Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 92 Undercurrents! Blood Skull Master! (Please subscribe!)
Pushing back several hours.

While Chen Qian was still meditating in the Gray Pearl World.

At the foot of Qingyan Mountain, beside a road that is the only way in and out of the mountain, there is a dense forest.

In the dense forest, a furtive figure was lying in ambush on a large tree, clutching a talisman in his hand.

The talisman was faintly glowing red, making it somewhat conspicuous in the dim forest.

There is an arrow pointing forward, which is the direction of the Sun family's residence.

This middle-aged man was dressed in gray clothes and thick gauze shoes. His cultivation level was not high, only around the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

At this moment, he peeked out, looking anxious.

It seems to be waiting for something.

"Caw caw... Caw caw..."

Not long after, several sounds resembling birdsong came from outside the dense forest.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed upon hearing this and responded in kind.

Before long, a young man dressed in a black robe appeared beside the middle-aged man in a few flashes.

“Young Master Songde,” the middle-aged man said respectfully, clasping his hands in greeting, “the target is inside the Qingyan Gathering. Another member of the Chen family, Chen Hongyuan, has already left.”

"Hmm." The young man looked to be close to thirty years old, and his appearance was quite handsome, but his expression was gloomy, and his aura was powerful, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

"Give me the talisman, then hide in the tree behind me and don't bother me."

"What if the operation fails because you are discovered by the target..."

Although Wu Songde did not finish his sentence, the threat was already blatantly clear.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, his body almost bending into a boiled shrimp. He repeatedly agreed, handed over the talisman, and quickly hid far away at the back.

I've lost all interest in watching the game; I'm just waiting for the final result.

He couldn't help but grumble to himself, "I've worked myself to the bone keeping watch and staking out, I've done my part, even if I haven't achieved anything, I've still put in the effort, and you're threatening me like this!"

May you suffer a humiliating defeat!
If Chen Qian were here, having read the intelligence on the rival families, he would definitely recognize this gloomy young man.

This person was none other than Wu Songde, the number one Qi Refining cultivator in the Wu family of Jinshiya, a peak Qi Refining cultivator.

After the battle at Bijia Mountain, the Lu, Zhou, and Wu families were all very wary of the suddenly emerging Chen Qian and tried every means to gather intelligence about him.

Before entering the valley to cultivate, Chen Qian was just an ordinary orphan of the Chen family's charitable hall, so there was naturally no need to keep his past experiences a secret.

Therefore, his intelligence was not difficult to gather, and it was quickly understood by these three rival families.

The more I learned, the more astonished I became, and I couldn't understand it at all.

Why was Chen Qian able to advance from an ordinary mortal to the mid-stage of Qi Refining in just a few months?
It could even kill a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator from the Lu family?!
Don't give me that nonsense about heavenly lightning! If heavenly lightning can forge spiritual roots, why would those high-level cultivators undergoing tribulation be so afraid of it?

But no matter what, this child has a great opportunity and a great secret, and he probably can't escape it.

Therefore, the three families conspired to deal with Chen Qian. Since the Qi Refining cultivators of the Wu family had made no progress in the battle at Bijia Mountain, Wu Songde volunteered to take on the task.

The talisman that could guide Chen Qian's location was crafted using the Wu family's inherited treasure, the "Soul Observation and Breath Finding Mirror".

In the battle of Bijia Mountain, Chen Qian killed five people and seriously wounded one.

He left traces of his magic and divine soul on the bodies of these people.

The Wu family's heirloom, the "Soul-Observing and Breath-Searching Mirror," can be used to refine corresponding talismans based on these auras. Within a hundred miles, one can use this talisman to track and locate traces, making it extremely powerful.

Although Chen Qian was very imposing that day and killed several people, there were many cultivators from the three families present, and his performance was clearly seen by everyone.

The ability to kill the ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator from the Lu family was entirely due to a sneak attack, while the others who were killed were only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Judging from Chen Qian's performance that day, in a direct confrontation, he was at most equivalent to a Qi Refining Stage 7 or 8 cultivator.

In Wu Songde's view, killing someone of this level would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken.

It should be noted that as the first Qi Refining cultivator in the Wu family, his magical power was nearly twice as deep as that of an ordinary ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, and his divine sense was also slightly stronger than that of an ordinary peak Qi Refining cultivator.

Having cultivated to his level, his magical power could not advance any further, and all his resources were being used to prepare for Foundation Establishment. His magical artifacts and talismans far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators.

