No Such Person

"Immortal Divine Light!"

Sure enough, someone descended in an instant and witnessed the final scene: a crimson glow drifted away, plunging into a void vortex, its destination unknown.

"Is that the Immortal Blood Escape Technique of the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor?" The newcomer's eyes were deep, and he felt that the divine light was very pure and did not look like a fake.

The main body of the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor also arrived, which was extremely annoying. It was one thing for multiple "Nether Blood Sect Ancestor" to fight over the treasure, but he even got involved at the scene of a murder case.

In Heaven and Earth, in the mortal realm and the celestial realm, it's impossible to do without him. His presence is everywhere. He is the King of the Pot, bearing the weight of the heavens on his own.

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor was extremely displeased!

"Zheng Yuantian is dead?!" The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor were all shocked and astonished. Old Demon Zheng had been swiftly killed.

Someone else said in a low voice, "I saw a furnace lid in the bloody light. Could that be the Nurturing Life Furnace? Zheng Yuantian is dead."

This was definitely a major event. The faces of the people who came changed. The fourth treasure had also appeared and been obtained by someone, who then killed Zheng Yuantian.

"The Netherblood obtained the Nurturing Life Furnace, killed Zheng Yuantian, and fled," one of them said.

The main body of the Netherblood looked at them, feeling exhausted. These people were all standing in the blood-red light, all impersonating him, and they even had the nerve to mention the Netherblood at all times? Not a single one of them was any good!

"Who, is it you, Mingxue? You killed Fellow Daoist Zheng!" In the distance, Heng Jun held the Ascension Banner, his white hair fluttering, furious, and his Yin Yang Divine Fire Silkworm Immortal Robe fluttered loudly.

His murderous aura was boundless, soaring to the heavens, and the blood energy emanating from his body surged into outer space, causing even meteorites to explode!

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, I will find the real culprit and avenge you!" he vowed.

Sixty thousand miles away, Wang Xuan emerged from the void vortex, adjusting his orientation several times along the way, and made his way to the vicinity of Heng Jun 'Dojo.

Now, he no longer cared about the trouble that was brewing behind him. Taking advantage of Heng Jun's absence, he quickly raided Hengjun's hideout, leaving him with nothing.

"Heng Jun, you aided and abetted the evildoer by helping Zheng Yuantian kill me, so I will not be polite!" Wang Xuan looked at the magnificent mountain range in front of him.

The black mountain emanates wisps of primordial essence, where various spiritual herbs grow; the crimson mountain drips with Earth Marrow, nourishing a Divine Fruit. Streaks of sword light flash across the silvery mountain, metallic aura permeating the air—this is the place where extraordinary treasures are forged.

Heng Jun 'Dojo was moved from other immortal realms to this immortal realm that is attached to the Old Earth. The numerous sacred mountains are all different, majestic and magnificent, covering a vast area.

Wang Xuan spotted the tea tree at first glance. It was right in front of the cave, in an open space among the various sacred mountains, and it wasn't hidden away.

The main issue is that Heng Jun gradually gave up on it; he couldn't afford to keep it anymore.

Since its mutation failed, it has been difficult to preserve its most fundamental medicinal properties. It requires medicinal soil from Mount Buzhou, as well as rare immortal Immortal Nectar from Higher Mental World, and it needs to be replenished from time to time.

Now, with less than a year until the Immortal Realm is extinguished, Heng Jun believes that even if it can be kept alive now, it is destined to wither and die in the future.

There were some powerful protective formations, but none of them were specifically designed to protect the tree. Ordinary people couldn't move it, but Wang Xuan, who was holding the furnace lid, had no problem.

Clang!

He threw it directly out, and before the power of his unparalleled strength had dissipated, it crashed into the dojo, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in. The mountain covered with array patterns exploded, and the restrictions collapsed.

The only special place in this dojo, the stone chamber where Heng Jun usually meditated, vanished with a whoosh, covered by a hazy chaos, where the magic array was most dense.

As for the outer areas, all the magnificent palaces, floating divine islands, and gardens in the void did not receive this treatment and crashed down.

The protective array at the location of the First Immortal Tea quickly collapsed. After the furnace lid fell, it emitted a soft light, actually actively guiding the celestial herb, with auspicious glimmers of light.

Wang Xuan looked surprised. Then, he immediately thought of the rumors that the Nurturing Life Furnace, this treasure, was associated with various Immortal Medicine.

Legend has it that when you hold it near the celestial medicine, you can draw in its medicinal properties, making it easier to harvest large herbs. Placing herbs in a furnace can also improve their quality.

The First Immortal Tea Tree is lush and green, with tender and juicy leaves and a thick trunk that resembles an Old Dragon coiling towards the sky, reaching a height of up to six meters.

It bears a few fruits, very sparse, each only the size of a thumb, in various colors, some golden, some silver, some purple... The Small Tea Fruit are very beautiful, sacred and delightful.

The quantity is just too small; how can that be enough for anyone to drink every day?

Wang Xuan had initially thought that brewing a pot of tea every day would not only help him maintain his health and cultivate his mind, but also allow him to entertain friends. Now, however, he realized that the output was too low.

The old tea tree swayed, and Wang Xuan helped it rise from the ground. Its leaves shimmered with green light, and its fruits of various colors were crystal clear, creating a beautiful natural scene.

It shrank, accompanied by wisps of divine light and covered in a misty white fog. The tea tree quickly fell onto the stove lid, and the two shrank to the length of a palm.

After Wang Xuan received the guidance, he felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, feeling comfortable from head to toe. After killing Zheng Yuantian, he visited Heng Jun 'Dojo, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

These two were mortal enemies, destined to be adversaries. Killing and robbing them gave him a great sense of accomplishment, and his eyes and brows were shining.

