Xie Liuyun led the group to flee at top speed, but before they could think, a terrifying murderous intent came from behind.
A dark purple demonic hand attacked from behind, moving with incredible speed, attempting to capture them.
"Careful!"
Li Taiqing shouted sternly.
Almost simultaneously, the group turned around, and sword light suddenly burst forth!
Several sharp Sword Qi slashed out, striking the wrist of the demonic hand.
However, the chasm between realms is as insurmountable as the abyss between Heavenly Abyss.
Their sword light only momentarily froze the dark purple demonic hand before it crumbled and dissolved like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Although the pause was brief, it was enough for Yu Huatian to easily catch up, silently landing less than ten meters ahead of them.
"Running? Why did you stop running?"
Yu Huatian's lips curled into a smirk as he scanned the crowd like a venomous snake, his gaze finally settling on Lu Fan's clothes, his resentment almost overflowing.
Damn it!
Xie Liuyun cursed under his breath, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his fingers stealthily reaching for another life-saving talisman bestowed upon him by the Ancestor Ziyang in his bosom.
"It's you?!"
The group gasped in unison, their faces filled with disbelief.
"You... you weren't dead?!"
Lu Fan blurted out his shock.
Leader of the Heavenly Devil Cult Sect!
He should have been killed by Han Xuanji many years ago, so how is he still alive and even following a terrifyingly powerful figure?
"Oh?"
Yu Huatian:
"As expected, you are disciples of the Divine Profound Sect, right? This time, it is you who will die, along with the so-called Devil-Slaying Sword Venerable."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A figure appeared before the group. It was an old man in purple robes with a cold expression, holding a golden seal in his hand.
It was Xie Liuyun's master, the Kunlun Immortal Sect 'Ancestor Ziyang.
"Snort!"
Ancestor Ziyang didn't even look directly at Yu Huatian, only letting out a cold snort from his nose.
"You dare to harm my disciple?"
puff!
Yu Huatian was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, hurtling backward like a cannonball and crashing into the distance, leaving a trail of dust in his wake.
" The Blood Spirit Devil Lord... he actually came here."
Ancestor Ziyang's eyes flashed like lightning, locking onto the source of the terrifying demonic shadow deep within the blood mist.
With a slight flick of his sleeves, a brilliant purple qi, condensed to its extreme, instantly tore through space, heading straight for Yu Huatian, clearly intending to annihilate him completely.
The next moment.
A blood-red figure casually dispelled the purple qi.
"Heh heh heh, you old man from the Kunlun Sect, are you the only one who's come here to die?"
The Blood Spirit Devil Lord let out a piercing laugh, his crimson demonic eyes filled with provocation.
"My master has arrived."
Xie Liuyun saw that familiar figure, turned his head to look at Li Taiqing, and smiled.
It seems like he wanted to say something.
Where is your master?
Great Xia, Pill Saint Sect.
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in at the Pill Saint Hall and obtained the " Immortal Alchemy Master's Inheritance ".]
Han Xuanji nodded slightly.
Although he felt that alchemy was unnecessary, receiving this inheritance was not bad.
I never expected that this unremarkable Pill Saint Sect would produce such a person.
Immortal Pill Refining Master are extremely rare, appearing only once every ten thousand years. Even in the Central Province, they hold a lofty status, far exceeding that of ordinary Immortal Ascension Realm.
"If one were to ascend to the upper realms, having this skill would be quite beneficial."
Han Xuanji thought to himself.
He no longer needs to think much about the threat from the Spirit Realm.
They were more concerned with what would happen after ascension.
There are countless powerful beings in the upper realm. Although ordinary Immortal Ascension Realm will not have to go mining, their status will not be very high either. They cannot command the wind and rain and be revered by thousands like they do in the lower realm.
If you offend some second-generation immortal, you might die the very next day.
However, Han Xuanji felt that even if he ascended to immortality, he would still uphold the principles of survival.
Keep a low profile, keep a very low profile.
Alternatively, you could try joining a major sect in the upper realm and developing slowly under their protection.
The Little White Tiger naturally didn't know why its master was running around everywhere, but seeing Han Xuanji deep in thought, it felt that Han Xuanji must be contemplating something important, perhaps even concerning the rise and fall of the world.
Han Xuanji looked in the direction of White Cloud City, his brows furrowing slightly. He sensed two powerful auras, one of which even he found extraordinary.
"There are indeed many powerful individuals in this world."
At this moment, the two powerful cultivators at the Mid-Stage Immortal Ascension Realm had already begun their battle.
