Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

The clash between two Grandmasters of the Innate Realm was truly earth-shattering.

Mo Yunfeng led Wumian all the way up the city wall in the north of the city.

As soon as the two leaped onto the city wall, Faceless slashed out with his long sword.

A black blade of energy, tens of meters long, tore through the rain, forcing Mo Yunfeng to pause.

"Senior Mo, although you entered the Innate Realm earlier than me, you are not good at fighting. Continuing to fight will not achieve any results. Why don't you accompany this junior to see this unprecedented spectacle?"

Faceless sheathed his sword and retreated, his tone calm, as if he had known all along that the other party was trying to lure him out of the city.

Mo Yunfeng also froze for a moment.

The other party was right. If it came down to healing and saving lives, he was confident that even if he gave them an advantage, they still couldn't beat him.

In terms of combat skills, he was indeed on par with his opponent. To be more precise, if it weren't for his profound cultivation, he wouldn't be his opponent's match either.

Mo Yunfeng gazed at the blood-red pillar of light in the city, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

"Were those refugees also deliberately lured to Qingzhou by your Wusheng Sect?"

"good!"

There was no denial; given the current situation, there was nothing left to hide.

"This poisonous rain formation is all thanks to these refugees."

The cold and heartless words came from the other person's mouth as if it were just a trivial matter.

Mo Yunfeng's fingers slowly tightened inside his sleeve.

"brute."

  

No Face was not angered.

The faceless mask faced Mo Yunfeng, and the voice remained largely flat.

"To ensure the successful completion of this Longevity Pill, most of the experts in my sect have appeared in the Southern Frontier, just to attract the attention of the imperial court."

He paused for a moment, then said:

"If Wan Ning hadn't sent a message saying that Senior Mo was on Qingzhou, I wouldn't have come here secretly, thus speeding up the alchemy process."

Mo Yunfeng's face was grim, and his voice seemed to come from between his teeth:

"The Longevity Pill is an evil pill, a demonic pill; those who take it will meet a terrible end!"

"hehe……"

The faceless man chuckled softly and said:

"I think Senior Mo knows Wan Ning's capabilities better than I do."

Damn!

That traitor should have been killed with a single blow back then.

Only now did Mo Yunfeng truly regret his decision. Back then, he had taken pity on the other person because of his exceptional talent and let him leave the valley.

In retrospect, that one wrong decision has led to this terrible disaster.

"Senior Mo, look."

The faceless man suddenly pointed into the city.

Mo Yunfeng turned his head, and the next moment...

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Within Qingzhou City, the towering crimson pillar of light was gradually receding.

Countless wisps of pale red energy rose from all parts of the city and merged into the depths of the pillar of light.

Then, a perfectly round, blood-red elixir phantom gradually appeared in mid-air.

"Dan...it's almost done!"

"Faceless," he murmured softly, but there was no joy or excitement in his voice.

Mo Yunfeng, however, flashed and rushed into the city.

The long sword in the faceless man's hand also blocked the opponent's path in an instant.

"Young man, this elixir steals the lifeblood of the people and severs the dynasty's fortune. It must never be made, or the world will descend into chaos."

Mo Yunfeng spoke very quickly, his face full of anxiety.

"The world is in chaos? The world... has been in chaos for a long time!"

Faceless's tone remained calm and indifferent, as if nothing mattered to him.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes hardened, and he flipped his palm, revealing several golden needles.

He shouted loudly:

"If you remain obstinate and refuse to move aside, even if it costs me ten years of my life, I will still cut off your path."

The faceless figure stood with his sword drawn, and upon hearing this, said:

"It seems that you still wish to give me some pointers, senior. Then let's begin."

Mo Yunfeng's eyes hardened, and the golden needles in his hand transformed into streaks of golden light, shooting towards the person in front of him.

The golden needles moved extremely fast, heading straight for all the major acupoints on Wumian's body in the blink of an eye.

With a tremor of his longsword, a black aura suddenly enveloped his entire body.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The golden needle struck the black protective barrier, producing a metallic clang.

The next moment, the faceless man turned halfway around, and the long sword followed suit, slashing down again.

An extremely intense blade of energy materialized into a massive blade five zhang long, slashing down at Mo Yunfeng.

The golden needles around them were instantly shaken and scattered wildly.

Mo Yunfeng, however, remained calm.

His eyes narrowed, and he clenched his left hand in mid-air.

The golden needles that had been knocked away seemed to be drawn together again, forming a giant needle shadow.

boom!

The needle's shadow collided with the blade's energy, producing a deafening roar.

The city wall beneath their feet immediately began to crack and crumble.

……

Inside the city.

Zhou Yan was carrying Lu Qingshuang, running non-stop through the streets and alleys.

The crimson pillar of light behind them, in the direction of the county government office, grew stronger and stronger.

Streams of qi and blood kept rising into the sky, although most of the qi and blood were very thin.

But little by little, they add up to a population of over ten thousand in Qingzhou City.