Of course, he didn't waste any time. After obtaining the old tea tree, he took advantage of the chaos to fly away and head straight for the distance!

"Who goes there?!"

"Who is this? They've managed to steal the cave dwelling of Heng Jun! Has this person gone mad? Even if they want to die, they shouldn't do it like this. They'll never have the chance to be reborn as a human!"

This training ground naturally contains many extraordinary individuals, and even more experts. Some of them were affected when the magic array collapsed, and many died.

Many people shouted and cursed, but they were actually fleeing, not daring to provoke such a fierce person. Only a few upright Supernatural Practitioner rushed over.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and sent out a second beam of Immortal Divine Light, not to kill the enemy, but to speed up his journey back to the mortal realm.

If he doesn't leave now, Heng Jun will go crazy and will be destined to hunt him down all over the world.

Of course, during this process, he didn't mind rushing over with a bloody light, and anyone who attacked him was blown to pieces with a "poof poof" sound.

Wang Xuan manipulated the furnace lid, disappeared into the Space-time Vortex, vanished in an instant, and left without a trace after finishing his task!

"The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor, that's his signature move—the Undying Blood Escape!" someone shouted. Then, with a bang, he and some other extraordinary beings nearby exploded.

"Old Zheng, you won't die in vain. That person will pay a bloody price!" Heng Jun said.

Almost simultaneously, he felt a jolt in his heart, sensed it in his primordial spirit, and was filled with astonishment. Something had happened in his own rear!

Sizzle!

The World-Crossing Sword has gone far away, cutting through the void, and rushing all the way... toward Heng Jun 'Dojo!

The Carefree Boat was even faster; it was originally a tool for long-distance travel, and once it blurred into the distance, it disappeared without a trace.

Heng Jun remained silent and chased after them relentlessly. He sensed that his Ascension Banner was humming softly, as if it were approaching something.

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor transformed into streaks of light and sped off, following after them. With so many treasures appearing, if they didn't seize the opportunity today, there wouldn't be much hope for the future.

Thump!

Old Zhang was incredibly powerful. With a flick of his wrist, a beam of light shot out, piercing through the heavens and earth. He leaped up and entered the space-time tunnel.

"Ancestor Zhang, wait for me!" shouted the main body of the Netherblood.

"Who are you?" Zhang Daoling asked.

"I am the Blood of the Underworld!"

"That's not right. Usually, it's others who impersonate Mingxue, and Old Ming is forced to change to another identity."

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor was moved to tears; has this become an unspoken rule in the industry?

Heng Jun stood before his Dojo, his face ashen, looking at the desolate mountains, the fallen divine island, and the collapsed palace, his eyes cold.

Many of the extraordinary beings died, and his celestial medicine was actually dug up by someone—how audacious! That huge pit seemed to be mocking him, as if his entire nest had been destroyed.

"Who is it?!" His gaze swept across everyone's face.

"Immortal Ancestor, we see that he is... Netherblood Ancestor, and he is using the Undying Blood Escape!" someone boldly reported.

"Release... the immortal aura of your patriarch!" Mingxue arrived and immediately rebuked him upon hearing this. It was one thing to be secretly blamed, but now they were even openly blaming him. This was intolerable.

"Trace back to the past!" Heng Jun's deep voice rang out. He used his unparalleled magical power to try to find out who was behind the past.

Soon, he discovered that it was incredibly difficult and impossible to trace back, which was quite frightening and surprised everyone else present. What had just happened could not be reflected?

Is there no such person in the world?

Heng Jun let out a cold snort and activated the Ascension Banner, using it to enhance the image. It immediately took effect, but only a blurry Dao Body appeared. The person was completely covered in armor, obscuring everything, and the image instantly dissipated.

"How is this possible? Unable to go back in time?" Heng Jun was lost in thought. Then, he quickly remembered something and said, "Truthful yet utterly illusory, it reverses the universe and disrupts the traces of time and space. Anyone who can collect something like this is definitely not simple!"

The Carefree Boat and the World-Crossing Sword chased each other for a distance before disappearing into the void, vanishing completely.

Heng Jun's face was grim. Holding the Ascension Banner, he tore through the void once more to continue the pursuit, eventually stopping in a Desolate Mountain. He stood there for a long time, completely losing all clues; the faint pulse that had previously flickered in the treasure in his hand had ceased.

Wang Xuan sighed, "The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor's ability to escape is absolutely top-notch. His speed with the Undying Blood Escape is too fast. After the furnace lid went silent, he had already entered the Darkness Zone."

He quickened his pace and finally saw the inn, its bright red lanterns. Then, following the mist, he rose into the air. In the dim light, he trod on the blurred area, his own body seemingly distorted, faded, and finally disappeared with the mist.

With a whoosh, he traveled along the Space-time Vortex back to the top of the Destiny Land, successfully escaping from the Immortal Realm without serious injury and with great gains.

He didn't dare delay, so he put the shrunken tea tree into the Nurturing Life Furnace, closed the lid tightly, and completely isolated himself from the world to prevent any vital energy from leaking out of his body.

Next, he dug up the natal soil and buried the treasure deep within. He planned to wait a while and find time to plant the ancient tea tree in the Land of Nothingness. Now, he was very curious about what had happened in the Real World while he was away, and he was quite worried about his parents.

"That's how I killed Old Zheng," Wang Xuan muttered to himself. His spirit returned, quickly merging with his body, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Thanks to: Three Lives Fate Zonglie the Hunter has given me many Silver Alliance invitations, but I am still stuck in the dark cycle and feel unworthy of them.