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

Zhou Ming moved, striking Ji Kun's face with a palm strike, the wind from his palm carrying a chilling force.

"Zhou Ming, you're insane!"

Ji Kun was shocked and rolled backward in a sorry state, narrowly avoiding the palm strike.

He was covered in injuries from the formation, and his movements were slowed down by half a beat.

The palm strike grazed his cheek, leaving three bloody marks.

"Look carefully! I'm your senior brother!"

Ji Kun was furious and shouted as he backed away.

But Zhou Ming didn't answer at all, and pounced again like a ghost.

This time, he had a short knife in his hand.

The blade was jet black with a ghostly green sheen, clearly indicating it had been coated with a potent poison.

"wrong!"

Ji Kun's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes fixed on Zhou Ming.

Under the moonlight, Zhou Ming's eyes were empty and lifeless, and the dark aura between his brows grew even stronger.

The aura emanating from its body was chilling and bone-chilling, completely unlike that of a living person.

"You are not Zhou Ming!"

Ji Kun shouted sharply, "Who are you?!"

"Dead people don't need to know too much."

His short knife transformed into a streak of eerie green light, piercing straight into Ji Kun's heart!

This strike was swift and ruthless, delivered at a tricky angle, sealing off all of Ji Kun's escape routes.

Ignoring his injuries, Ji Kun forcefully activated his spiritual power to create a barrier in front of him.

clang!

The barrier emitted a piercing hissing sound.

Ji Kun staggered back a few steps, and with a muffled groan, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He was already seriously injured, and when he forcibly activated his spiritual power, he felt as if his internal organs had shifted.

Zhou Ming gave him no chance to catch his breath.

He sheathed his short sword and then slashed down again!

This time, the blade shone with a bright, eerie light, conjuring three sword shadows that attacked Ji Kun from the upper, middle, and lower levels.

"You demons and monsters, you've gone too far!"

Ji Kun took out a black bead from his storage bag and smashed it on the ground.

boom!

The black bead exploded, turning into a thick black mist that instantly enveloped an area of ​​several feet in radius.

These Thunderfire Pearls were a means of survival given to them by the sect; they could be used to attack or escape.

With his vision obstructed and his consciousness suppressed in the black mist, Ji Kun took the opportunity to roll to the side.

He wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

However, Zhou Ming's cold voice came from all directions of the black mist.

"A trivial skill!"

next moment.

A ghostly green blade of light tore through the black mist and slashed toward Ji Kun's back!

puff!

Ji Kun couldn't dodge in time and took a solid blow to the back.

His protective spiritual energy shattered, the blade pierced his flesh three inches deep, and blood splattered everywhere.

Even more deadly is that the deadly poison on the knife quickly seeps into the body.

Ji Kun felt numb all over, and his spiritual energy circulation became sluggish.

"Damn it!"

He staggered a few steps, knelt on one knee, coughed up blood, and felt dizzy.

Zhou Ming emerged from the black mist, his short knife dripping with blood.

He looked at Ji Kun, his eyes still empty, as if he were looking at a corpse.

"it's over."

Zhou Ming raised his knife, aiming it at Ji Kun's throat.

Despair flashed in Ji Kun's eyes.

He never expected that instead of dying under the formation of Danfeng, he would die at the hands of Zhou Ming, a man whose true identity was unknown.

The blade is about to fall.

"presumptuous!"

That clear shout resounded through the night sky.

The purple figure arrived under the moonlight, her skirt fluttering, and peony petals fell like rain.

She noticed that the Danfeng formation had been activated, so she came back to check, only to stumble upon this scene.

When she looked at Ji Kun, her delicate brows furrowed.

Even though the marks on Ji Kun's body had faded considerably, they still couldn't escape her notice.

The dignified eldest disciple of the Hall of Deacons actually came to Danfeng intending to harm that little rascal Luo Fan.

They deserve to be beaten! They deserve to be killed!

However, since he was a disciple of the sect, she couldn't just watch Ji Kun be killed by someone else.

It's just that we don't yet understand why Ji Kun wanted to kill Luo Fan, or what grudge they had against each other.

Liu Linglong turned her gaze away, knowing that now was not the time to think about these things.

Her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a light wave of her jade hand, she declared, "You heretics and evil spirits, how dare you display your ferocity in my Peach Blossom Temple!"

With this spiritual power, a huge purple palm print slammed towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming tried to dodge, but was firmly locked in place by the aura of the palm print and could not move.

"Bang!"

The palm print landed firmly on his chest.

The flying figure crashed through several ancient trees before slamming into the mountainside and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, he seemed not to feel any pain and struggled to get up.

