Superpower Small Farmer

As Tu Dalong's gang swooped down to kill, the patterned beast stretched its four hooves, leaping forward like an arrow off the string, and sped towards the mouth of the valley.

"Everyone, strike together and kill him." Tu Dalong saw Wang Xiaoqiang's pet beast breaking through the encirclement of ghost souls and was greatly shocked. Fearing its escape, he immediately shouted an order, prompting fourteen people to exert their strength, each releasing a magic treasure and their Divine Spirit,

Nearly twenty Divine Spirits rushed out, glittering with golden light, turning into the Power of the Soul that attached to each magic treasure. The magic treasures, enhanced by the Power of the Soul, became greatly powerful, and shot out swiftly, like a sudden rainstorm, rushing towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Fourteen magic treasures enhanced by the Power of the Soul bombarded towards him alone. Wang Xiaoqiang showed fear, and with a movement of thought, transformed into Flowing Gold, dispersing quickly. However, he still couldn't escape the bombardment of the magic treasures, with two of them crashing through the Flowing Gold, and the Flowing Gold emitted a painful muffled groan…

In the gap of this strike, the patterned beast had already dashed out of the valley. The Flowing Gold regrouped into a humanoid form, and finally transformed back into Wang Xiaoqiang,

But unlike before, Wang Xiaoqiang's face was now pale, filled with pain and weakness, yet he still stood atop the patterned beast.

Little Zhang saw Wang Xiaoqiang was severely injured and cried out in surprise, "Ah, Brother Qiang, you're hurt."

"Don't waste words," Wang Xiaoqiang said and with a thought, first collected Little Zhang into the Storage Ring. Little Zhang had not yet cultivated his Divine Spirit and was not a Body Refining Master. If that strike had hit him, he would've been annihilated. Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want him to get injured or worse, become a burden, so he simply put him in the Storage Ring.

After rushing out of one valley, the patterned beast entered another, even larger valley with heavier miasma and more ghost souls. The patterned beast flapped its wings, using Wind-Thunder Wings to blaze a path to escape, fleeing forward,

But at this time, above the sky, Tu Dalong's gang pursued relentlessly like a nail driven into bone. They were in the sky while Wang Xiaoqiang was on the ground, like comparing the speed of cars and airplanes; no matter how fast a car, it can't outpace an airplane.

Wang Xiaoqiang was already heavily injured, unable to fight anymore. If he couldn't escape with his life, he'd only face death.

Gazing at the valley filled with thousands of ghost souls, then at Tu Dalong's gang chasing above, a thread of despair rose in Wang Xiaoqiang's heart.

Is this the end?

Just then, suddenly, a woo-woo sound came from ahead. This "woo" sound was much louder than that made by ghost souls, strange and terrifying. Hearing this sound, Wang Xiaoqiang used his Heavenly Eye to look ahead and saw not far away, a ghost soul revealed a ghastly face. The face was sinister, and from its eyes, a fierce red light shone…

"Hmm? That's not a ghost soul, what is it?" Wang Xiaoqiang wondered, immediately feeling a powerful deterrence swept over, inexplicably panicking, then heard Tu Dalong above shout tremblingly, "There's a Dead Spirit appearing, everyone be cautious,"

Upon hearing about the Dead Spirit, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart shook. Dead Spirits are much stronger than ghost souls. Little Zhang said, with his cultivation base, encountering a Dead Spirit is disaster, only a misfortune meaning certain death.

Realizing this, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately manipulated his thought, releasing all Spiritual Spring within him, transforming from a Heavenly Being to a mere mortal. The red eyes of the Dead Spirit continually rotated, sweeping like radar across all directions, even scanning towards the sky…

As the red eyes passed over Wang Xiaoqiang, they paused slightly. When sweeping over Tu Dalong and his people in the sky, it didn't move away but locked onto them.

"Ah, that's bad. Run quickly," Tu Dalong let out a terrified scream, then immediately turned tail and fled. The Flying Gang members followed suit, escaping hastily.

But the Dead Spirit wouldn't agree, flinging itself skyward, chasing Tu Dalong's gang. Its speed was like lightning, catching up in a flash, releasing red light from its eyes, striking the back of one of the members. The red light spun like a red laser drill bit, drilling open the back of that member's head. Amidst his terrified screams, it drew out his two Divine Spirits and Three Souls and Five Spirits…

Directly practicing transformation.

Finally, the member's screams ceased, his body fell like a soulless corpse, and before hitting the ground, ghost souls pounced, consuming him in moments.

Gazing at the scene, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart pounded wildly; this Dead Spirit was stronger than he imagined.

Thankfully, the Dead Spirit entirely filtered out him, after killing one, it chased Tu Dalong's gang again, at lightning speed.

Ghost souls cultivate by devouring flesh and blood. Dead Spirits by devouring souls. A mortal's soul doesn't compare to Heavenly Human Realm cultivators' souls. Wang Xiaoqiang disguised as a mortal, the Dead Spirit disregarded him, filtering him out, allowing him to escape without harm,

Wang Xiaoqiang dared not linger. Coming to his senses, he thought, and the patterned beast, in tune with its master's will, immediately flapped its wings to fly off, escaping in the opposite direction of Tu Dalong's gang.

The patterned beast carried Wang Xiaoqiang swiftly away, while Wang Xiaoqiang looked back towards the direction where Tu Dalong's gang escaped. Under Heavenly Eye, he saw the Dead Spirit, like a nail driven into bone, chasing them without retreat, continuously emitting red light for attacks. Finally, three more Flying Gang members perished before successfully fleeing back to Kaoshan Sect.

The Dead Spirit chased to the edge of Yin Corpse Mountain Range, dared not pursue further, evidently fearing places outside Yin Corpse Mountain Range.

Seeing Tu Dalong's gang escape back to Kaoshan Sect, Wang Xiaoqiang sought refuge in a small city. His injuries were severe and required immediate healing.

Settling in an inn, and with the patterned beast standing guard, he began healing. This injury was arguably the worst he had ever suffered. Though he had wood element Spiritual Qi for self-healing, the recovery was still slow, taking three days to fully heal,

After healing, Wang Xiaoqiang released Little Zhang from the Storage Ring,

Little Zhang knew Wang Xiaoqiang had been gravely injured and cornered, yet unexpectedly he survived, and appeared healed. Released from the Storage Ring, he stared at him, murmuring in his heart, "Wang Xiaoqiang, truly a Little Qiang who doesn't die. What a fate, or rather, such skill."

"Brother Qiang, are you alright?" Little Zhang asked.

"Would I be standing here if something happened?" Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, "How was it, being cooped up in the ring space for three days,"

"Not really, I was practicing Soul Shock Spell in the ring space all the time. Now my Soul Shock Spell has greatly advanced, I'm confident it will have some deterrent effect if encountering a Dead Spirit." Little Zhang somewhat smugly replied.

"Really? Such matters are not to be trifled with." Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Dead Spirits are extremely powerful. We were unfortunate to encounter them, and Tu Dalong's gang lost four people. If your Soul Shock Spell doesn't deter Dead Spirits, encountering them again would be certain death."

Little Zhang was speechless. After some time, he came to, shook his head, "I dare not guarantee that."

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