Xing Liren's Death

Xing Liren's face gradually darkened. His inability to kill Song Wen for so long fueled his growing anger.

This battle was no longer just about hunting a rat; it was about saving face.

He, the eldest son of the Xing Family, a dignified Late Golden Core Stage cultivator, couldn't even defeat a low-stage Golden Core Early Stage cultivator. If word got out, how could he save face?

"Die!"

Xing Liren roared.

With his low shout, the Coldlight Mirror's chill intensified, and a massive ice spear, several meters thick, slowly materialized.

The ice spear shot out instantly, emitting a piercing shriek.

Wherever it passed, ice crystals quickly formed, as if even the air itself was frozen in time.

The ice spear moved with incredible speed, traversing space like lightning, and instantly arrived behind Song Wen.

The silver firebird seemed to have exhausted too much of its Spirit Flame, and its aura had become considerably weaker.

As if it possessed sentience, knowing it could not resist the ice spear, it automatically burrowed into Song Wen's Dantian.

"This place is dozens of miles away from the square. It's time to show some real skills," Song Wen thought to himself.

Xing Liren was chasing him, and he also wanted to kill him; he was still eyeing the Heavenly Spirit Pill on Xing Liren's body.

Two figures suddenly appeared on either side of Song Wen.

The Silver Corpse took the lead, actively facing the ice spear.

The Ghost King, wielding a giant sword, followed closely behind.

The Silver Corpse remained expressionless, its movements as swift as lightning, instantly meeting the incoming ice spear.

Its entire body shimmered with silver light, as if it were draped in an indestructible armor.

The Silver Corpse reached out with its claw towards the ice spear, and a powerful Corpse-Baleful Qi burst forth from its Silver Corpse.

However, this ice spear was Xing Liren's trump card, and its power was terrifying.

The moment the Silver Corpse's Corpse-Baleful Qi touched the ice spear, it was eroded by the bone-chilling cold and instantly dissipated.

The ice spear continued its momentum, piercing straight into the Silver Corpse's chest.

The Silver Corpse swayed, and although it tried its best to dodge, it was still grazed on the shoulder by the ice spear.

Instantly, the chill penetrated the Silver Corpse's body, condensing into a layer of solid ice on Silver Corpse surface. At the same time, the Silver Corpse was also sent flying.

Just then, the Ghost King, wielding a giant sword, swung it at the ice spear.

The greatsword was shrouded in a dark, ghostly aura, as if carrying a strong aura of death.

The ice spear was harder and colder than anyone could have imagined; when the ghost sword struck it, it produced a metallic clang.

A tremendous force of recoil struck, forcing the Ghost King to retreat repeatedly.

The ice spear slowed slightly under the attacks of the Silver Corpse and the Ghost King, but it still continued to shoot forward.

Song Wen's expression changed slightly; the power of Xing Liren's trump card move was beyond his expectations.

The gap in cultivation level between him and Xing Liren was too great; ordinary moves were unlikely to threaten him.

Song Wen presented a ten-foot-tall Profound Yellow Pagoda.

The moment the pagoda collided with the ice spear, it was easily knocked away, unable to stop the ice spear in the slightest.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of black Sha Qi surged from Song Wen's body, quickly condensing into a huge black palm, which slammed down on the ice spear.

This is Secret Method from the "Baleful Path Ghost Scripture".

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, the giant black hand instantly disintegrated.

The speed of the ice spear decreased slightly!

A large green bell materialized on Song Wen's body.

The ice spear pierced the great bell.

The bells tolled mournfully!

The bell lasted only a brief moment before it shattered into pieces.

At this point, Song Wen seemed to have exhausted all his means, reached a dead end, and was at his wit's end.

His eyes widened, revealing deep terror and despair.

Xing Liren's smug smile carried a hint of contempt.

A rat is a rat; no matter how many tricks it uses, it will eventually fall into the hands of a hunter.

Just as he was expecting Song Wen to die from the ice spear, he suddenly became alert.

He sensed a tiny Gu Worm attacking from behind him.

Xing Liren was startled; the Gu Worm was incredibly fast and was only a few feet away from him.

Under normal circumstances, given his cultivation level and alertness, he would have been able to discover this Gu Worm much earlier.

However, at this moment, he became somewhat careless due to his excessive pride.

At this point, it was too late to activate the Coldlight Mirror for defense.

Xing Liren could only conjure a Law Power shield to resist the Gu Worm.

The Law Power shield had just lit up when the Shadow Gu suddenly swelled to the size of a washbasin and slammed into the shield.

The shield flickered, but it wasn't broken.

But the Shadow Gu's fangs were as sharp as knives, constantly cutting at the shield, which was on the verge of collapse.

"Roll!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Xing Liren's hand.

He swung his longsword, turned, and slashed at the Shadow Gu.

The Shadow Gu suddenly shrank, barely dodging the longsword, but at the last moment, it bit through Xing Liren's Law Power shield.

Xing Liren's all-out sword strike, which he was determined to win, missed its mark, causing him to lose his balance and stagger.

Before he could regain his footing, a figure flashed behind him.

Song Wen, who should have been smashed to pieces by the ice spear, appeared behind him like a ghost.

Song Wen held a long sword in his hand, his eyes as cold as ice.

With a thrust of his right hand, the Black Frost Blade, like a flash of cold light, pierced into Xing Liren's lower back.

In the face of a life-or-death crisis, Xing Liren displayed an extremely strong will to survive.

He endured the pain, gripping the long knife piercing his body with his right hand. Even though his palm was injured by the sharp blade's energy, with flesh flying everywhere, he dared not relax for a moment.

At the same time, a yellow talisman appeared in his left hand; it was the 'Soul-Severing Talisman'.

The talisman was broken.

A transparent, sharp blade shot out, aiming straight for Song Wen's brow.

The two were so close that Song Wen had no time to react before the transparent blade pierced his brow.

Song Wen swayed slightly, a look of pain flashing across his face, but he was otherwise unharmed.

He gritted his teeth, channeled all his inner Law Power, and poured all his strength into the Black Frost Blade, attempting to pierce Xing Liren's Dantian.

However, Xing Liren possessed immense strength, and his body was protected by vast Law Power, making it difficult for the Black Frost Blade to penetrate beyond half a foot.

Xing Liren was shocked to see that Song Wen had been struck by the Soul-Severing Talisman and was An Ran unharmed.

He had no time to delve into the reasons behind it; he was about to activate the Coldlight Mirror to repel Song Wen.

But he was suddenly shocked to discover that, without his knowledge, the Gu Worm had burrowed into his body through the wound on his waist.

The Gu Worm traveled upwards along his meridians, heading straight for his heart.

Xing Liren could no longer afford to activate the Coldlight Mirror; he hurriedly channeled his internal Law Power to seal the Shadow Gu.

While he was distracted, Song Wen's hand transformed into a withered claw and slashed down at his face.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered.

Song Wen's two sharp fingers pierced Xing Liren's eyes.

"Ah..."

Xing Liren cried out in pain, letting out a shrill scream.

The intense pain caused his magical Law Power to instantly spiral out of control and become chaotic.

The Black Frost Blade pierced Xing Liren's body with unstoppable force, penetrating his Dantian.

The Law Power within his Dantian rapidly dissipated, and Xing Liren's life force also quickly vanished.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

He actually died at the hands of a cultivator in the Golden Core Early Stage.

Filled with deep resentment, Xing Liren slowly breathed his last.