Chapter 621: Grasping Meld (1/2)

Jing Luo, who had been defending and dodging the attacks from the mist weapons all this time, suddenly found them dispersing.

”Huh? What happened?” Jing Luo said, feeling a bit confused.

He looked around, but the mist was still blocking his field of view. He started to search for the core area of the technique and flew around. But he ended up finding someone completely unexpected.

”Haha! Even if it is not that first elder, at least I got you!” Jing Luo said to himself as he found the third elder hidden in the mist.

The first elder had evidently made a defensive layer around him that hid him and protected him, so that he could recover from his injuries, but now that layer had disappeared along with the mist weapons.

The third elder, who was sitting cross legged on a floating mist cushion, didn't hear anything at first, but then a moment later he could hear the sound of winds tearing.

~SHUA~

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

~SPLAT~

A spear now embedded into his skull. It went through his right eye and came out through the back of the skull, easily shattering the bone. Blood and brains spilled out from the back and his mouth as his neck slogged to the left.

Jing Luo quickly approached the man with the dagger in his hand. The dead man's body slightly glowed and his Nascent Soul was just about to leave it when Jing Luo stabbed the dagger into it.

”AAA!!!!!” The Nascent Soul screamed in unwillingness.

The third elder could not understand how this all happened. One moment he was calmly recovering in a safe space the first elder had made and now in the next moment, he was dead.

Had he not been off guard, Jing Luo might not have been able to kill the man so easily. He had after all, managed to defend against multiple high grade spirit weapons at once when he had been attacked by Jing Luo.

”Hmm… now where is that Spatial storage treasure…” Jing Luo said as he searched the man's body.

The thing Jing Luo was after was the shawl that the third elder had used. Its defenses were far too stronger than they should have been, and Jing Luo felt suspicious about it. After taking out the spatial storage treasurer of the third elder, which was a shoulder band. Jing Luo put his brand on it and checked it.

”I KNEW IT!” Jing Luo said, as his eye turned bloodshot.

He pulled out the Shawl from the spatial storage treasure and looked at it. His spirit sense probed it and checked the formations on it, along with the building materials.

”Ripple mist sect… I swear the Jing clan will have its revenge!” Jing Luo said out loud.

Jing Luo then sensed something in the distance and furrowed his brows.