An Ran... Xiao Jie felt a sharp pain in his heart once again, instinctively wanting to attack.
But the shouts of the crowd sounded in his ears.
"Run, only if you survive will there be a chance to turn the tables!"
"Run, Sui Feng. If you can become an Immortal, we still have a chance. If you die, we’re completely finished."
Run! Where else can I run to? Xiao Jie bitterly smiled in his heart, realizing that Master Hongchen was like a parasite clinging to his bones, impossible to shake off or evade.
"There’s still 60 seconds—run, Jie!" Gu Feiyu shouted once more.
seconds... damn it, 60 seconds is enough for me to die several times.
Xiao Jie instantly ran through all the skills he had mastered in his mind, but he still couldn’t figure out a way to break through the enemy.
The key is that the Immortal’s power is simply unbeatable.
At that moment of panic, a voice suddenly rang out in YY.
"Go to the western forest."
Surprisingly, it was the voice of Wentian Wuji. Xiao Jie thought this guy had already run away, but unexpectedly he was still there.
Without hesitation, he flew towards the forest, which was a small patch of greenery within the Endless Wilderness. A small river meandered through the lowlands of a valley, with pebbles scattered along the shore and many trees growing around it.
It looked unremarkable.
But at this very moment, he could only place his hope in his teammates.
As soon as he rose, he heard Wentian Wuji’s incantation.
"Qimen Dunjia, Immortal Master’s Skillful Method, Heavenly and Earthly, Ghosts and gods fear..." Amidst Wentian Wuji’s chanting, there was also the furious roar of Hongchen behind him.
"Trying to run? You’re not going anywhere!" Hongchen stepped forward, instantly closing the distance.
Phantom Traceless—Residual Shadow Steps—Wild Goat Charge! Xiao Jie quickly chained three displacement skills, forcefully widening the distance once more.
The final Wild Goat Charge made him move like the wind, charging fiercely into the woods.
But behind him, Hongchen’s voice rang out again.
"You can’t escape." A figure flashed and appeared in front of Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie hurriedly braked, intercepted at the edge of the forest.
And at this moment, Wentian Wuji finally finished his incantation.
"As I wish, transforming Myriad Phenomena, mountains and rivers obey, all living things! Qiankun Transformation—hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
This Qiankun Transformation was the strongest spell mastered by Wentian Wuji, further enhanced by the professional specialization, [Grand Dao Heaven Derivation].
This strike was earth-shattering.
In an instant, the earth trembled, and hands made of soil crazily grabbed at Hongchen.
Master Hongchen wielded the Demon Slaying Sword, slashing left and right, cutting down each hand with ease, not allowing even a speck of soil to touch him.
The trees around also came to life, vines and branches attacking from all directions like serpents and giant pythons.
Master Hongchen raised his hand, unleashing Soul-devouring Fire that instantly turned them to ashes, creating a barren space.
The nearby river sprang to life as well, the water forming into a dragon that roared and lunged at Master Hongchen.
Master Hongchen exhaled a breath of cold air, freezing the water dragon into an ice sculpture mid-air.
But it wasn’t over yet.
In the sky, dark clouds loomed, gale winds raged, and lightning flashed.
On the riverbank, stones rolled like sky-filling meteors, shooting forth like a storm of wind and rain.
Under Hongchen’s feet, the ground cracked open into a massive abyss, trying to swallow him whole.
Sprouting earth fire and boiling lava erupted from the earth’s seams, resembling subterranean worms and fiery beasts, with an imposing momentum.
Xiao Jie watched, taken aback. He didn’t expect Master to still have such Big Moves hidden.
Master Hongchen, in face of the siege of heaven and earth, stood poised, floating mid-air, spiritual energy surging around him. Who knows what protective magic he used, but whether it was plants, earth, stone, lightning, or fire, anything within five meters of him fell quiet and lifeless, dropping back to the earth.
Hongchen’s gaze swept around, seemingly searching for something. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold—"Hidden here, are you."
Master Hongchen pointed a finger, and an inconspicuous rock on the riverbank not far away disappeared with a pop, revealing Wentian Wuji, who was guiding a spell.
Hongchen stepped forward, instantly appearing before Wentian Wuji.
"Crafty tricks, dabbling in sorcery, and yet you dare flaunt it before an Immortal? Truly laughable."
He said while slashing with his sword.
Wentian Wuji hurriedly broke off the spell, instantly casting a life-saving technique.
Qimen Dunjia—Feathered Butterfly Flying Skill.
His body transformed into thousands of butterflies in an instant, flying in all directions, Master Hongchen’s sword slicing through air without perturbation. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, his fingers forming a cage, capturing an inconspicuous white butterfly.
The white butterfly struggled desperately but couldn’t break free, while the surrounding hundreds of butterflies seemed to be bound by some force, swirling around but unable to fly away.
Master Hongchen squeezed tightly.
The white butterfly in his hand was crushed into a pulp.
The butterflies fluttering all over the sky fell one after another, scattering across the ground.
Xiao Jie’s heart twinged, even Wentian Wuji was dead.
The Immortal Hongchen casually discarded the shattered butterfly corpse onto the ground.
He walked towards Xiao Jie, mocking as he went: "Tsk tsk tsk, just look at yourself. A few people die and you’re already so dejected? The path to immortality is incredibly arduous. Back in the day, weren’t there hundreds of Qi Refiners in Konglao Mountain, now only I am left? Achieving immortality at the cost of so many lives, what does it matter if you lose a few friends and comrades?"
If you don’t have the resolve of ’one Immortal ascends, ten thousand perish, one attains Dao, the world withers’, why bother cultivating immortality or seeking the Dao.
You might as well obediently offer your Golden Core. Considering your cooperation, perhaps after I become an Immortal, I may resurrect you and your companions." The rightful source is novel·fiɾe·net
Hongchen spoke, taking step by step towards Xiao Jie.
"Another 30 seconds!" Gu Feiyu said shakily, clearly also extremely nervous.
"Don’t lose heart, there’s still hope." Wentian Wuji’s voice rang out again.
Professional specialization—Seven Stars Life Extension Technique!
Suddenly, seven oil lamps appeared floating around the butterfly corpses. As the lamps lit one by one, those butterflies on the ground started fluttering their wings, wobbling as they took to the sky once more...
Xiao Jie didn’t see the resurrection scene of the butterflies; at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Master Hongchen, only 30 seconds left? These four and a half minutes were secured by his brothers’ sacrifices. What qualification did he have for despair—just fight.
Nine Abyss Spirit Locking Talisman!
He raised his hand, unleashing the prepared talisman, Spirit Locking Forbidden Technique, his only hope.
If he could seal Master Hongchen’s spells, there’d be a sliver of survival. This Nine Abyss Spirit Locking Talisman was crafted by an Immortal, it should work.
Although physical attacks were equally terrifying, at least each move was traceable. Compared to the unreasonable Immortal spells, there was at least a chance to fight back.
The spell transformed into a white light, silently entering Hongchen’s body.
Hongchen raised his hand to cast, but found he couldn’t use any spells, his face slightly changed, then he sneered.
"Do you think without spells I can’t kill you?"
Suddenly he slashed with his sword.