One good, one evil.
However, the situation of that righteous expert was not good.
"As expected, a place where the chosen ones gather doesn't seem like a good place."
Han Xuanji thought to himself.
When these people hang out together, trouble is bound to happen.
Unlike another chosen one who deeply understood the essence of the Dao of Deception and almost never left his sect after ascending to immortality.
The few times he displayed his strength were all for the purpose of obtaining sect rewards and for better cultivation.
Compared to Li Taiqing, that person seemed more like his successor.
White Cloud City.
At that moment, a brilliant light shone in the sky, and the terrifying collision of forces caused an earth-shattering event.
The battle for Immortal Ascension to immortality was terrifying.
Not to mention that neither of these two are ordinary beings who Immortal Ascension Realm.
Li Taiqing couldn't see the figures fighting at all. Even from the residual force of their battle, he felt as if his physical body would shatter at any moment.
"Hiss..."
Xie Liuyun's eyes gradually changed color, flashing with golden light, making it barely possible to see the battle clearly.
That's why his expression became even more unpleasant.
His most respected master was at a disadvantage!
He then realized that this demon's strength was far greater than he had imagined.
Perhaps it wasn't the demon who fled, but rather the people of the Immortal Sect who failed and ran away.
Damn it.
Xie Liuyun's heart sank; this time, he had implicated his master.
This was also the first time he realized that the Kunlun Immortal Sect was not supreme, and that there were countless powerful individuals in the world.
No wonder the sect has always warned them not to cause trouble for the sect and not to be arrogant.
Lu Fan asked nervously:
"Brother Xie, how is the battle going?"
Xie Liuyun remained silent, only sighing as he gazed intently at the sky.
Seeing this, everyone understood.
Li Taiqing was also somewhat anxious, constantly praying that Han Xuanji hear his call.
He knew that his master had been cultivating for many years and might not have seen his messages.
"Hahaha, you purple-robed brat, your power is far inferior to your ancestor's!"
Amidst the Blood Spirit Devil Lord's maniacal laughter, a blood-red spear materialized in his hand.
This is a demonic weapon of Immortal Artifact rank, with astonishing power.
Upon its birth, the world lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light!
Ancestor Ziyang used all his strength to try to resist this power with the golden seal, but...
It was all in vain.
The blood spear slammed into the golden seal, causing it to tremble violently and groan under the strain. The seal's surface was instantly covered and corroded by the Blood Qi, and its spiritual light rapidly dimmed!
The Ancestor Ziyang, along with his seal, was sent flying backward an unknown distance, his aura fluctuating violently.
"Master!"
Xie Liuyun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly called out:
"Master, abandon me, go away!"
"Broken..."
Li Taiqing and the others were also greatly shocked.
This Blood Spirit Devil Lord is truly terrifying.
Yu Huatian lit up with wild joy. " The Devil Lord's divine might is unmatched in this world!"
Then, he looked at Li Taiqing and the others and said:
"Next up should be that Devil-Slaying Sword Venerable!"
"Hmph, you all run! I'll hold this devil off."
A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of the Ancestor Ziyang's mouth, but he still stood up and charged toward the Blood Spirit Devil Lord.
"Still want to leave?"
They all must die!
The Blood Spirit Devil Lord revealed his true form at this moment. He was a red-haired man, appearing as a young man, with eyes filled with killing intent.
"Just wait to die. It won't be long before your master goes down to join you."
Yu Huatian deliberately made a sound, wanting to distract Ancestor Ziyang.
The Ancestor Ziyang's expression was extremely solemn, and he was about to burn his Essence Blood to the point of mutual destruction.
Li Taiqing and the others did not back down in the slightest, and angrily said:
"You demon, wait until the Devil-Slaying Sword Immortal (my master) arrives, then we'll see how you die!"
" The Devil-Slaying Sword Venerable?"
Yu Huatian laughed, his expression full of disdain:
"Does he dare to come?"
"How could he possibly contend with the Blood Spirit Devil Lord's power?"
I think...
Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, making his hair stand on end.
The distorted smile on his face froze instantly.
Yu Huatian turned his head and soon saw the person he would never forget in his life.
"Who says I don't dare to come?"
As the indifferent voice fell, Yu Huatian's expression changed drastically.
He tried desperately to break free, but he couldn't activate his spiritual energy, nor could he budge his own strength. The more he struggled, the more pain he felt.
"You're lucky to be alive."
Han Xuanji's voice slowly faded.