"You can't kill !"
Jiang Hong's face twisted with resentnt and unwillingness as he scread hysterically, feeling a sharp pain throbbing at his forehead.
"If you kill , you'll have to join in death!"
Gu Han remained unmoved.
"Cough cough..."
Suddenly.
A faint cough reached his ears.
Though it was soft.
He heard it loud and clear!
Trouble!
His expression changed, and the speed of his falling sword suddenly increased by a third!
At that mont.
A gentle breeze arrived!
Thud!
The sword struck down, carving a long and deep crack in the dark ground, yet not a trace of blood was seen on the blade.
Jiang Hong...
Had vanished without a trace!
Thump!
At this point.
Gu Han could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, as the Blood Spirit Technique began to backfire, sending waves of pain deep into his bones, rendering him unable to move.
"People..."
Not far away.
Fatty was dumbfounded.
"Where did he go?"
"I don't know, he's gone."
"This..."
Fatty's face was filled with frustration, "Did we struggle in vain?"
"Forget it."
Gu Han sighed.
"This man's strength... you saw it too. Not to ntion now, even when we were at our best... cough cough, we were no match for him. He only took Jiang Hong and spared our lives... you should count yourself lucky!"
"Pah! Despicable scum!"
He muttered under his breath.
Fatty then lay back down.
"How many years has it been."
He stuffed dicinal pills into his mouth while reminiscing.
"I can't rember the last ti he had to fight so desperately."
"That's called playing dead, not fighting."
"You know nothing!"
Fatty took pride in his sha.
"My tactics are about showing weakness to the enemy, numbing them, and then striking a fatal blow at the crucial mont..."
Gu Han no longer paid attention to his nonsense.
He understood.
Whether they fought desperately or not was one thing, but this ti, Fatty truly exerted himself.
Without Fatty, even with the Blood Spirit Technique and the newly comprehended Sword of Slaughter, facing a three-on-one assault would likely have been a grim fate.
Seeing Gu Han silent.
Fatty also fell into a rare silence.
Though they didn't speak, both guessed each other's thoughts.
Jiang Feng!
***
At this mont, Jiang Feng... had been caught up by the two.
He was severely injured, and despite his best efforts to hurry, his speed was ultimately limited. He had only covered less than half the distance when the two caught up with him.
"Hehe."
Liu Tong smiled triumphantly.
"Seventh Prince, we et again. How does it feel, regretting not listening to my cousin? You brought this upon yourself, no one else to bla!"
"..."
Jiang Feng remained silent.
It wasn't that he feared death, but he felt imnse guilt and self-reproach for failing to fulfill Gu Han's last request.
That's it!
I'll fight!
With a silent sigh in his heart, he stared at Liu Tong, unleashing all the remaining cultivation in his body, ready to fight to the death!
"As expected!"
Greed flashed across Liu Tong's face.
"The technique you practice is indeed extraordinary, tsk tsk, such a pity. Such a technique is not ant for you to possess! Sis, let's... Huh? What's wrong with you?"
"Ah?"
Liu Ying snapped back to reality.
"Nothing, nothing at all!"
Since the beginning, she had been distracted, and Gu Han's murderous words echoed in her mind.
This ti...
Will he really die?
"Attack together!"
Liu Tong pointed at Jiang Feng.
"Catch him, and we'll both share the technique!"
"...Okay!"
A flicker of struggle passed through Liu Ying's eyes.
"Miss Liu."
Jiang Feng's face was expressionless.
"That day, I was blind to have misjudged you!"
"..."
Liu Ying remained silent.
"Why all the nonsense!"
Liu Tong slowly advanced.
"Surrender without a fight, and you'll suffer less!"
"In your dreams!"
Jiang Feng sneered miserably.
"If Brother Gu and the others survive today, you... will pay with blood for your debts!"
Boom!
His words struck Liu Ying like a bolt from the blue.
Yes.
If he doesn't die... with his temperant, I... will have no chance of survival!
With that thought.
She clenched her teeth and made a decision that even she found crazy!
"Big talk!"
anwhile.
Liu Tong, oblivious to her expression, sneered and moved closer to Jiang Feng.
"Wait and see how he dies..."
Thud!
Before he could finish.
A long sword suddenly pierced through his chest from behind!
Jiang Feng was stunned.
"..."
Liu Tong looked incredulously at the tip of the sword, struggling to turn his head, "Sis, why..."
"You don't understand."
Liu Ying murmured to herself.
"Gu Han's life... is too tough! From the mont he was crippled, he changed completely."
"In the Barbaric Wilderness Forest, he didn't lose!"
"At the Gu family, he didn't lose!"
"And at the inn, the Martial Academy, the banquet... he won all those deadly situations!"
"I can't gamble anymore, and... I don't want to. He's too terrifying! So... I have no choice but to ask you to die!"
"Bitch..."
Liu Tong's eyes reddened with rage.
"I... will kill you!"
Thud!
Another soft sound.
The spiritual power within the sword erupted, extinguishing his life force in an instant!
With a thump!
His corpse fell to the ground!
Seeing Liu Tong dead.
Jiang Feng felt no joy, but instead, a chill crept up from the bottom of his heart.
This woman...
Too cold-blooded!
Too ruthless!
Too terrifying!
"Seventh Prince."
Her voice, usually cool and captivating, now sounded sowhat chilling.
"You can go now."
After a deep look at her.
Jiang Feng said nothing, quickly moved away, and disappeared in an instant.
Liu Ying stood still for a long while, then chose an unfamiliar direction and left directly.
She had made up her mind.
As long as Gu Han was around, she would never set foot there again!
Monts later.
The traces of the two had vanished.
And the scene... was left with only the corpse of Liu Tong, whose eyes would never close again.
