Just as Demon Lord Anmang was about to leave, Wu Ning suddenly stopped him. Demon Lord Anmang turned his head around, his entire body covered in cold sweat. He thought Wu Ning had changed his mind.
Demon Lord Anmang smiled fawningly. "Anything else?"
Wu Ning narrowed his eyes. "Give me all your treasure points. You're at Saint Realm, so I believe you have plenty of points."
Demon Lord Anmang flew into a rage. "Human, don't push it!"
Wu Ning said, "Well? If you don't like it, we can fight."
Anmang cowered again. He couldn't beat someone like Wu Ning in a fight. After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly gave all his treasure points to Wu Ning.
Wu Ning then waved his hand, motioning for Anmang to leave. This time, Demon Lord Anmang had learned his lesson. After getting Wu Ning's permission, he immediately escaped and didn't remain any longer.
Wu Ning didn't care. Anyway, Anmang was now useless.
Wu Ning looked at his formation mark.
[Activating Formation Mark]
[Name: Wu Ning]
[Realm: Void Training Stage]
[Attributes: Omniscience]
[Law: Fire (Domain), Water, (Domain), Ice (Meaning), Law of Reincarnation (Domain)]
[Treasure: God-Slaying Wings (Broken)]
[Base Technique: Level 7, Rank 8 Soul Palace]
[Cultivation method: Tiger Hall Technique, All-life Technique, God-Slaying technique, Non-Dragon Heart Technique (Complete)]
[Evaluation: SSS Divine tier]
[Reward: x6 descending quotas]
[Treasure points: 94.73 million]
Who would have thought that just by robbing a Saint would increase his treasure points from 78.25 million to 94.73 million? It looked like these Saints were all filthy rich.
However, what Wu Ning didn't know was that most of Anmang's treasure points had been used to exchange for a palace-type divine artifact. He no longer had any treasure points for him to descend, so he was lying in ambush in Crimson Lake to rob humans that passed by. In that time, he had amassed more than 20 million treasure points.
If Wu Ning had come two days earlier, Anmang wouldn't have had so many treasure points for him to seize.
Wu Ning's soul entered Demon Lord Anmang's storage ring to examine it. There were all kinds of inferior artifacts inside and only two saint artifacts. One was a palace-type saint artifact, and the other was a saber-type saint artifact. However, Wu Ning wasn't interested in this saint artifact either, as the Dragon Form Sword he was using now was a divine artifact Yue Wumian had given him.
However, Wu Ning was still very interested in the palace-type saint artifact.
Wu Ning took out that palace-type saint artifact and started examining it. A palm-sized palace appeared in Wu Ning's hand.
Wu Ning observed it carefully and discovered that although this palace was small, it was extremely exquisite. No wonder it was a palace-type saint artifact.
Any other ordinary Void Training Realm martial artist would be extremely thrilled to get their hands on this unlike Wu Ning, who showed disdain towards these artifacts.
Others would surely be shocked at Wu Ning's extremely high requirements.
Even if it were Saint King Realm experts, they would either keep it well for their disciples, or sell it for a high price.
Wu Ning played with the saber-shaped saint weapon a few times and thought it was boring, so he sold it for a mere 500,000 treasure points. Wu Ning curled his lips in disdain, and then he continued studying that palace-type saint artifact.
Wu Ning's conscience covered the palace and found the last remaining wisp of Anmang's soul. Then, the God-Slaying Technique blanketed it, destroying Anmang's soul imprint.
Anmang suddenly felt that his connection with the palace-type saint artifact was gone. He roared, "D*mned human, I will kill you!"
The reason why Anmang had handed over his storage ring so easily was that the two saint artifacts recognized him as their masters. Only a Saint King Realm expert could erase the soul imprint he had left on them.
In the end, he didn't expect Wu Ning to erase his imprint in just a moment. How could he not be angry? He had only retreated temporarily to find someone else to settle the score with Wu Ning and retrieve the things Wu Ning had robbed him of. He had not expected Wu Ning's soul to be that powerful.
He had thought that Wu Ning was able to attack his soul completely because of the power of the God-Slaying Technique. He did not expect that Wu Ning's own soul was also so powerful that it was terrifying.
Wu Ning cut a wound on his finger and let his blood drip onto the palace-type saint artifact. However, the drop of blood on the palace-type saint artifact did not produce anything at all.
Wu Ning was puzzled as he flipped the palace-type saint artifact over and over again. However, he didn't find anything strange about it. Then, why couldn't he drip his blood onto the palace-type saint artifact to take ownership? What exactly was going on?
After inspecting it for a long time, Wu Ning still couldn't figure it out. He could only put away the artifact first. When he had the chance in the future, he would ask someone else to take a look at it.
He had only been in this world for less than two years, and he spent one of them on the road. He was completely ignorant of this continent, knowing nothing at all.
It seemed that he had to find a time to understand this world. Otherwise, if he didn't know anything, it would be very troublesome.
Wu Ning thought to himself and then set off to fly deep into the outer realm battlefield. At present, he could only be considered to be in the outer region of the outer realm battlefield, and couldn't come into contact with any warriors.
Although Wu Ning was powerful, he did not have much actual combat experience. He needed to fight to increase his own.
Actual combat experience did not seem to be very important, but in a battlefield, it was crucial.
Wu Ning did not use the God-Slaying Wings to hurry on his journey.
Instead, he used his Void Training Realm speed to speed up. Only then would others seize the chance to rob him.
If he used the God-Slaying Wings to fly, who would be able to catch up with him? How would they rob him? How could he retaliate?
Wu Ning traveled slowly. Along the way, he enjoyed the scenery. However, the outer realm battlefield was really filled with nothing but chaos. In just two days, he had encountered seven battles.
Just as Wu Ning flew over a mountain, he saw another one. Wu Ning narrowed his eyes and observed for a while. Three Dao Realm and five human martial artists at Saint Realm were fighting a Level 1 Saint Realm monster.
He didn't expect another encounter with the monster race to come so soon.