Chapter 61: Instant Kill

  "Is that you?" Tian Ming was completely unexpected to meet Zhang Huaming in this ghostly place, and he immediately became furious, shouting. The matter on the Beast God Mountain had been lingering in his heart all along.

  Zhang Huaming's face broke into a smile as he retorted, "Why can't it be me? Does the Ghost City only allow people from the Tian family to come and not me?"

  "Alright, very well, good." Tian Ming said with a gloomy smile.

  A burly man standing behind Tian Ming saw his young master's expression and immediately transmitted a voice: "Young Master, don't do it. The head of the house sent you out to gain experience this time. This person's cultivation is profound and unpredictable, plus he has a batch of capable subordinates. If we turn against him at this moment, we will be at a disadvantage."

  Tian Ming heard Tian Gui's words and frowned slightly. He immediately responded with a questioning tone, "Uncle Ghost, is that all there is to it?"

  "Master, for now it's best we don't settle this grudge. Let's put up with it for the time being and wait until the Grand Steward arrives with his men. Then you can do as you please."

  "En." Tian Ming heard what Tian Gui said and slightly nodded his head, suppressing the anger in his heart. He spoke coldly: "Let's go."

  "Yes, young master." The dozen or so Tian family guards following behind Tian Ming responded in unison.

  Zhang Huaming gazed at the receding back of Tian Ming, his brow furrowing slightly. In his opinion, Tian Ming shouldn't have swallowed that insult, but he actually did. It seemed that not every young master was a fool after all.

  Wang Xiong saw his boss's thoughtful appearance and thought he was unhappy, so he made a neck-wiping gesture and said, "Boss, do you want us to take care of it?"

  Zhang Huaming shook his head and said, "Forget it, now the Wushu Continent is about to rise in chaos, we shouldn't make too many enemies. Wang Xiong, you go prepare immediately, tomorrow we'll enter the Forest of Death."

  "Yes, boss."

  At this moment, in a high-rise building on the southwest side of Ghost City, Tian Ming was looking forward with a gloomy face. If someone had noticed and observed carefully at that moment, they would have found that his gaze was directed towards the palace where Zhang Huaming was located.

  "Master." Tenki appeared behind Tenmyou.

  "Ghost uncle, do you think I'm being too impulsive?"

  "No, young master, if such a thing happened to anyone, they would not be able to bear it. But the fact that you can bear it today shows that you have a mentality that others do not possess. Congratulations, young master."

  Tian Ming waved his hand casually and said, "Ghost Uncle, don't praise me anymore. I will personally avenge this grudge."

  "By the way, Uncle Gui, when is the Grand Manager arriving?"

  "As Young Master said, if there's no special situation with the Grand Steward, it should be tomorrow at noon."

  "Tomorrow at noon?" Tian Ming furrowed his brow and said: "Have you taken care of the things I entrusted to you?"

  "As for Young Master's words, I have already sent our Tianying No. 1 to handle this matter personally just now."

  "I know, I'm tired, need a rest, you go down!"

  "Yes, young master." The Heavenly Ghost bowed towards Tian Ming's back and retreated from the high building.

  The heavens seemed to be unable to bear the miserable changes in the Wuzhe Continent, and it rained heavily for several days. After a night had passed, the sky did not show any signs of clearing up, on the contrary, the rain seemed to be endless.

  "Boss." Wang Xiong came up to Zhang Huaming and respectfully called out.

  "Is everyone ready?"

  "Brothers, all preparations are ready."

  "Alright, let's go." Zhang Huaming said with a wave of his hand.

  "Let's go!" Wang Xiong shouted, and the Wolf Fang team members followed in an orderly manner, forming a long line behind Zhang Huaming's footsteps, walking towards the east gate of Guicheng, letting the rain wash over them.

  Just after Zhang Huaming and others left, a distortion occurred in the space at the entrance of the palace where they originally lived. The next moment, two men wearing black robes appeared at the entrance of the palace.

  "East Gate? Are these guys going into the Forest of Death?" one of the black-clad men muttered, his face filled with doubt.

  "Boss, why think so much? Anyway, the young master's orders are to keep an eye on their movements, and we don't need to worry about anything else." Another black-clad man spoke up.

  "Number Two, you're right. I'll follow him up. You go and report the situation here to Young Master immediately."

  "Yes, boss." A man in black responded and then his figure quickly merged into the air, disappearing without a trace.