You can often see dried-up corpses lying on the side of the street, their life force drained.

Zhou Yan frowned deeply, and the worry in his heart welled up uncontrollably.

Although Zhu Zhu and the others have been given the antidote, they will still get infected if they continue to get rained on.

Moreover, there were many members of the Wusheng Sect inside the city who were driving the people hiding in their houses out like livestock.

It is near Dongshi.

The shouts of battle gradually reached Zhou Yan's ears.

His heart tightened, and he quickened his pace involuntarily.

They rushed out of the alley.

What came into view were three members of the Wusheng Cult, rushing into a shop.

Two people were standing at the shop's entrance, one holding a long stick and the other a short knife, desperately trying to defend themselves.

Look closely.

Who else could be holding that dagger but Zhu Asan?

Zhou Yan stomped his foot hard.

The bluestone slab shattered with a sound.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yan, carrying Lu Qingshuang, charged over like a tiger descending a mountain.

He kicked out with both feet in quick succession.

Bang bang bang!

The three Wusheng cult members who had just sensed the vital energy had no ability to resist. They were immediately kicked and sent flying, crashing into the wall on the side of the street, their bones shattered, and they could no longer get up.

"Third Brother!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zhu Asan paused for a moment, then abruptly pulled open the door.

"Ayan! Are you alright?"

He had just finished speaking when he noticed that Zhou Yan was still holding someone in his arms, so he quickly stepped aside and said:

"Come in quickly, come in!"

"Third Brother, step back a bit, don't get splashed by the rain."

After Zhou Yan and Zhu Asan and another young man who had been blocking the members of the Wusheng Sect with him stepped back, Zhou Yan carried Lu Qingshuang in.

The door was closed again.

The room was dimly lit.

Several women huddled against the wall, their faces deathly pale.

There was also an elderly man dressed as a merchant, who was hugging his knees and trembling all over.

Aunt Zhu stood in the corner, tightly protecting Zhu Zhu behind her.

The little girl's eyes lit up the moment she saw Zhou Yan.

"Brother Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Yan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally felt a little relieved.

"Little Zhuzhu, are you alright? Were you frightened?"

The little girl seemed to know the gravity of the situation, and instead of coming over, she nodded emphatically.

"I'm fine. Zhu Zhu is the bravest one."

Her voice was still trembling, but she tried to straighten her chest.

Zhou Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile, but couldn't manage it.

His gaze swept over everyone in the room.

No red light rose above their heads.

It looks like they didn't get wet in the rain.

Aunt Zhu looked at him, who was soaking wet, and then glanced at Lu Qingshuang in his arms, her eyes filled with worry.

Zhou Yan nodded to her, indicating that everything was alright for the time being.

Zhou Yan nodded to Sister-in-law Zhu to indicate that everything was alright.

"Ah Yan, what's going on? This... the neighbors are all..."

Zhu Asan was also a little scared. Although he had worked in prison and seen many dead people, he had never seen so many deaths, and none of them were so bizarre.

Zhou Yan sighed and shook his head.

"It's a long story, but it's basically a conspiracy by the Wusheng Sect."

As he spoke, he gently placed Lu Qingshuang on a long table to the side.

He picked up the clothes covering him, wrung them out, and draped them over himself.

He glanced down at Lu Qingshuang and saw a red light rising above her head, infiltrating her own entry.

Zhou Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

Ignoring everything else, he reached into the other person's waist and pulled out a porcelain bottle.

After pouring out a pill and confirming that it was a blood poison detoxification pill, he fed it to the other person.

Lu Qingshuang swallowed the pill with a slight movement of her throat. The red light gradually faded, revealing the original blue-green glow.

But looking at her face, which was turning pale and flushed, and her breathing was disordered, I could see that...

Zhou Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had one Qi and Blood Pill left.

Mo Yunfeng had given him five pills before.

Three pills were used up during martial arts practice.

One pill was used to stop Kan Zhujiang.

Now only one grain remains.

"This is the last one, you'll have to be with me then."

Looking at the pretty face in her unconscious state, Zhou Yan thought to himself.

Although I don't know if it will work, there's no other way at the moment.

He stuffed the Qi and Blood Pill into the other person's mouth as well, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other person's expression no longer changed frequently.

"Then, Ah Yan, what should we do..."

Zhu Asan had only spoken halfway when he heard the young man from before point out the window and shout.

"Look, everyone!"

Zhou Yan suddenly looked up and gazed out the window.

Even from a distance, one could see the blood-red beam of light in the direction of the county government office gradually receding.

In mid-air, the phantom of the blood-red pill became increasingly clear.

next moment.

A dazzling red light suddenly burst forth from Lu Qing Shuang's body.

Red light pierced through the roof and shot straight into the rain.

The entire shop was bathed in a blood-red light.

"Retrieve the sword bone medicinal ingredient!"

A strange, shrill child's voice echoed throughout the city!

……