His eyes surged with dark energy as he stared at Liu Linglong, his gaze filled with fierce fighting spirit.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Liu Linglong extended her slender fingers, and a spiritual light emanated from her fingertips.

A pale purple light enveloped Zhou Ming, then contracted, trapping him in place.

Zhou Ming struggled frantically, the black energy in his eyes growing ever stronger, and a low growl that sounded inhuman came from his throat.

Suddenly, he stopped struggling, and the outline of Liu Linglong deep in his pupils gradually blurred.

A thin crack appeared between his brows.

"Trying to leave?"

Liu Linglong's gaze turned cold.

With a clench of her jade hand, a purple spiritual palm print slapped towards the ball of black energy.

"puff!"

The black mist let out a shrill, mournful screech.

It crumbled inch by inch under the powerful spiritual force, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating.

Zhou Ming, inside the light shield, stiffened and fell straight down.

Liu Linglong stepped forward to check on him, examining Zhou Ming's breathing and pulse.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand, her expression grave.

"Soul Control Technique!"

Soul control is a demonic and evil art.

Using secret methods, they erased the minds of living people, turning them into puppets that only obeyed their commands.

The person affected by the spell has already lost their soul, leaving only a shell.

Zhou Ming, standing before me, is already dead.

Liu Linglong stood up, not even glancing at Ji Kun, who had fainted beside her.

She looked up at the main peak, rode a purple streak of light, and headed straight for the sect leader's hall.

The night wind blew through the mountain valley.

All that remained was the unconscious Ji Kun and a cold corpse.

And, a faint, sinister aura lingered in the air.

Soon, Liu Linglong arrived at the sect leader's hall, riding on a purple stream of light.

In front of the palace gate, Yunxi, dressed in a plain white dress, stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at the night sky.

Beside her stood Gao Yi, whose face was solemn.

"Junior sister, what happened?"

Seeing Liu Linglong's hurried expression, Yunxi frowned slightly and asked.

"Zhou Ming is dead."

Liu Linglong landed in front of the hall and glanced at Gao Yi.

Gao Yi's expression changed drastically.

Zhou Ming was a disciple of his steward's hall. Although he wasn't his direct disciple, he was someone Zhou Ming had watched grow up.

"He was under the influence of a soul-controlling spell and fought fiercely with Ji Kun outside Danfeng."

Liu Linglong added, "I happened to save Ji Kun."

Yunxi's gaze sharpened slightly.

Why is Ji Kun at Danfeng?

Liu Linglong curled her lips into a cold smile and turned her gaze to Gao Yi.

"You'll have to ask Senior Brother Gao about that."

Gao Yi frowned. "Junior Sister Liu, what do you mean by that?"

"I set up an array on Danfeng Peak, intending to protect Luo Fan."

Liu Linglong said calmly, "Your disciple broke into the formation and was injured by it, which is why he had to flee in such a sorry state."

She paused, her gaze suddenly sharpening.

"Senior Brother Gao, what grudge does your disciple hold against Luo Fan that would make him plot to assassinate a fellow disciple!"

Gao Yi's face was extremely ugly. He knew that Ji Kun had feelings for Bai Jie, and he also knew that Ji Kun was arrogant and proud.

I never expected him to be so audacious as to do such a thing.

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Gao Yi took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I will definitely give my junior sister and the sect leader an explanation."

Liu Linglong's expression softened slightly, but it still carried a hint of coldness.

"If Senior Brother Gao goes there now, he might still be able to save his life."

Gao Yi said no more, bowed to Yunxi, and left in a hurry.

"Senior sister, why is he here so late?"

Liu Linglong asked in confusion.

"Junior sister, you've fallen in love."

Yunxi turned to look at her, her eyes filled with a deep meaning and a smile.

"I... I didn't."

Liu Linglong's pretty face flushed red, and her eyes darted away. "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Yunxi smiled and stopped joking.

"Gao Yi just reported that Bai Jie and Luo Fan encountered the Yin Bone Demon while searching for spiritual herbs."

Liu Linglong's expression hardened.

Yunxi continued, "They killed Yin Gu."

"What?"

Liu Linglong's beautiful eyes widened.

Although the Yin Bone Demon was injured by his senior sister and his cultivation level dropped, he was still a genuine Golden Core cultivator.

Bai Jie and Luo Fan, one at Foundation Establishment, the other at Qi Refining...

How is that possible?

"With that girl's cultivation level, it's impossible."

Yunxi saw through her thoughts and said softly, "So, it was Luo Fan who killed him."

She looked at Danfeng, her brows furrowing slightly. "The other party infiltrated Peach Blossom Temple for revenge."

"Luo Fan?"

Liu Linglong was stunned for a moment. "Could it be that that little rascal's cultivation level has reached the point where it's comparable to ours?"