the void like a colossal millstone.

"What a 'do I need to explain to anyone'!"

"Poison Not Dead, I hope you're as tough as your mouth!"

Jing Hongchen waved his hand, and the red light transformed into several long whips, wildly lashing out at Poison Not Dead.

"Child's play."

Poison Not Dead scoffed, stretched out his hand, and green light transformed into two big hands that blocked all attacks.

The air above the underground base twisted violently, and with both powerhouses going all out, numerous space cracks appeared.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Jing Hongchen was not surprised.

If Poison Not Dead were so easily defeated, would he dare attack their Mingde Hall?

The next moment, a strong red light burst from his body. Behind him, a radiance like a red lotus metal flower rapidly spun and combined. In an instant, thousands of red metal pipes as thick as fingers were already aiming at Poison Not Dead.

Even a crimson helmet appeared on his head, and a metal mask covered his face.

With the aid of this helmet soul tool, Jing Hongchen's soul tool manipulation skills soared to a new level.

The next moment, thousands of soul cannons fired simultaneously, and countless red beams bombarded the air around Poison Not Dead at once.

"Bring it on!"

Poison Not Dead delighted rather than alarmed, first his seventh Soul Ring burst forth with endless light, transforming him into a small giant.

With muscles bulging, no one could imagine the immense strength contained within his body.

Then, he activated one soul skill after another, opting to take on Jing Hongchen's attack head-on.

It has to be said, this mode of combat was very visually impactful.

Even Jing Hongchen was stunned.

He gained a deeper understanding of the strength of this Sect Master of the Body Sect.

Definitely stronger than Xuan Zi of Shrek Academy.

Five kilometers away, he was confident he could defeat Xuan Zi.

But he had no confidence in defeating Poison Not Dead.

"Sect Master, we've obtained our target."

Suddenly, a voice entered the fray.

Poison Not Dead glanced over during a lull in the battle and saw a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse from the Body Sect holding a tray in his hands.

The tray was surrounded by streams of cold air.

Poison Not Dead's heart leaped with joy, and he shouted loudly, "Retreat!" Their objective had been achieved, if they didn't leave now, when would they?

"Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast Embryo!"

"So that's your target!"

Jing Hongchen's eyes were about to split with rage.

He truly felt like he was going to die of anger.

Poison Not Dead had actually come to rob them.

"Mader, do you really think I, Jing Hongchen, am made of mud?"

He was truly furious now. Creak, creak, creak—in the midst of mechanical sounds,

Several pitch-black soul cannons appeared behind him.

Let alone others, even Poison Not Dead felt a chill.

"Ninth Grade Soul Guidance Cannon?!"

"You know your stuff. Enjoy the feast of the Ninth Grade Soul Guidance Cannon," Jing Hongchen's eyes were filled with madness.

"Before enjoying the feast, I'd like to present a multiple-choice question."

Poison Not Dead sneered coldly.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Hongchen was taken aback.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

"This is the answer."

As Poison Not Dead spoke, his body seemed to become illusory, which was why he didn't hesitate to exhaust his own origin soul power.

Countless soul powers burst forth, transforming into a terrifying green storm that suddenly descended from the sky, almost enveloping the airspace above Mingde Hall, and covered everything in its path.

Jing Hongchen's face suddenly changed, "You, you're really despicable."

"I did remind you that it's still not too late to activate the Ninth Grade Defensive Soul Guidance Device. If you wait any longer, more people will die." Poison Not Dead burst into laughter, turned, and walked away, "Goodbye."

A struggle appeared on Jing Hongchen's face.

If possible, he really wanted to blast two holes through Poison Not Dead.

But he couldn't do that.

Because there were many people inside Mingde Hall and the academy waiting for him to rescue them.

"Mader!"

He cursed angrily, retracted the Ninth Grade Soul Guidance Cannons, and quickly activated the Ninth Grade Defensive Soul Guidance Devices, defending against the attack Poison Not Dead had initiated before leaving.

"Damn it!"

Elder Ma also clenched his teeth in anger but was helpless and could only watch as the people from the Body Sect left elegantly under the lead of Poison Not Dead.

Jinpeng also shook off everyone and quickly left.

Frustrated.

But at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, "Xuan Ziwen, I don't know how Qin Xiao and the others are doing."

He immediately headed to the laboratory.

He was taken aback for a moment.

The place was a mess, Xuan Ziwen was lying on the ground, looking powerless.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Elder... Elder Ma..."

Xuan Ziwen called out in a low voice.

Elder Ma hurried over to Xuan Ziwen's side and asked, "How did it come to this?"

"Body Sect powerhouses... they attacked suddenly..."

"Where is Qin Xiao?"

"Qin Xiao..."

Mentioning Qin Xiao, Xuan Ziwen felt an unbearable pain, as if an invisible knife were twisting in his heart.

Elder Ma vaguely guessed what had happened, his voice trembling, "Could it be that Qin Xiao has already been killed by the people of the Body Sect? No remains left?"

Qin Xiao was a rare genius, and if he perished like this, the loss would be too great.