Nearby, both Third Elder of the Sky Demon Cult and Bound Star were gaping blankly at Guilty Star’s corpse that lay on the ground, unable to believe what they were seeing just then.

Guilty Star…

Was dead?

In fact, he died too quickly and too unexpectedly that even Third Elder could not react at once.

That sight alone left Third Elder’s perspective of life utterly overturned.

‘You are actually not even affected at all by Guilty Star’s axe?

‘How tough is your body?’

Could it be a technique from stress training?

There were indeed many martial artists who underwent stress training, with some individuals even ascending as grandmasters and becoming as tough as tortoises. However, wasn’t it a little too outrageous for a rank-six pinnacle to walk away without a scratch after being struck by a rank-eight pinnacle’s axe, from mere stress training?

And then there was the golden combat suit that suddenly appeared over Jiang He’s body, which stood beyond Third Elder’s knowledge.

There was a somber look on his face when he returned to his senses, and he murmured, “Is that a divine item? No, no one who isn’t divine could not use those… eh?’

Even before he could finish that sentence, his face dropped.

He saw Jiang He took out a weirdly sharped rocket launcher, and was holding it over his shoulder.

Third Elder could feel a chill in his spine right then, and goosebumps rising over his skin.

‘That rocket launcher could kill me!’ He could not help thinking.

Be that as it may…

Jiang He put away the rocket launcher, and he muttered, “Nah. The Dragon God-Type Nuclear Rocket Launcher is too powerful and I would never make it out when we’re so close. Mutual destruction is not that ideal…’

Hence, as Third Elder and Bound Star looked on in shock, Jiang He drew out his Strengthened Gatling Gun.

He had two of these: he left one at home, and kept the other in his System Backpack.

Hence, he held the one he had brought along up, aimed it straight at Bound Star and Third Elder and asked again, “Who wants to die next?”

Bound Star did a double take.

After all…

Jiang He was just so strange.

With a turn of his hand, a rocket launcher and a gatling gun had appeared in his hand—it was more mystical than magic itself!

Still, Bound Star soon became relieved.

Void Storage!

Jiang He must be carrying a treasure that grants storage space, an item that both saint and the two cardinals possess. Rumor has it that the Senior Elder had been granted one as well because of her accomplishments.

While there was no telling how a rank-six like Jiang He got his hands on such a valuable treasure, now was not the time to think such things.

As Bound Star strode forward into the night, an obscure earthen-yellow light surged towards himself with a wave of his hand, and soon a stone combat suit materialized around his body. “Jiang He, to think that you really have the power to kill rank-eight— even rank-nines,” he laughed coldly. “My Holy Faith had underestimated you…”

“However, there is a great gap even amongst rank-nines. Do you think you’re going to walk away with Third Elder with us?”

Even as he spoke, he shot the gatling gun Jiang He was holding and smirked. “That thing would work against anyone below rank-seven… but not against us.”

Beside him, the Third Elder of the Sky Demon Cult had charged his True Qi, and his aura was slowly energizing over his body.

Scarlet flames began to gather around him, just before it spread rapidly across every direction, dying the night sky in its color. However, that was not a phenomenon caused by the True Qi he cultivated.

Instead, it was the Boundary of Will that he had reached: the will of flames.

That was why he could instantly materialize fire with a flick of his wrist, unleashing aura of a world even if he was not a fire-type Awakened.

He strode out slowly towards Jiang He, the pebbles and weeds beneath his feet igniting.

“It is truly unbelievable you could achieve all this as a rank-six pinnacle,” he said flatly. “That is why you have to die on this day… or the Holy Faith shall know no peace!”

His pace was very slow, just like his speech.

And yet, his presence grew more imposing by several notches with each passing step.

Jiang He’s heart sank.

That man…

Was very awesome at putting on airs!

That scarlet night sky behind him especially felt like it was about to burn and boil.

And what Jiang He hated to see most are people putting on airs right in front of him.

Hence, he pressed the trigger.

Brrrrrrt!

Orange-red flames shot out of the barrel of the gatling gun. How horrific was 6000 shots per minute? That was a hundred bullets per second!

Still, Third Elder remains unaffected, and actually smiled faintly. “Guns would never hurt me.”

He charged his True Qi to protect himself, and the bullets would spark whenever they struck the shield he formed with True Qi. Even so, none of the bullets broke through his True Qi defense, and he even had the mood to pause and putting on a show of catching bullets with his bare hands.

Behind Third Elder, there was a smile on Bound Star’s face.

Shooting a rank-nine elite with a gatling gun?

Was Jiang He dreaming?

Even he, let alone a rank-nine, would be unscathed by the bullets of a gatling gun.

Hence, Bound Star did not bother to block the stray bullets coming towards him. The armor he conjured with his earth-type powers may not match an S-grade alloy combat suit, but it would not lose out to an A-grade, and was even one level above…

‘Just look at those bullets. They are hitting me but doing nothing more than tickle…’

Eh?

Bound Star’s eyes bulged then.

The look on his face froze, and he slowly reached out to touch the spot between his brows.

It was icy-cold, and there seemed to be whole in there…

And then.

His consciousness instantly diminished, and he fell stiffly to the ground.

Third Elder, who was still playing catching bullets promptly turned, snarling, “Bound Star…”

He dove towards Bound Star, but Bound Star was no longer bleeding—a single bullet had punched a hole between his eyes and he could not be deader.

There was a thrilled but slightly embarrassed look on his face.

After all, his marksmanship was crap. He was clearly aiming at the Third Elder of the Sky Demon Cult, so why would a stray bullet reach Bound Star? Most importantly, that one bullet also triggered the chance of armor-piercing effect that the Strengthened Gatling Gun possess…

“Jiang He!”

Lowering Bound Star’s corpses, Third Elder abruptly looked up at Jiang He with fully-red eyes. As his body burst out with a horrific presence, he appeared in a flash before Jiang He!

Pow!

He slammed a palm on Jiang He’s chest.

All Jiang He could feel was being struck by an enormous force as he was being sent flying backwards, and only landed over dozens of meters away.

Still, he rose to his feet and took a look at his chest.

It seems that he was just fine.

After his SS-grade Dark Golden Combat Suit had weakened the palm strike, it ended up as nothing more than a tickle when it reached Jiang He’s body, which was shielded by a mastered Indestructible Diamond.

Whoosh!

Third Elder attacked again then, moving rapidly like a phantom, matching Jiang He’s Blind Princess’s Eight Practices and slamming three more palms over Jiang He’s chest.

However, Jiang He was prepared this time, with Indestructible Diamond charged at the ready. As three palms landed on him one after another, it merely made him stumble several steps backward, crushing the ground beneath his feet.

He felt around his body.

It seemed that it hurts more than the first palm now.

“The Dark Golden Combat Suit is really tough. Still, I wonder what’s its limit…”

Even as that thought Jiang He’s mind, he looked towards Third Elder with a twinkle in his eye.

Limit…

Wouldn’t he know that if he fought a while more?

Hence, he promptly tapped his chest and laughed. “Keep coming, old timer!”

Whoosh!

However, Third Elder turned and ran without a word!

“Running when you’re beaten?”

“It won’t be that easy!”

With a fierce laughter, Jiang He strode out in hot pursuit!