Having finished speaking,
he returned to his room to prepare for refining the "Five Elements Decision."
Ning Xiang gazed at his retreating figure, her eyes rippling slightly.
"Spiritual energy truly does not last!"
Chen Sansi took out a middle-grade spirit stone, eyeing its diminishing reserves inside with some distress.
Just as he was about to begin cultivating, a sudden loud noise erupted from outside.
Chen Sansi immediately got up with his sword in hand.
It wasn't for the thrill of the spectacle, but because the situation was eerie, and only by constantly understanding the circumstances could he respond appropriately.
The sound came from nearby.
After leaping onto the roof of the courtyard, he clearly saw the scene where it occurred.
In the courtyard of another inn, stood a white-haired old man wearing a ghost-faced mask, holding a spear in his hand, and stepping on the body of a cultivator.
On the roof, stood four cultivators, whose outflowing spiritual power fluctuations suggested they were all at the middle stage of Qi Refining or higher.
One of them, wearing a white robe and holding a Green Blade Sword, fluttered his robe in the night breeze, his demeanor noble and detached, like a Sword Immortal descended to the mortal realm, or to mortals, he was indeed a Sword Immortal.
The Sword Cultivator coldly questioned the ghost-faced elder in the courtyard, "Old Demon, won't you swiftly hand over the Spirit Vein!"
The ghost-faced elder let out a scornful laugh, "If I won't give it, what can you do?"
"Old Demon, you cannot escape!"
The Sword Cultivator threatened, "Now, inside Daze Fang City, there are bounty missions for you everywhere. As long as you don't hand over the Spirit Vein, cultivators coming to kill you will never cease!"
"Daoist Fang is right,"
said an old woman nearby, "Why must you monopolize such a treasure of heaven and earth? Do you really think you can handle it?"
another said, wearing a bamboo hat, smiling with squinted eyes, "Just hand over the Spirit Vein, and the Cultivation World promises you boundless benefits. Why must you fight to the death here?"
the last cultivator intensified his tone, "You really intend to oppose all cultivators under the heavens?!"
The ghost-faced elder interrupted, "You've actually got that right."
The Sword Cultivator's Green Blade Sword levitated from his hand, splitting from one into two, and two into four, finally turning into eight sword lights that overwhelmingly charged towards the Old Demon in the courtyard center, yet...
The figure in the courtyard had long vanished.
"Daoist, be careful!"
A deadly intent struck from behind.
The Sword Cultivator was horrified, "You are a Martial Cultivator, how come you have an Escape Skill?!"
The ghost-faced elder thrust his spear forward, and the Sword Cultivator only felt as if a sky-swallowing python was attacking him. Pinching his fingers and chanting a spell, he summoned back the eight sword lights, but they shattered like glass before the spear, the unstoppable python bit off the Sword Cultivator's head, and the blast that followed even collapsed the entire wall.
the Bamboo Hat Cultivator pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, then stomped the ground.
The collapsed wall and the surrounding earth surged like waves, trapping the ghost-faced elder within in a flash. Seizing the opportunity, a cultivator raised a Giant Hammer wrapped in Purple Thunder and smashed down while the old woman condensed a ball of poison fog in front of her, turning into numerous black butterflies flying forward, the three of them worked together in perfect harmony.
The onlookers only saw a burst of energy from beneath the enveloping walls of earth, followed by the walls exploding piece by piece, the black butterflies from the poison fog dispersed, and the cultivator with the Giant Hammer was flung away as a spear thrust from the dust straight for his heart, even as more spells struck him, they were forcefully scattered, his unstoppable momentum chased after him.
The cultivator still in midair crushed a talisman, transforming into golden light that integrated into his body, forming a pair of light wings and stabilizing his figure in defiance of reason, roaring as he pushed his limits, the Giant Hammer with Purple Thunder wrapped around it smashed towards the spear.
The thunderous noise spread far and wide, the spear broke instantly, but the ghost-faced elder suffered no injury. Instead, the cultivator bled from all orifices as the ghost-faced elder, catching up, smashed half of his body with a punch.
The Bamboo Hat Cultivator was terrified, conjuring a giant stone to smash, and then attempted to escape, but it was already too late.
The ghost-faced elder, taking the deceased cultivator's Giant Hammer, firstly shattered the giant stone, then descended from the sky, smashing the Bamboo Hat Cultivator into a pulp, and sent the hammer carrying endless True Power towards the old woman who had escaped a hundred feet away, unsurprisingly, resulting in a spray of blood and flesh...
The whole process lasted only about seven or eight breaths.
All four cultivators were completely annihilated.
was fully observed by Chen Sansi.
Is it a place name in the Cultivation World?
Is this Old Demon wanted by the Cultivation World, having escaped from there?
How formidable his strength is!
Yet he seems to still be merely a Martial Artist, his strength far surpassing that of senior brothers, and those cultivators at Qi Refining Perfection were simply like lambs to the slaughter.
After the fight had ended.
The ghost-faced elder began... searching the bodies.
He fumbled around the corpses of several people for a long time, seemingly without finding much.
more and more cultivators arrived, hovering in the air, their numbers at least twenty, and among them, some had stronger spiritual power fluctuations than those who had perished.
The ghost-faced elder stuffed a few medicine pills under his mask, then picking up the hammer, took a light leap, and disappeared from sight.