Chapter 50: Fisherman (2/2)

”Hahaha, all these treasures are mine now. No one can figure out what happened here,” Old Jiang smiled as he started to change his appearance and attire.

From now on, Old Jiang has disappeared, seemingly dying alongside the rest of the disciples when in reality, he would be assuming a new identity with treasures that can rival people in the Houtian realm.

As Old Jiang scattered the dust from the explosion, he walked forward to confirm the death of his two disciples and Old Lang.

There was no way he would walk away without knowing if they drew their last breath or were pretending to be dead.

'Heh, so it seemed one of them indeed survived by using the other person as a barrier to tank the damage,' Old Jiang said inwardly when he saw one of the disciples was still breathing.

The disciple who thought he could pretend to be dead to run away later started trembling.

His mouth twitched and he started pissing his pants when Old Jiang smiled menacingly at him.

”You are a lucky one, young man,” Old Jiang said as he raised his hand.

”N-No, please spare me, Elder Jiang. I will not tell anyone a single thing about what happened today.” The disciple shouted in panic and pleaded for mercy.

Old Jiang gave a pondering expression and a few moments later, he nodded his head with a sigh as he lowered his hand.

The disciple sigh in relief as he prepares to say, ”T-Thank yo-”

BOOOOM

Old Jiang decimated his head before the disciple could complete his gratitude as he wiped off the blood that splatter in his robe.

”I believe you will not tell anyone a single thing when you're dead. I praise you for trying to be sneaky but I'm even more insidious than you.” Old Jiang smirked as he walked ahead to Old Lang's corpse.

”Tsk Tsk Tsk, a genius swordsman. A never-before-seen talent. I laugh at the ridiculous words that these ignorant beings gave you. I'm the most talented and greatest swordsman. You are nothing but an ant for me to step on.” Old Jiang shouted as he kicked his corpse.

Afterward, he crouched down slightly to look at the spatial ring away in his finger.

'Everything you once owned now belongs to me.' Old Jiang sliced off the finger that's holding the spatial ring with his sword as he took it off.

Holding the spatial ring made of jade, Old Jiang laughed with countless corpses surrounding him.

”I'm the king and those who defied me are met with death only.” Old Jiang turned around to leave the scene but not for long.

Slash

Suddenly, a small blinking sword pierced his heart with another sword piercing his spiritual core.

Old Jiang held a disbelief expression when he saw a person in front of him.

Raising his finger to point at the person in front of him, he tried to speak but couldn't make any noise as he drew his final breath as well.