Chapter 1396: Verify My Strength?

The other three suddenly came to their senses. They had suspected that the middle-aged cultivator was lying, but now it seemed that what he said made sense.

"Brother, do you mean that a true genius has appeared in the Sin Clan?"

"He was able to kill Tao Zhi and plant a soul mark on him without any chance of fighting back. It seems that he really has the strength of a genius."

The middle-aged cultivator shook his head: "If it was just a genius, it would be fine. Judging from the brief contact between me and him, I suspect that he should have the strength of a quasi-saint son or even a saint son."

The three cultivators stared at the middle-aged cultivator with shocked and puzzled eyes.

Because for so many years, the disputes between the Sin Clan and the Immortals have never stopped. Most of the time, it is basically opponents of the same realm fighting each other.

Especially when Yuanying Realm cultivators fight each other, there are rarely powerful people from both sides who come out to interfere.

After all, after reaching the level of God Transformation, it is too easy to kill a Yuanying cultivator.

Although there is no explicit agreement between the two sides that the powerful cannot interfere with the battles of Yuanying or other low-level cultivators, the powerful people on both sides have been silently abiding by this rule for so many years. It is very rare that a powerful person breaks the rules and attacks low-level cultivators.

After all, for any powerful person, he must be the backbone of a certain force.

Once they break the rules, the other party will definitely not sit idly by and will definitely retaliate.

It is definitely unrealistic to directly retaliate against the powerful person who breaks the rules, because it is too difficult to kill a powerful person. If the other party does not want to die, there is basically no chance to kill the other party.

The powerful cannot retaliate, but if they deal with those immortals in the Yuanying realm, especially the geniuses that the other party cares about very much, or even the genius cultivators at the level of the Son of God, it will definitely be easier, and the consequences will be no less than killing a powerful person.

On the mainland, under the blessing of the complete world rules, it will be easier for cultivators to practice and advance, especially for those geniuses with outstanding qualifications. If there are no accidents, they will basically enter the God Transformation Realm smoothly.

As for those saints or saint-son-level geniuses, entering the incarnation realm is not their goal, and even the tribulation realm is not their end point. Only ascending to the upper realm is their pursuit.

It is precisely because of this that the two sides have formed this unwritten rule. As long as the lives of the real core disciples are not involved, the powerful people on both sides will generally not stop the fight between the Yuanying realm cultivators.

Even if they watch the genius cultivators of their sect being killed in front of their eyes, they will only say that the other party is not good at learning, and will not easily take action.

"A Sin Clan at the level of a Holy Son? Are you sure, Brother?"

"After so many years, has a Saint-level strongman finally appeared in the Sin Clan?"

"No, he let you out. Could it be that he has other intentions? As a Saint-level strongman, he must know that it is completely useless to cast a soul seal on the other cultivator?"

"Brother, do you know why he let you out?"

The middle-aged cultivator said, "He seems to want to use my mouth to tell everyone about his existence, and he also wants us to spread the message so that more cultivators can find trouble with him."

The three cultivators The monk was even more puzzled: "Why is he like this? Does he want to die?"

"It's so arrogant. Does he think he can deal with all of us immortals by himself?"

"Doesn't he think that since the strong men in our immortal camp are ahead of us on the road to immortality, no one can deal with him?"

"Or, in fact, he has already joined forces with other sin clans to set up a large formation somewhere, just waiting for us to show up, and then catch us all in one fell swoop?"

The middle-aged monk was secretly bitter. He actually had similar guesses in his mind, but he didn't know what Fang Ping really thought.

"Brother, tell me, what is that person's plan?"

The middle-aged monk shook his head: "I am just a slave controlled by him. How can I know his thoughts? But the reason he told me is that he wants to devour more immortals to help him improve his cultivation.

But I don't know what his real purpose is."

The three looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't figure out the real meaning of Fang Ping's move.

"Why don't we pass on the news that a saint-level sin clan is suspected to have appeared?" One of them asked tentatively.

The other two shook their heads and said, "Brother, his soul has been controlled. You can't trust everything he says."

"That's right. If we don't see it with our own eyes, we can't pass on the news at random."

Fang Ping hid in the dark and listened to the conversation of several people.

Seeing that these three people not only did not attack the middle-aged monk, but chatted with each other for so long, and finally did not spread the news, and even wanted to verify the authenticity of what the middle-aged monk said with their own eyes.

"I originally wanted to keep you to pass on the news to me, but you insisted on seeking death."

Fang Ping looked helpless. He didn't expect these guys to be so principled. Obviously, the middle-aged monk was already a living evidence, but they still wanted to verify it in person.

"Since you want to verify it in person, then I will fulfill your wish."

Fang Ping's mouth curled up a little, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

Just as he was about to make his move, Fang Ping suddenly suppressed his murderous intent and said, "Oh no! We still have to keep them here to pass on information. We can't just kill them so easily. It's better to just give them a good beating."

Fang Ping removed the void space and appeared in front of the three people.

Seeing Fang Ping's figure, the middle-aged monk could only smile bitterly and retreat.

He knew that Fang Ping had been hiding nearby. The others mentioned that they wanted to personally verify Fang Ping's strength before deciding whether to pass on the message. As a result, Fang Ping appeared as soon as they finished speaking.

In this way, Fang Ping's true intention is naturally self-evident.

For the safety of his fellow disciples, he said to the three monks with a worried look: "Why don't you pass the message first?"

The moment the three monks saw Fang Ping, they were actually a little unsure in their hearts, because Fang Ping had been hiding near them from beginning to end, but the three people didn't notice it at all.

From this, it can be seen that the opponent's strength must be not weak, at least he must have made outstanding achievements in hiding his whereabouts.

"You are the only ones who want to verify my strength?" Fang Ping said calmly.

None of the three dared to speak for a while.

"You don't want to talk? If you pretend to be dumb, I won't know it's you?" Fang Ping said with a smile: "Tell me, how are you going to verify my strength?"