A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

"Thank you so much for saving me, senior!"

After saying those words, Midozhi turned and ran away with Luo Fan on her back, quickly disappearing into the night.

At this moment, Chen Wenshan stared at Manager Wang, who was also masked, with a sinister look in his eyes.

In an instant, a new battlefield was created, centered around the two of them.

the other side.

Bai Jie breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Midozhi carry Luo Fan away.

She glanced again at Liu Linglong, who was being attacked by four Golden Core demon cultivators.

next second!

Her petite body soared into the sky.

Finger gestures!

"Endless Spirit Sword Technique!"

A giant yin-yang symbol appeared behind her, with black and white energy flowing endlessly!

Countless illusory ice-blue spirit swords materialized one after another!

The sword tips all pointed downwards, then crashed down like a torrential rain!

Puff puff puff puff puff—!

Blood splattered!

Screams echoed!

One sword, one sword, and another!

Within moments, dozens of demonic cultivators, whose vitality had been damaged, were all killed or wounded!

Bai Jie gasped for breath, her face pale. This attack had almost drained all her spiritual energy.

next moment!

A sinister and cunning sword light struck from the shadows behind her!

It pierced straight into her heart, a vital spot!

Bai Jie's hair stood on end; the intense sense of impending death brought her to her senses instantly.

In haste, she held the longsword horizontally in front of her.

clang--!!!

A chilling and malevolent spiritual energy flowed along the sword, shattering her already meager defenses.

She felt a sweet taste in her throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward.

Bang Bang Bang!

She crashed into seven or eight towering trees, breaking them in one fell scramble in the woodland.

"Junior Sister Bai!!"

Lu Qingdai and Xiong Chumo exclaimed in unison upon seeing this.

Their eyes reflected the image of a masked man wielding a sword and stabbing at Bai Jie.

The speed was so fast that no one could react in time.

The sword tip drew ever closer, about to pierce Bai Jie's heart!

"You little rascal, if there is an afterlife, I will come back to find you in the next life."

Bai Jie closed her eyes, and the image of that slyly smiling face flashed through her mind.

However, she did not feel any stinging sensation; instead, she felt warmth on her face.

It also has a fishy-sweet smell.

Those were traces of blood splattered on her face.

"Senior Brother Ji?!"

She opened her eyes and saw the person blocking her way.

Looking at the sword tip that had pierced through his chest, his mind went blank.

Ji Kun had his back to her, his hands gripping the long sword that had pierced his chest.

Blood flowed down the sword he gripped tightly, drop by drop, onto the soil in front of Bai Jie.

"Ha, you hurt my junior sister!! Did you even ask me?"

Ji Kun grinned maliciously.

Yin Song frowned, his face showing anger, and tried to draw his sword.

I can't pull it out.

Ji Kun held on too tightly.

The knuckles were so tight they turned white, and the veins bulged.

Even when the blade cut his palm and blood flowed freely, he refused to let go.

Yin Song's face darkened, and he exerted force again, causing the sword to tremble.

Ji Kun smiled.

Instead of letting go, he took a step forward!

The longsword pierced right through his chest!

"you!"

Yin Song's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ji Kun had already moved in!

He loosened his grip on the sword and suddenly grabbed Yin Song's shoulders!

Their ten fingers, like hooks, gripped tightly!

"Junior Brother Luo!"

Ji Kun looked up at the sky and roared.

"I've repaid what I owed you in this life! If there's a next life!"

He paused, then smiled.

A relieved laugh!

A helpless laugh!

A regrettable laugh!

"I won't lose to you again!"

hum! !

His five elements spiritual roots burst into flames!

Five colors of light—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—swirled wildly above his head!

His aura rose steadily, while his spiritual root gradually dimmed and withered as it burned!

Foundation Building Level 8!

Foundation Building Level Nine!

The pinnacle of foundation building!

Half-step Golden Core!

Golden Elixir!

Golden Core Stage 1!

Golden Core Level Two!

Golden Core Stage 3!

"You're insane! Let go of me!"

Yin Song's expression changed drastically, and he struggled desperately!

He finally felt fear.

Burning one's spiritual root is a dead end that completely severs one's path to enlightenment and leads to the annihilation of one's soul and spirit!

In return, it brought terrifying power in a short period of time!

Ji Kun grinned maliciously, tightening his grip on his hands. "Trying to run? Too late!"

"Let's... hit the road together!!"

He stomped his feet on the ground, transforming into a five-colored streak of light that shot straight into the sky!

Yin Song was held tightly by him and could not break free at all!

"No--!!!"