He also mastered several powerful spells.

He still had two or three trump cards to use. Unless he was suddenly ambushed, he couldn't think of any way Chen Qian could counter him.

But now I'm lying in ambush here, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the enemy.

The advantage is in my hands! And it's a huge advantage.

No matter how I look at it, there's absolutely no possibility of failure.

The only thing to be careful about is to finish the battle quickly and not let it drag on for too long.

Because the Chen family's formation is exceptionally powerful, it can quickly send out a distress signal through the family nameplate.

Qingyan Mountain is very close to Fenglin Valley. The Chen family patriarch estimated that it would only take half an hour to get there.

The best approach is to launch a surprise attack and kill the target in one fell swoop!

Wu Songde's lips curled into a smile, and he let out a few sinister chuckles.

But he didn't understand that hanging on the wall couldn't be explained by ordinary reasoning.

On that day, Chen Qian had only just entered the fourth level of Qi Refining, but now his cultivation level is already at the fifth level, and his realm is quite stable.

His body refinement also made significant progress in the late stage of the first tier.

Most importantly, in the battle that day, Chen Qian did not use any talismans or any magical artifacts other than his flying sword, and he did not make full use of his strengths in spiritual sense.

Therefore, even Chen Qian, who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, had been holding back quite a bit of his abilities during the battle that day.

Not to mention he has many trump cards up his sleeve; the fruits from the Xuan Tian Sacred Tree alone are enough to deal with any cultivator below the Foundation Establishment stage.

Another thing that Wu Songde could never have imagined was that Chen Qian possessed an innate divine soul, making it impossible for anyone to launch a sneak attack on him.

However, his innate divine soul is still too weak, and its growth rate is far less than one ten-thousandth.

Otherwise, he would have been able to sense when the Wu family harbored malicious intentions and used his magical power and spiritual energy to refine talismans.

........................

Just as Wu Songde was dreaming of killing Chen Qian with one blow,

Tianluo Kingdom, a million miles west of Li Kingdom.

In the central region of this vast and boundless land lies a crimson mountain range called Darkblood Mountain.

The infamous Blood Demon Sect is located at the summit of this mountain.

A faint blood mist swirled above the Blood Demon Sect. The entire sect was built from thousands of demon bones, and stench-filled pools of blood could be seen everywhere within the sect.

Seventy-two pitch-black banners encircled the sect, each topped with the remnant soul of a cultivator who had been refined into a soul lamp. The eerie green light flickered in the blood mist, like countless vengeful spirits weeping.

At this moment, the gray skeleton who had wreaked havoc at Emerald Lake months ago is now guarding a pool of blood deep within the sect.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the bottom of the blood pool, a jet-black beam of light shot into the sky, and blood waves surged and churned in the blood pool.

A figure dressed in a blood-red robe slowly rose, stepping on rolling waves of blood.

This person had a sinister face, eerie blood-red eyes, and exuded a suffocating aura. He was none other than Blood Skull True Man, an elder of the Blood Demon Sect at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Finally, I have mastered the Blood God's Child." Blood Skull Master's voice was deep and cold, and in his hand was a blood ball that looked like a red agate, which was churning incessantly.

"Huh?!" He raised his hand and waved it, and the gray skeleton immediately flew into his hand.

The moment his divine sense probed into the skull, the battle scenes flooded his mind like a tidal wave: the disciples being chased, all the trump cards being used, and finally the gray skull sweeping across the entire field.

During the battle, his disciple had most of his life essence drained by the gray skeleton, but he was clearly not going to die.

But as soon as he emerged from seclusion, he sensed that the restriction in the disciple's sea of ​​consciousness had been broken, indicating that the disciple had been dead for some time.

Blood Skull Master's face instantly darkened, his demonic energy surged wildly, and the temperature of the blood pool plummeted.

"You dare kill my disciple? No matter who you are, you will pay the price!" he roared, and the gray skull in his hand burst forth with a dazzling blood-red light.

However, due to the great distance, he had no way of knowing how the restrictions in the disciple's sea of ​​consciousness dissipated.

Blood Skull Master's lips curled into a cruel, cold smile: "Very well! The once-in-a-century massacre is approaching! Li Kingdom... I hope you can hide well. Once I set foot there, I will tear the murderer to pieces!"

His demonic energy surged, and the gray skull in his hand emitted bursts of excited, eerie laughter, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood again.

(End of this chapter)