Chapter 120: Chapter 106: Hatred and Hope

"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!

"Die?"

"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.

"No!"

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!

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!

"Stop it!"

"Stop right there!"

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...