  A team of people was walking in the dense forest, although there were many obstacles around them, but it was not difficult for this group of wolf-toothed squad members who were all martial artists.

  Wang Xiong.

  Wang Xiong heard his boss's summons and immediately ran to Zhang Huaming, saluted and said: "Here, boss, what instructions do you have?"

  "You lead the way and walk straight for five miles before resting. I have something to attend to." Zhang Huaming instructed in a low voice.

  "Ah!" King Xiong hadn't expected Zhang Huaming to use transmission instead of giving orders, so he was taken aback for a moment. As an old hand in the army, he quickly understood the problem and regained his composure, nodding his head before leading his subordinates in a rapid march forward.

  Zhang Huaming saw Wang Xiong's actions and nodded in relief. The next moment, he blended into the Wolf Teeth members and disappeared into thin air.

  "Ah! Where did he go?" Tian Ying No. 1, who had been following Zhang Huaming's team all along, saw Zhang Huaming disappear from his divine consciousness and suddenly felt a jump in his heart, with an ominous premonition rushing up to his head. Just as he was about to retreat, a chill ran down his back, causing his pores to stand on end.

  "Huff, huff, huff!" Tian Ying No. 1's breathing suddenly became urgent, and at this moment, he didn't dare to turn his head back to look because he knew he had misjudged the situation. He had mistakenly taken the target as a Martial Honored cultivator, but in reality, the target could silently approach him from behind without being detected. What kind of cultivation was this? At this moment, if he made any move, he believed he would suffer a devastating blow in the first instant.

  At this moment, if someone saw the scene here, they would probably burst out laughing. A man in black was quietly lurking among the leaves of a giant tree, while a man in white stood behind him with a smiling expression on his face, as if one was staring at the other's appearance.

  After holding his breath for a hundred seconds, the man in black couldn't bear the mental pressure anymore, so he slowly raised his hands and stood up, then slowly turned around to see if what was behind him was just as he had imagined.

  "You are the best private investigator I have ever met in terms of moral quality, unfortunately you encountered me." Zhang Huaming smiled.

  "Haha!" The man in black smiled wryly and said: "Can you tell me what your true cultivation is?"

  "Haha!" Zhang Huaming heard this question and smiled slightly. The next moment, his figure appeared in front of the man in black like a sudden burst of air.

  "First-rate martial god, high-ranking martial god strength... I lost unjustly..." The black-clad man managed to utter a sentence before a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his figure slowly fell backwards.

  Zhang Huaming waved his hand, and a handkerchief appeared in his hand. He wiped his right palm with the handkerchief and then threw it away, before his figure merged into the air once again.

  Bang! The black-clad man's body fell to the ground, and the impact of the fall made his body tremble for a moment before he stopped breathing. What really killed him was a bloody hole in his chest.

  Less than fifty breaths after the black-clad man fell, a distortion appeared in the space before his corpse, and three figures emerged.

  "Big Brother." One of the men in black suddenly cried out at the sight.

  "Young master, Tian Ying One is dead." Tian Gui's face showed an unpleasant expression.

  Tian Ming's face showed a look of astonishment as he said, "How is that possible? Ghost Uncle, that kid is actually a martial arts cultivator!"

  "No, young master, you've been deceived. I just examined the body of Tian Ying No. 1 and found that he was killed with a single strike to the heart. In other words, Tian Ying No. 1 was directly killed in an instant, without any chance to fight back." Tian Gui said with a serious expression, but his mind was secretly shocked. If he were to kill Tian Ying No. 1 himself, he could do it, but to kill him instantly would be extremely difficult. Although he was a high-ranking Wu Shen cultivator, Tian Ying No. 1 was also an entry-level Wu Shen cultivator, and within the same realm, killing someone would at least require some time, unless one was a full level higher, in which case instant killing might be possible.

  "It's impossible, this kid can't possibly advance from a beginner martial artist to an advanced martial god in just a few short months, I don't believe it." Tian Ming suddenly became hysterical and started shouting wildly.

  "Master! What's wrong with you?" Tian Gui was shocked by this scene, and quickly used Wu Yuan to restrain the master who wanted to run wildly, looking anxious.

  "Master." Just then, a loud and clear voice echoed around him. Tian Ming, who was originally in a state of frenzy, suddenly calmed down upon hearing this voice.