"So, you want me to personally take the treasure?" Sikong Miao looked at the stupefied youths and sneered coldly. His divine sense swept over Qian Ming, whom he was holding, and he instantly discovered the Ethereal Spirit Ring on Qian Ming's body.
"Hm? A storage magic treasure?"
Sikong Miao clearly recognized the storage magic treasure. Being a Spirit Sea Realm powerhouse himself, he also possessed a storage magic treasure, but he could feel that Qian Ming's Ethereal Spirit Ring was extraordinary, absolutely superior to his own storage magic treasure!
"Hurry up and erase your divine sense from the storage magic treasure and let me see what treasures are inside!" Sikong Miao, with a greedy gaze, stared at the Ethereal Spirit Ring, shouting at Qian Ming.
"Dream on! Even if I die, I won't hand over the treasures to you!"
Inside the Ethereal Spirit Ring were the Golden Light Beads that Qian Ming had painstakingly collected, along with the one hundred thousand beads given by Ye Chen, which he had exchanged for precious items. How could Qian Ming willingly hand them over to Sikong Miao?
Qian Ming, at the twelfth level of true qi, also had his pride!
"Hmph, you remind me, when I kill you, the divine sense on your storage magic treasure will disappear automatically."
"Since you're so reluctant to part with your treasures, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As Sikong Miao spoke, his large hand suddenly burst forth with a bloody glow, instantly striking towards Qian Ming in his grasp.
Everyone had not expected Sikong Miao to be so ruthless, to strike without warning.
Seeing the terrifying bloody glow on Sikong Miao's hand aiming for Qian Ming, the other youths and the clansmen of the three clans all rushed furiously toward Sikong Miao, trying to save Qian Ming.
But the attack of a Spirit Sea Realm powerhouse was incredibly fast!
Not even the two Patriarchs at the twelfth level of true qi, not even Bai Xiaodie, a genius girl, could save Qian Ming from Sikong Miao's clutches in time.
In an instant, Qian Ming was struck by Sikong Miao's attack, his defenses penetrated, directly hitting his body.
Qian Ming had broken through to the twelfth level of true qi with the aid of the Small Spirit Pill and was already considered one of the formidable figures among the clansmen present.
But in front of Sikong Miao, a mid-stage Spirit Sea Realm cultivator, he had no capacity to resist at all and was directly struck by the vast true qi, shattering all his meridians, his vitality completely dissipated.
In one move, Qian Ming, at the twelfth level of true qi, who had obtained third place in the great competition of the three clans, second in strength only to Bai Xiaodie and Ye Chen, was just like that killed by Sikong Miao!
This completely drove the other clansmen of the three clans insane!
After killing Qian Ming in one move, Sikong Miao, watching the clansmen of the three clans madly rush at him, sneered once more. His large hand swept up all the people rushing at him, and with a "boom," all of them were thrown to the ground.
Not a single person could withstand Sikong Miao, not even Patriarch Ye or Patriarch Qian, not even Bai Xiaodie!
And with that, having repulsed the crowd, Sikong Miao flung his hand, casting the corpse of Qian Ming aside, while with the other hand, he drew Qian Ming's Ethereal Spirit Ring into his grasp.
Next, Sikong Miao's divine consciousness probed into the Ethereal Spirit Ring, examining the contents within.
Sikong Miao's lightning-fast moves, killing Qian Ming and repelling the others, demonstrated such ruthless and imposing methods which completely chilled the hearts of all clansmen of the three clans.
They realized that their lives meant nothing in the eyes of Sikong Miao.
At that moment, Qian Ming's parents, seeing their son killed and his body flung away, cried out in heart-wrenching agony and rushed frantically towards Qian Ming's corpse.
When they found Qian Ming lifeless, his unpracticed parents, heedless of their own safety, ran crazily towards Sima Miao, determined to fight him to the death.
Before Qian Ming's parents could reach Sikong Miao, Lei Qing, the third of the three Loose Cultivators in the void, snorted coldly. With a flick of his finger in the air, he sent the two flying dozens of feet away.
The parents were instantly struck down to the ground and lay there, their condition unknown.
Seeing Qian Ming's parents fallen and uncertain of life or death, looking at the killed corpse of Qian Ming, looking at Patriarch Bai who had earlier passed out, all the clansmen of the three clans felt their anger ignite.
"Let's fight them, fight them with everything we've got!"
"At worst, we all die as warriors of the three clans!"
All the Martial Artists of the three clans roared and furiously charged at the three Loose Cultivators.
They refused to suffer such humiliation!
They were ready to lay down their lives to clash with the three Loose Cultivators!
At that moment, Wei Wuya, the second of the three Loose Cultivators who had yet to take action and a mid-stage Spirit Sea Realm powerhouse, simply flicked his finger. Instantly, several sparks flew toward the Martial Artists at the forefront of the charge.
In an instant, these Martial Artists from the three clans were reduced to ashes, leaving no corpses behind!
The three Loose Cultivators, Sikong Miao, Wei Wuya, and Lei Qing, one more ruthless than the other, with these venomous strikes, cast despair into the hearts of the Ye and Qian Patriarchs from the three clans.
The two Patriarchs knew that if they didn't stop their people, all of them might die at the hands of the three Loose Cultivators.
They had already lost a genius young man, Qian Ming, and did not wish to lose more of their clansmen!
Both Patriarchs, with tears streaming down, flew in front of their clansmen, blocking those who were charging with no regard for their own lives.
It wasn't until the two Patriarchs intervened, after seeing the few Martial Artists burned to ashes, after seeing the many clansmen injured by Sikong Miao's earlier sweeping attack, after seeing the unconscious Patriarch Bai, Qian Ming's parents...