The wilderness a hundred miles away from Wentian Tower
The blood-covered man was clutching a precious sword, dodging assassination attempts. He struggled to dodge the flashes of light that appeared from time to time, but each time he was caught off guard and cut by the blades, adding another mark to his body.
Above them, an elderly man with white hair was looking down at the scene.
He didn't seem to exert any effort in the face of the man's evasive maneuvers; on the contrary, he seemed quite pleased, like the leisurely feeling of an eagle catching a chick, with everything under his control.
He was like a ferocious tiger, watching the lamb he was about to catch, a sense of amusement rising in his heart.
However, as time went on, his patience began to wane.
But when he was about to unleash his killing move, something unusual happened. The deadly attacks seemed to have eyes, cleverly missing the man each time. The fatal moves left only a slight, insignificant mark.
This made him very uncomfortable, giving him a feeling that things were gradually getting out of his control.
He gradually realized that something was amiss.
As the chase continued, a growing unease began to spread throughout his body. Based on his years of experience, he knew he was likely to fail this time.
"Lin Yang, where do you think you can escape to?"
The old man shouted, finally losing his patience. As soon as his voice fell, his figure landed in front of the man called Yang Yunjie like a shooting star.
Lin Yang stopped abruptly, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat. His clothes were tattered, and he had several bleeding wounds on his body.
He was in a rather disheveled state.
He clutched the blade in his arms, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said coldly, "Yang Yunjie, half of my sect's 17,800 members have died at your hands. Is that not enough? Are you still unwilling to spare my life? You are a devil."
Upon hearing this, Yang Yunjie chuckled a few times, but his gaze softened immediately.
At this moment, he was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, yet revealing the most harmless smile.
"Hand over to me the cultivation method of your sect's most precious treasure, One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, and I will disobey the orders of my ancestor and mercifully spare your life."
"Don't even think about it." Lin Yang's expression immediately changed. "You greedy old fool, my sect's most precious treasure is already in your hands, aren't you satisfied yet?"
"Even on the verge of death, he's still so stubborn, really..."
Yang Yunjie stroked his goatee, a bloodthirsty smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He slowly extended his palm, and the world instantly changed. Amidst the rising wind and surging clouds, a vast power swept outwards, pressing down on Lin Yang with the imposing force of Mount Tai.
The ground is cracked inch by inch.
The movement of air seemed to freeze at that moment.
A dazzling light flashed across the sky, and in that instant, it seemed as if boundless killing intent was spreading out.
With the aura of a saint fully revealed, even the space itself could not withstand such powerful pressure, shattering and revealing a terrifying weakness.
It is truly terrifying.
Lin Yang's breath hitched, and his limbs and bones felt as if they were cast in lead, unable to move, as all the oxygen in his chest was squeezed out.
At this moment, even the simplest act of breathing became a torment for him.
"Is this the true power of a saint-level expert?"
Lin Yang watched this scene with a sense of despair, the last glimmer of light in his eyes gradually disappearing.
He knew he was doomed.
The reason he was able to escape until now was simply because Yang Yunjie had become playful. He knew that as long as he didn't hand over the sect's most precious treasure, One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Yang Yunjie wouldn't let him go.
He knew perfectly well that even if he handed over the treasure, once it was no longer of any use, his fate wouldn't be much better than it was now.
Since death is inevitable either way, why not die a glorious death?
With that thought, he shouted, and starlight began to emanate from his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and forced himself to circulate the extremely obscure spiritual energy within his body. The meridians of his limbs and bones were already showing signs of being overwhelmed by the heavy pressure from the outside world.
His face turned red.
The veins on his forehead were bulging.
"ah!"
He let out a long howl, his eyes bulging and bloodshot.
"One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones!"
Rumble rumble
Suddenly, an extreme burst of spiritual light flashed, its powerful force even rivaling the oppressive aura emanating from the saint.
A flash of inspiration struck.
Behind him appeared two figures that looked exactly like him.
This made his already powerful cultivation level, which was at the Divine Treasury Realm, even stronger.
"good."
Yang Yunjie watched this scene with a greedy look in his eyes.
The wonder of this Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones technique is that it can create two identical clones. In other words, after cultivating this technique, one gains two powerful beings who are just as strong as the original. This increases the chances of victory even in battles between different levels.
With such an opportunity, how could he not be tempted?
At this point, his movements became even more ferocious.
Boom
With a loud bang, Yang Yunjie's attack landed on Lin Yang. As expected, Lin Yang's figure fell backward like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing heavily to the ground and leaving deep marks.
"So easily defeated, what a pity, such good skills."
Yang Yunjie flashed and appeared in front of Lin Yang.
To his surprise, Lin Yang was still alive. He said in astonishment, "I didn't expect that you, a mere Divine Realm cultivator, would have such abilities. Not bad, not bad. I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique, and I will spare your life."
Lin Yang's condition was extremely bad at this time.
All the tendons and veins in his body were broken, and even the slightest movement, or the simplest breath, became a torment.
But he gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure, looking at Yang Yunjie with an extremely fierce gaze, and said, "Kill me! Kill me, and you'll never obtain the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones again, hahahahahaha..."
The laughter was so intense that he coughed up blood a few more times.
The situation was dire; his vital energy was gradually waning.
"Since that's the case, then I'll send you on your way. Anyway, the entire Heavenly Saint Sect is in my hands, and how I deal with it is entirely up to me."
Yang Yunjie laughed loudly.
At this moment, the smile on his face began to turn playful.
"Let me tell you something you don't know yet. Your junior sister, yes, your childhood sweetheart, caught the eye of several of my disciples after I stormed the Heavenly Saint Sect. Tsk tsk tsk..."
He watched as Lin Yang's expression slowly changed, and the smile on his lips widened even further.
"I must say, that girl's skills in bed are really good. I watched from the side and I was truly impressed. It's a pity that she's not very durable. When I came to chase after you, I was barely alive. As for now? She should be almost dead. If you go down now, we should still be able to leave together."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yang suddenly sprang up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared hoarsely, "You beast, I'm going to kill you..."
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