"Cultivators from the Foundation don't necessarily need to kill Chen Yue and his team. Those two Outer Sect disciples either hide the level of their cultivation base, or they have so rare magic items!
"Even if they hide their cultivation base, they might at most be at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. As for the magic items... the stronger they are, the harder it is to use them in the Qi Condensation realm.
"Heng'er!" The old man's hand slapped the surface of the blood lake, his eyes shining. Blood began to ripple imdiately when a young man erged from within, clad in a blood-red robe.
He was very handso, with defined features, and his eyes emitted a bloody light upon opening. Even as his energy surged, nine blood-colored Ghouls appeared around him, silently howling.
Excited expressions could be seen on the faces of the surrounding mbers of the Luochen Clan as they looked at the young man, clenching their hands and bowing their heads.
As the Clan Leader looked at the young man, his eyes were filled with kindness and praise. His voice was gentle as he spoke, "Heng'er, you are the crown prince of the Luochen Clan, with a ninth-level Qi Condensation cultivation base. You are our strongest expert... You are qualified to handle this task. Take nine people... and kill all the Outer Sect disciples of the Soul Sect!"
The young man nodded, then coldly replied, "We won't return until they're dead."
He leapt into the air, and the nine blood-colored Ghouls turned into blood mist, lifting him into the sky. He nodded to each of the nine clan mbers, then the ten of them departed.
Soon, ten figures were speeding through the Luochen Family compound. The young man nad Chen Heng gestured, causing the blood mist beneath their feet to appear, after which they flew away at top speed.
Using the clan's blood-tracking technique to move towards the area where Chen Yue and others were killed, they moved with astonishing speed.
Chen Heng was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. As for the others, five were at the sa level as Chen Yue, the eighth level of Qi Condensation. The rest were at the seventh level.
A team like this was the strongest force the Luochen Family could currently deploy.
After enough ti for a stick of incense to burn, Chen Heng and his team suddenly appeared in the jungle of the Fallenstar Mountains, at the place where Chen Yue and his team of seven had died.
The startling sight of all the corpses caused flickering expressions on the faces of the other nine clan mbers.
However, Chen Heng coldly looked at the corpses, especially those whose necks were crushed, his eyes beginning to gleam mysteriously.
"Body refinent cultivator!"
He suddenly flickered in mid-air, appearing beside Chen Yue's corpse. After studying it closely for a few monts, he reached down with his hand, touching the ground and closing his eyes. After a mont, he opened his eyes.
"Interesting. I can sense the lingering fluctuations of the Violet Qi Cauldron's summoning...
"That ans he's cultivating both magic and his body. With such astonishing physical strength and impressive magic techniques, no wonder he cut down Chen Yue and the others.
"He must be one of the Spirit Sect's choices. Perhaps Shangguan Tianyou? Or maybe Lu Tianlei?" A hint of cruelty flashed in Chen Heng's eyes, flickering with a desire for battle.
"Everyone choose a different direction to search," he said, his voice as cold as ice. "Once you track them, imdiately send a ssage!" Subsequently, the others nodded affirmatively and dispersed in different directions.
Chen Heng let out a cold snort and started searching in a direction, flying away. "The formation of Safety Magic is imnse. You won't be able to escape it in half a month. You... are dead!" As dusk fell the next day, Yan Xiaobao and the others were still speeding away. Occasionally, they would attempt to use their jade sliding plates but never succeeded in contacting the sect.
Fortunately, they had plenty of dicinal pills. The seven Luochen Clan cultivators Yan Xiaobao had killed all carried bags. Although the resources inside weren't exactly the sa level as those in the Spirit Stream Sect, at tis like this, they were more than sufficient.
Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei used pills to sustain themselves, and their spirits were uplifted. Their injuries were under control, allowing them to continue through the night.
Yan Xiaobao was trembling with fear. The slightest breeze or rustling would cause sweat to appear on his forehead. His heart felt tight, and his eyes were entirely bloodshot. He also experienced pain from the battle, often gritting his teeth in agony.
It wasn't that the pain was unbearable. In fact, it didn't fully reflect the pain he had felt while cultivating the Immortal Eternal Life Skill. What bothered him was the actual sight of blood and wounds, and the fear that they might worsen and ultimately beco life-threatening. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
Before all this started, Du Lingfei would surely have scoffed at him, considering him less than before. But now, things were different, and warmth could be seen in her eyes as she constantly comforted him.
"It's okay. Don't be afraid, Junior Brother Bai. Such wounds may look bad, but they are not life-threatening.
"Hold still, I'll apply so ointnt..."
Seeing Yan Xiaobao flinch in pain despite their precarious danger made Du Lingfei secretly smile. In that smile were many indefinable emotions.
She knew how much Yan Xiaobao feared death, and it was this knowledge that moved her and shook her deeply, realizing he had returned. In fact, she even felt as if there was a bravery lurking sowhere deep within his heart.
That kind of courage might produce a person with an iron-willed character that she could never forget.
As Du Lingfei continued to comfort him, Yan Xiaobao began to feel happier about himself and started to feel that taking such a deadly risk was absolutely the right thing to do. After all, it made the beautiful Du Lingfei suddenly treat him so warmly.
When Hou Yunfei saw what was happening, he smiled warmly. Considering that they were all fleeing for their lives together, warm feelings naturally occurred between them, making them closer.
"Junior Brother Bai, Sister Du Shaonian," he said in a serious tone, "If we can live to return to the sect, then I will rember the kindness you showed for the rest of my life!"
"If we can get back...?" A hint of longing appeared in Du Lingfei's eyes, but she quickly sighed, looking at Yan Xiaobao. As she realized the slim chances the three of them had of surviving to recover... the pain in her heart rose... infinitesimal.
Yan Xiaobao fell into further silence.
Ti flew by. Two days passed, during which the three of them continued with barely any rest. Their repeated attempts to use their jade remained unsuccessful.
Hou Yunfei's injuries worsened, and Du Lingfei's injuries deepened too. Gradually, even their intellect began to wane.
Hou Yunfei sighed, turning to Yan Xiaobao and Du Lingfei, saying, "It's unfortunate we can't just hide sowhere and ride out the storm, but we really need to return to the sect. Of course, if my calculations are correct, the Luochen Clan's ceremony will soon conclude, and once that happens... their Foundation establishnt experts will follow us. No matter how we try to conceal it, we'll be suspected and killed."
Just then, Yan Xiaobao's face suddenly flickered. Grabbing Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei, he jumped into a nearby ditch, squatting down.
Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei's expressions turned deadly serious, and they imdiately stopped speaking.
Before long, a ray of light appeared in the air, which was actually a mass of blood mist. Inside the mist was a mber of the Luochen Clan at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, searching in all directions. However, because Yan Xiaobao led the group to hide, they weren't detected, and the Luochen Clan mber continued on.
As he watched the cultivator disappear, Yan Xiaobao's heart pounded. His eyes were entirely bloodshot, and he almost wanted to leap out and attack the man. However, unless he was sure he could kill him, he couldn't do it. Otherwise, other mbers of the Luochen Clan might appear.
"They've caught up..." Du Lingfei sighed and said. She looked at Yan Xiaobao, hesitated a bit, as if she had sothing to say to him. However, before she could, he grabbed her hand and started running again.
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