Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 425: Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

Su Ming extracted the purest, most stable Foundation Establishment true essence from the liquid spiritual energy lake in his Dantian, pulling it all out and compressing it at his fingertips at an unprecedented speed, compressing it again and again!

A single droplet, no larger than a grain of rice yet as heavy as if it contained an entire lake, formed silently at his fingertip, a deep blue bead of water.

"Dripping Water Force: Return to Origin!"

There was no earth-shattering display, no dazzling light show.

That tiny droplet left Su Ming’s fingertip, moving at a speed that surpassed sound, surpassed sight, piercing through layers of space. It struck with uncanny precision, hitting the black-robed man’s exposed lower abdomen—the location of his Dantian, left vulnerable by his exhausted state.

Puchi!

A faint, wet sound, like a blade sinking into rotten flesh.

The protective blood aura that could withstand ordinary magical artifact attacks proved as fragile as paper before that tiny droplet, which contained ultimate piercing power.

The droplet passed through the blood aura without resistance, through the black robe, through the tough flesh, striking the wildly spinning, corrupted Dantian Sea of Qi dead on!

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.The black-robed man’s blood blade, raised high, hung motionless in the air.

He lowered his head, staring in disbelief at his lower abdomen. There was only an inconspicuous, tiny blood hole. No blood flowed out, because all his life force and spiritual energy were being madly dismantled and annihilated from within by the devastating water-element power that had invaded his body.

“Uh… huh…”

A hissing, leaking sound came from the black-robed man’s throat. The madness and brutality in his bloodshot eyes receded like a tide, replaced by endless fear and unwillingness.

The spiritual energy within his body collapsed and scattered instantly, like a punctured balloon. That terrifying momentum he had forcibly raised to touch the threshold of Golden Core shattered completely.

The blood blade in his hand dissolved into a pool of black, bloody water, dripping to the ground.

like soft mud with all its bones pulled out, fell straight

crashed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of

Life was severed.

Huff… huff…

breath, his face pale as paper. That strike of “Dripping Water

the ground. There was no joy of victory in his eyes, only the relief of having survived a

his breathing for a moment, and confirmed that the black-robed man was truly dead beyond any doubt, with no self-destruction trap or other backup left behind. Only then

“Way of Survival”: cleaning up the battlefield is

crouched down, enduring the thick stench of blood, and searched the black-robed man’s body. Soon, he found an unremarkable

divine sense. There wasn’t much inside, but each item made his heart skip

pile of mid-grade spirit stones, probably

jade slips recording unknown,

a token. Pitch black, cold to the touch, with a twisted character “Ming” engraved on

the very bottom of the storage pouch, there was a confidential letter made

restriction with his spiritual energy and unfolded

code. But with Su Ming’s current knowledge, he quickly deciphered

Ten Thousand Soul Banner is progressing smoothly. The soul resources from Great Xing and Northern Barbarian are abundant, with no

Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

pupils

most secretive forbidden texts. This banner required one hundred thousand living souls as its main material, supplemented by the blood and resentment of one million living beings.

explicitly mentioned that both Great Xing and

chill ran from the soles of Su Ming’s feet straight to the crown of his

meddling in mortal warfare. This was a massive, long-plotted conspiracy involving two

Ming’s mind was reeling from the

came from behind him, completely without

You didn’t embarrass

Ming’s body went stiff. He