Yin Song's screams echoed through the night sky.

Ji Kun looked down at the mountains below that were gradually shrinking.

Looking at his fellow disciples who were still fighting.

Looking at the figure that had long since disappeared into the night, he did not regret his decision.

He smiled.

"With a Golden Core expert buried with me, I, Ji Kun, will have lived a worthwhile life!"

"Those who come after me, remember my name."

"My name is—!"

"Ji—! Kun—!"

Ji Kun's voice echoed in the night sky, carrying boundless joy and grandeur.

boom!!!!!!!!!

Five-colored rays of light exploded in the night sky, like the most dazzling fireworks!

It lit up half the sky!

A terrifying energy storm raged wildly, and Yin Song's screams came to an abrupt halt.

The two figures transformed into a cloud of blood mist and vanished into the night sky.

Bai Jie stared blankly at the blood rain falling from the sky, letting the scalding tears slide down her cheeks.

She used her sword as a support to stand up with difficulty, and solemnly performed a sword-wielding salute towards the sky.

"Farewell, senior brother."

"Your revenge, Xiao Fan and I will take care of."

Although her voice was soft, it carried a chilling edge.

"Junior Brother Ji!"

Xie Nantian looked up at the sky, his hand gripping the sword, veins bulging.

"kill--!!!"

With a single sweep of his sword, three demonic cultivators were beheaded!

Chu Wuyai didn't speak, but silently glanced at the sky.

His sword light was faster, more ruthless, and more merciless.

Yunxi looked up and glanced at the dazzling firework.

Her aura suddenly changed, becoming colder and sharper.

She looked at the eight Golden Core demon cultivators, parted her thin lips slightly, and uttered a single word.

"die."

Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, a sword light pierced through the throat of a Golden Core demon cultivator!

The demonic cultivator stared wide-eyed, never knowing how he died.

Yunxi's figure appeared behind him, her clothes fluttering, spotless.

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

The other seven Golden Core demon cultivators' expressions changed drastically!

"This woman is insane!"

"Attack together!"

All seven of them attacked at once!

Yunxi advanced instead of retreating, her sword flashing like frost, her movements as swift as lightning.

With each flash, a demonic cultivator was injured.

She was no longer the aloof and serene sect leader.

She is a killing god.

Liu Linglong looked at the sky, a smile playing on her lips.

That smile carried pride, relief, and also sorrow.

"With such a disciple, Peach Blossom Temple has a promising future."

"What do I have to fear from you mere demons!"

A brilliant purple light emanated from her, and the sword formation rose once more!

That purple streak of light instantly engaged in a fierce battle with the four Golden Core demon cultivators!

Sword energy surged! Formations swirled and danced!

She fought against four opponents single-handedly, growing stronger with each battle, her swordplay and formation working in perfect harmony.

She gradually suppressed the four Golden Core demon cultivators, and they began to show signs of injury.

Deep in the dense forest, inside a hidden cave.

Midozhi placed the unconscious Luo Fan on the ground covered with hay.

Faint sounds of explosions and shouts of killing could still be heard outside the cave, but it was still relatively safe here for the time being.

"Young man, you absolutely can't get hurt..."

She frantically rummaged through Luo Fan's storage bag for various healing pills.

Regardless of what it was, they stuffed it all into his mouth.

Just eat it, it'll be fine!

His elixirs are so miraculous, there's absolutely no problem.

She stared at Luo Fan, hoping he would open his eyes, hoping he would act like before…

He rubbed her head and said something.

Don't be afraid.

However, Luo Fan did not wake up; his breath remained frighteningly weak.

With trembling hands, Midozhi probed Luo Fan's body with her spiritual energy, wanting to check his injuries.

Upon this investigation, her heart sank to the bottom.

The meridians are breaking inch by inch!

The internal organs are riddled with cracks!

My dantian and dantian are in complete chaos!

This is a severe injury that almost completely destroys the foundation of one's Dao!

Relying on elixirs can only keep one afloat; they cannot repair this fundamental injury at all.

"How could this happen... how could this be... Brother Xiaofan... how did you get so badly injured!"

She lay down beside Luo Fan, her voice trembling with tears.

"It's all my fault. I'm too weak. I can't protect you. What should I do..."

It seemed as if they heard her crying, or perhaps the medicine had taken effect.

Luo Fan's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened his eyes.

His eyes were unfocused and unfocused.

"Junior sister, how is everyone...?"

His voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.

Midozhi quickly wiped away her tears, "Everyone is fighting, but Senior Brother Ji's aura... has disappeared."

She bit her lip, but finally spoke.