The Prime God:1000x cultivation from start

Chapter 21: The Silent Assassin

The Misty Cloud Battlefield was no longer a competition.

It was a massacre.

Disciples lay unconscious or defeated, their golden talismans floating in the air, marking their elimination.

And at the center of it all—

Xiao Li moved through the fog like a ghost, his golden Qi flickering faintly around him.

"Twelve down."

He rolled a talisman between his fingers before storing it away.

"Eighty-eight more to go."

But as he continued forward—

His steps suddenly stopped.

A faint killing intent brushed against his skin.

His eyes narrowed.

"Finally."

High above in the trees, a pair of cold, calculating eyes watched Xiao Li from the shadows.

Dressed in black assassin robes, his presence was so well concealed that even seasoned cultivators would fail to notice him.

"He’s powerful… but not invincible."

His fingers gripped a poisoned dagger, its blade coated in Midnight Serpent Venom—a poison that could cripple even a Core Formation cultivator.

He had been waiting for this moment.

"Die."

In an instant—

WHOOSH!

The assassin vanished from his hiding spot, appearing behind Xiao Li, his dagger aimed directly at his neck.

But—

"Too slow."

Before the dagger could even touch his skin—

BOOM!

A golden shockwave exploded outward, sending the assassin flying backward like a ragdoll.

He crashed into a tree, coughing blood.

His eyes widened in shock.

"What?!"

Xiao Li tilted his head.

"That was disappointing."

The assassin’s mind reeled.

His stealth technique was flawless.
His attack was lethal.
And yet—

Xiao Li had reacted instantly.

"M-Monster…"

The assassin struggled to stand, but Xiao Li appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Tell me…"

His golden Qi surged, pressing down like a mountain.

"Who sent you?"

The assassin gritted his teeth.

"I will never—"

Xiao Li sighed.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Before the assassin could react—

CRACK!

Xiao Li’s fist slammed into his stomach

"GUH—!"

The assassin’s vision blurred, his body completely paralyzed from the sheer force of the strike.

A golden talisman floated into the air.

Xiao Li caught it effortlessly.

"Thirteen down."

Then, without looking back, he walked away, leaving the assassin collapsed in the dirt.

"Now, let’s find the real opponents."

Far away, standing atop a cliff overlooking the battlefield, a lone figure watched Xiao Li’s movements with cold amusement.

Liu Tian, the number one Inner Court disciple, smirked as he twirled his sword.

"So… he’s this strong, huh?"

He cracked his knuckles, his Qi surging.

"Good."

"That means he won’t break too easily."

His eyes flashed with excitement.

"Xiao Li… our battle will be legendary."

The final clash was coming.@@novelbin@@

And only one of them would leave victorious.