To his death, he couldn't understand why, despite his attentive and almost obsequious behavior, Liu Ying was so heartless, able to strike at him without hesitation.
Of course.
This question.
He would never get an answer.
***
Under an ancient tree.
Jiang Hong looked at the elderly man with a hunched back, holding a broom, with a lingering joy of having survived a disaster.
Of course.
With his usual arrogance, he didn't recognize the elder's identity.
"Elder."
He struggled to clasp his fists in gratitude.
"I will never forget the grace of saving my life!"
"Hehe."
The old man chuckled, his tone sowhat wistful.
"Young man, you need to know your limits. That kid is not soone you can compare with, and you shouldn't have chosen him as your opponent!"
"Elder, I..."
"Your arrogance is too great, yet you lack the corresponding ability. That is your greatest tragedy!"
"Elder!"
Jiang Hong's eyes reddened with frustration and unwillingness.
"I... still have a backup plan! He is bound to die today!"
"Enough."
The old man waved his hand dismissively.
"I can't be bothered with these trifles, but you just ntioned repaying ... is that true?"
As he spoke.
He slowly turned around.
Revealing his wrinkled face.
"Yes!"
Recognizing the old man's face.
Jiang Hong had an epiphany.
This must be a reclusive expert, a chance encounter not to be missed!
"Whatever the elder wants, as long as I have it, I will give!"
"Really?"
The old man smiled kindly.
"You said it yourself."
"I wouldn't dare lie!"
"Hehe!"
The old man chuckled.
"You little fellow, back when you instigated Jiang Ping to secretly harm that poor girl, leading to her death shortly after giving birth, sigh, you were only five years old."
Jiang Ping.
The current ruler of the Great Qi Dynasty, Jiang Hong's biological father.
However, he rarely showed himself, hence few ntioned him.
"You..."
Jiang Hong's face turned pale.
"How do you know? Who... who are you?"
This matter.
The number of people who knew didn't exceed five!
"Who I am is not important."
The old man shook his head.
"At such a young age, your mind is so malicious, and your vision so narrow. You're destined not to achieve greatness, wasting your bloodline's power. It's a pity! How about... you give it to ?"
"What..."
Jiang Hong was terrified beyond belief.
"What do you an?"
"Don't be nervous."
The old man approached, patting his shoulder.
"We share the sa roots; I won't let you suffer too much. Just endure it, and it will be over soon."
"You..."
Jiang Hong was paralyzed with fear, unable to move.
"Who are you... Ah!"
A scream rang out instantly.
"Just endure."
The old man looked concerned, "It'll stop hurting in a mont."
As he spoke.
A blood-red mist suddenly drifted out from Jiang Hong's body and slowly entered the elder's body.
"Good!"
The old man seed intoxicated.
"Youth is wonderful!"
As ti passed.
The mist grew fainter, and the once robust Jiang Hong had now withered into a husk, his hair turned white, his face wrinkled, and the light in his eyes quickly faded.
In contrast, the old man.
Seed to inflate, his skin tightening from saggy to taut, his hair darkening, and his body... no longer frail but sowhat bloated.
Monts later.
He let go.
Jiang Hong collapsed to the ground.
"You..."
Seeing a face that sowhat resembled his own, he realized, "You are... the old..."
Before he could finish.
His life force was completely extinguished.
The old man...
No.
At this mont, he had transford into a slightly overweight middle-aged man.
Feeling the vigorous life force he hadn't felt in decades.
He sighed wistfully.
"I, Jiang Xuan, am back!"
***
The assault on Gu Han.
For the trial grounds, and even the entire Barbaric Wilderness Forest, it was hardly a stir.
Outside the trial grounds.
The instructors each found a secluded spot, ditating in silence, lacking even the desire to converse.
The atmosphere was a bit eerie.
In previous years.
The Martial Academy trial was the most heated topic among the instructors.
Which student perford well, which could claim first place... and even discussions sotis ended in fights.
But this year...
No one wanted to ntion it.
All because of Gu Han.
Not to ntion He Zhong, even Jiang Hong, hailed as the Great Qi Dynasty's top genius, couldn't last long against him. What was the point of discussing who could take first place?
Watching i Yun pacing back and forth in the distance.
Everyone shook their heads in silence.
Could it be...
This Unlucky Person was starting to turn his luck around?
However.
At this mont, i Yun was far from as happy as everyone imagined.
"Sigh..."
He sighed for the twenty-seventh ti today.
"Please don't ss up!"
"That Yu Hua, can you two really handle him?"
"..."
Not to ntion his worries.
In the distance.
Han Fu seed to see sothing, suddenly standing up with a frown.
Among the instructors.
He had the highest cultivation level and was naturally the first to notice sothing was amiss.
Inside the trial grounds.
A figure stumbled out, but the distance was too great to see the face clearly.
"Bad news!"
Han Fu's heart sank.
"Sothing's wrong!"
In an instant.
Everyone stood up, their faces grave.
"Eh?"
Seeing everyone's reaction.
i Yun panicked, blurting out.
"What's wrong? It can't be... another demonic beast rampage, can it?"
As soon as he spoke.
The atmosphere froze for a mont.
In a flash!
Everyone's gaze landed on him!
"I..."
Feeling the murderous looks from everyone, i Yun swallowed hard.
"I was just joking..."
Before he could finish.
His expression changed drastically.
The ground beneath their feet began to tremble slightly.
It couldn't be...
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
"It's nothing, it's nothing!"
"Not bad, maybe it's sothing else."
"We're definitely overthinking it, how could such a coincidence happen?"
"..."
As they reassured each other.
Roars of beasts, one after another, ca from the depths of the Barbaric Wilderness Forest.
It's over!
A chill ran through everyone.
The demonic beasts... had truly gone berserk!
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