Simulation Towards Immortality In A Group Chat

Wang Ping glanced at the cultivators whose eyes were filled with fanaticism and spoke indifferently.

“Hehe, treasures of the world belong to those who can obtain them. It doesn’t matter who discovered it first. You, a mere cultivator at the Peak of the God King Realm, are delusional to think you could monopolize this Divine Origin Mine. You really don’t know what’s what.”

As soon as Wang Ping opened his mouth, a Semi-saint sneered coldly and mocked him.

The other strong cultivators also looked at Wang Ping with contempt, as if they were looking at a dead man.

“Well said, treasures of the world belong to those who can obtain them. So, I’ll give you all a chance. Leave or die.”

Wang Ping placed his hands behind his back, looking down at the many cultivators, and said coldly.

“Arrogant!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the cultivators present changed, becoming extremely cold. An infuriated Semi-saint directly attacked Wang Ping.

A wisp of divine power erupted, causing layers of space to shatter, and the other God King Realm powerhouses’ expressions changed as well.

Lin Yuanyuan also felt a suffocating sensation.

However, the next second, this wisp of divine power suddenly disappeared, exploding and causing the space around the Semi-saint to twist, instantly turning him into a blood fog.

“!!!”

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators’ faces changed, revealing fearful expressions.

Is this Space Law?!

Why would a God King Realm powerhouse be able to comprehend Space Law?!

Not to mention that this Divine Skill was a bit too terrifying!

Ignoring the cultivators whose expressions had changed, Wang Ping directly collected all the good things that appeared after the Semi-saint’s divine realm shattered and spoke again: “I’m giving you all one more chance. Leave, or die.”

These words made the God Kings present look at each other, no longer daring to sneer. With pale faces, they could only leave with bitter smiles.

Even the lurking Semi-saint had a constantly changing expression and could only back away.

With a terrifying powerhouse like Wang Ping who could instantly kill a Semi-saint here, they had already lost the opportunity to compete.

“Junior, you have some strength, but you’re so ruthless. Today, I will suppress you and make you reflect deeply.”

At this moment, a terrifying divine power suddenly descended, causing the space to become extremely unstable.

At the same time, the faces of all the cultivators present turned pale, showing shocked expressions.

Saints were revered existences who hadn’t taken action for many years.

They never thought that they would be able to witness a Saint take action today.

“Just a fake Saint, yet you dare to try and suppress me. How ridiculous.”

Wang Ping looked up at the sky and saw a figure intertwined with a Saint’s mana and fragmented Laws walk out from the Space Channel. He snorted coldly.

“Hehe, daring to call me a fake Saint, truly arrogant. Today, I will let you understand what a Saint is.”

The voice of the Saint was extremely cold, and the increasingly terrifying divine power demonstrated the Saint’s anger.

Then, the Saint took action, fiercely striking a palm at Wang Ping.

As the Saint’s divine skills erupted, the terrifying Mana of Fire condensed into a giant palm that seemed capable of burning the heavens and suppressing all things.

This made all the cultivators shiver with fear, feeling that no one could survive under this attack.

Even a Semi-saint would be completely wiped out if they came into contact with only some of the flames, let alone withstand the attack.

Everyone thought that Wang Ping was doomed, even comprehending Space Law wouldn’t be enough to survive.

However, facing this attack, Wang Ping remained calm, without the slightest change in his expression. He simply took out a black long spear.

This spear was pitch-black and had a blood-red eye on it, giving people an eerie feeling.

The moment the black long spear appeared, a terrifying demonic spirit began to spread. The sky immediately turned pitch-black, and the sun’s brilliance was completely obscured.

As for the Saint’s attack, the moment the blood-red eye looked at it, it was instantly extinguished.

Like a feeble spark encountering a torrential downpour.

This caused the Saint’s expression to freeze, revealing a look of horror.

“What kind of weapon is this?”

The Saint looked at the black long spear in Wang Ping’s hand in terror, feeling his scalp go numb and a cold sensation spread from the bottom of his heart.

In this world, the strongest were Saints. Once they became Saints, they would be unparalleled, but they would also have no path ahead of them.

As a result, there were no Supreme Artifacts, let alone Holy King Artifacts. Naturally, Saints couldn’t recognize what level of Artifact this was.

However, this didn’t prevent him from realizing just how terrifying and dangerous this black long spear was.

Immediately, the Saint wanted to escape, unwilling to face Wang Ping as an enemy any longer.

But now, it was too late for him to escape.

More accurately, when this Saint appeared, his fate had already been determined.

“Black Abyss Demon Spear, suppress him for me.”

Wang Ping said coldly.

As Wang Ping gave the command, the blood-red eye on the Black Abyss Demon Spear stared fixedly at the Saint. Blood-colored light intertwined with terrifying black demonic spirit surged out, instantly trapping the Saint, making it impossible for him to move. Even his divine power was suppressed.

This terrifying scene made all the cultivators present shiver in fear and feel unparalleled terror.

This was a Saint, and he was being so easily suppressed. Just what kind of background did this weapon have? It was far too terrifying and evil.

For a time, many people wanted to run, but they were afraid of causing a commotion that would draw Wang Ping’s or the terrifying demonic artifact’s attention, leading to them being instantly suppressed and killed.