The silver dagger cut through the void, enveloped in lightning. It was filled with a terrifyingly sharp destructive aura and shot toward Jiang Ming's head.
This was a magical tool that surpassed the Foundation Establishment Realm. It was a secret treasure that had been refined at a great cost. Even the geniuses of the major sects would not be able to block such an attack in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
However, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he was going to continue to use his body to resist the dagger.
"You don't know what's good for you. You're courting death!" Wu Fengming was seriously injured and kept coughing up blood. However, he had a cold smile on his face. Did he really think that he was invincible just because he was at the Foundation Establishment Realm of martial arts?
This was an attack that surpassed the Foundation Establishment Realm! Even if he was at the Foundation Establishment Realm of martial arts, he would still die.
This was a secret treasure from their sect. How could it be blocked by an individual cultivator?
"It's a pity that this dagger is a secret treasure that was specifically refined for this expedition. There are many restrictions, and it can only be used three times before it is completely destroyed. This kid is really lucky to see it in action. This is the end for those who dare provoke the Spirit Silkworm Mountain!"
Wu Fengming's face was full of joy as he waited for this arrogant kid's head to be pierced by the dagger.
Suddenly, the smile on Wu Fengming's face froze as he stared at the scene in front of him in shock.
Jiang Ming's palm was surrounded by blood Qi, and he blocked the dagger. Then, he gently held it, and the silver dagger stopped firmly in Jiang Ming's hand, unable to move.
"Seal, suppress, intercept, transform, restrict, and exterminate!"
Jiang Ming whispered internally. The six seals of the Spirit Restriction Seal were performed at the same time at this moment. Between his fingers, runes were flowing like water and falling toward the silver dagger.
All of this was hidden under the cover of the blood Qi and was extremely inconspicuous. Even Wu Fengming only looked at this scene in shock. He only thought that Jiang Ming's physical body had already become so powerful that it could block this attack.
One seal after another landed on the silver dagger. With every passing moment, the light of the dagger dimmed a little, and its aura also diminished. In less than five seconds, the silver dagger lost all its luster, and became an ordinary weapon.
However, if one were to look closely, one would be able to see that six types of runes were continuously appearing and flowing on the blade of the silver dagger. It was as if they were forming a miniature array that sealed and dissolved all of the dagger's power, completely suppressing it.
Jiang Ming weighed it in his hand. He was ready to put it into his storage ring.
However, the black sword suddenly let out a strange cry.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! This thing is delicious. I can recover a lot of strength after eating it. Don't worry, bro! If we encounter danger later, I'll definitely do my best to help!"
After hanging out with Jiang Ming for some time, the black sword had also become much more familiar with Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment. However, he did not feel any heartache and threw the dagger at it.
The black sword was suspected to have a close relationship with the blessed land of immortal cultivation that once belonged to the Black Rock Ruins. Perhaps it could play some unexpected role in the exploration of these ruins.
Then, Jiang Ming also sighed internally, "Dr. Sun's technique is a little outrageous. It's the first time I used all six seals at the same time. However, it was so easy to destroy an attack that touched the threshold of the Golden Core Realm."
Recalling the fire mayfly that had broken free from its fate, Jiang Ming also sighed softly. It had been a long time since he went back. Perhaps it was time to go back and take a look after this crisis in the ruins was resolved.
Jiang Ming looked up at the figure in front of him. The insufferably arrogant elder of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain, Wu Fengming, a great cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, had half of his body charred black. He leaned against a mountain rock and kept coughing up blood. He had almost completely lost his strength.
Although the silver dagger was a secret treasure that could unleash an unparalleled power, there was a price to pay to activate it. It was Wu Fengming's last attack, and it failed. He could only wait to be slaughtered.
"How could this be?" However, even now, Wu Feng Ming still could not believe that his lethal attack could be blocked this easily.
The other party had suppressed the dagger with his bare hands. However, there was not a single wound on his palm. This was simply beyond Wu Fengming's imagination.
"Elder Wu, the world is so big that it's beyond your imagination!" Jiang Ming smiled. "I won't make fun of you. Before we fight, my proposal still stands. Do you agree?"
"Who are you? Which sect are you from? What enmity do you have with the Spirit Silkworm Mountain that you have to target us like this?" Wu Fengming stared at Jiang Ming. He did not believe that this was a nameless individual cultivator.
Only the top immortal cultivation sects could cultivate such a monster.
Jiang Ming shook his head. "I'm a force by myself. As for who I am, you can ask the king of hell when you die."
He slowly walked toward Wu Fengming, dragging the Scarlet Separation Sword in his hand on the ground, making an ear-piercing sound.
"Wait! Wait!" Wu Fengming's expression changed, and he said hurriedly, "I agree with your previous suggestion. You can use the Soul Seed Spell on me!"
At the critical moment of life and death, the most important thing was to survive.
