Cui Heng slowly approached the grave robber with interest in his eyes.
Having reached the Grand Completion stage of the Golden Core Realm, his five senses were extremely sharp. Even though he was in the innermost chamber of the tomb, he could still hear the sounds outside clearly.
He could already tell that this "Big Brother" was probably trying to murder his companions for benefits.
This "Big Brother" had given the others a slow poison. By the time the tomb was opened, the poison would act up and he could take the treasures for himself.
However, he was a little puzzled.
Why did ordinary people dare to rob tombs? Were they not afraid of digging up ominous things like red-furred monsters?
Even though Wang Ba and the rest had some fighting abilities and were much stronger than the average person, they were still ordinary people in Cui Heng's eyes.
"Ah! I'll fight it out with you!"
At this moment, Wang Ba seemed to have been scared silly. Facing Cui Heng who was walking over step by step, he actually didn't run away.
Instead, he pulled out the scimitar on his waist and charged straight at Cui Heng. He raised the scimitar above his head and slashed viciously at Cui Heng's head.
Zhao Guang's consciousness was already blurry, and he was on the verge of death. When he saw this scene, he was still stunned by Wang Ba's madness.
However, the scene that occurred next directly terrified him to the point of trembling, causing his consciousness to instantly become much clearer, and he was practically on the verge of recovering his consciousness.
The "ghost" did not dodge when faced with Wang Ba's machete. Instead, he took a deep breath and exhaled—
Boom!
Thunderous explosions suddenly rang out in the huge tomb palace, and then a tornado actually appeared, directly sweeping Wang Ba in and instantly grinding him into powder.
Not even a single piece of flesh was left.
He was reduced to ashes on the spot!
Zhao Guang was completely stunned. He almost thought that this was an illusion his mind had created before he died. How could there be a person in this world who could blow a living person into ashes with a single breath?
Even those so-called old Immortals and Patriarchs of the Pugilistic World could not do it.
Are ghosts all so amazing?
But Zhao Guang had no time to think about this.
He saw the "ghost" walk towards him after blowing away the tyrant in one breath.
Facing this situation, Zhao Guang, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, was prepared to die.
"Do you have any last words?" Cui Heng came before Zhao Guang and looked at the tomb raider calmly.
At this moment, Zhao Guang's entire body had been corroded by the poison and he was about to die.
Of course, Cui Heng had a way to cure him. He only needed to use his Dharmic powers to circulate one round in this person's body to remove all the poison in his body.
But he had no interest in doing so.
Before figuring out the situation of this world, rashly saving the life of a stranger was not a good choice. It might bring him unnecessary trouble.
After all, this was not the Beginner's Space.
"You're a human, not a ghost."
A look of realization appeared on Zhao Guang's face. Then, he was extremely shocked. "You're a human. How can a human have such powerful strength? Did you cultivate to become an Immortal?"
The intense emotional fluctuations made his bleeding symptoms worsen. He hurriedly said, "Can, can you take care of my mother and wife for me? I can give you a lot of money, a lot of money."
His old mother and wife were his only worries in this world.
Cui Heng was unmoved.
Zhao Guang panicked and said, "I, I still have a martial arts manual. It's the Sunflower Sword Art that had dominated the Pugilistic World 20 years ago. As long as you promise me, I'll tell you where this manual is! Cough, cough!"
Cui Heng frowned. With a thought, he secretly released a trace of Dharmic powers, temporarily stabilizing Zhao Guang's life. He asked, "How powerful is this Sunflower Sword Art?"
"You actually don't know about the Sunflower Sword Art?" Zhao Guang was stunned when he heard that.
"Tell me." Cui Heng smiled.
"How is this possible?!" Zhao Guang looked at Cui Heng in disbelief. "20 years ago, Lin Nantu, who was originally just a servant of an escort company, accidentally obtained the Sunflower Sword Art and became a top-notch expert in just three years!
"Ten years later, he used this opportunity to advance to the Xiantian realm. His sword light was unstoppable and even iron armor could not withstand a single strike of his sword. He once single-handedly repelled the combined forces of the sect masters of several large Sects and even forced back the cavalry of hundreds of soldiers from the Imperial Court. From then on, he dominated the Pugilistic World!"
With Lin Nantu's exaggerated achievements, the Sunflower Sword Art was already a world-renowned martial arts technique.
Later, Lin Nantu was killed and the Sunflower Sword Art was nowhere to be found. However, in the past 20 years, any news about it would cause a bloodbath.
There was actually someone in this world who didn't know about the Sunflower Sword Art!
Zhao Guang could not understand it. In his panic and confusion, he did not even notice the changes in his body.
"Xiantian Realm, dominating the Pugilistic World?" The expression on Cui Heng's face turned extremely strange as he asked again, "If one can dominate the Pugilistic World at the Xiantian Realm, then what's above the Xiantian Realm?"
"Above the Xiantian Realm?" Zhao Guang seemed to be a little confused by the question. He was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "There are realms above the Xiantian Realm? I, I've never heard of it."
"Have you heard of the Deity Realm and Human Immortal Realm?" Cui Heng asked again.
"What is that? The Immortals in books?" Zhao Guang was even more confused. He could not understand what this powerful person in front of him wanted to ask. The questions he asked were so strange. "Hey, that's not right. I, why did I…"
At this moment, he finally discovered the change in his physical condition.
The pain in his entire body was gone, and his dazed mind had returned to normal. At this moment, he actually felt that his condition was unprecedentedly good!
How was that possible!
That was the so-called peerless poison of the Pugilistic World, "Seven Apertures Death Powder"!
After realizing that he was poisoned, Zhao Guang realized what poison he had been planted with based on his physical condition.
It was said that even Immortals would find it difficult to save someone who had been poisoned by it. They could only wait for death.
There was no exception!
How did I neutralize the poison for no reason?
Could it be…
Zhao Guang's face was filled with disbelief. He quickly raised his head to look at Cui Heng, but all he saw was the dark tomb.
The Immortal-like youth from before had already disappeared without a trace.
"If you want to take care of your wife and mother, do it yourself. I don't have the time."
Cui Heng's voice drifted over from outside the tomb, sounding like a celestial voice.
Thump!
Zhao Guang directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully towards the outside of the tomb.
"Thank you for saving my life, Immortal! From now on, I will definitely accumulate good karma and do good deeds. I will work to benefit a region and repay your kindness!"
...
Cui Heng didn't even need to lift a finger to get rid of the so-called top poison in the martial arts world.
It was equivalent to an effort of exhaling a breath to him.
After he left the tomb, he recalled Zhao Guang's words and took a deep breath.
"System! Is this really the high-level immortal realm? Why do I feel like this is just a normal Wuxia World?"
[Respectable host! Your novice period has expired. Please recharge and upgrade to an all-rounded cultivation package. The System will continue to protect your path to Immortality!]
F*ck!
"Charge!"