Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

The heavy rain in Qingzhou City continued unabated.

In mid-air, the phantom of the blood-red pill was slowly rising and falling.

As the pill rotated, wisps of blood-red mist were continuously drawn into it, and an even more eerie red light emanated from the surface of the pill.

On the long street, Zhou Yan tossed the broken table aside, carried Lu Qingshuang on his back, and entered the house.

The red light emanating from Lu Qingshuang's body continued to radiate into the air.

Shen Zhongheng and Ma Qianhu, both covered in wounds, blocked the entrance to the courtyard.

The black-clad guards all around were also covered in blood.

But their expressions were all cold and stern, and not one of them backed down.

Commander Ma was seriously injured, with sword wounds on his chest, abdomen, and back. Some of the wounds were so deep that the bone was visible, and blood mixed with rainwater kept flowing down.

But his posture remained perfectly straight.

He slightly raised his head and looked coldly at the two people on the roof. His voice was hoarse, but unusually firm.

"You members of the Wusheng Sect aren't afraid of death, and neither are we, the Xuanyi Guards. If you want people, you'll have to step over my corpse!"

Gong Changying's shrill laughter rang out again.

"Heh... Commander Ma certainly has guts, go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Changying flashed into the courtyard.

With a flick of his iron chain, Ma Qianhu moved with lightning speed, instantly blocking Gong Changying's path.

The man in the pig-faced mask also stomped his foot and charged towards them.

  

Shen Zhongheng stepped forward and clapped his hands together to block it.

The Wusheng Sect members around them also rushed forward, shouting.

Another great war has broken out.

inside the house.

Zhou Yan, with Lu Qingshuang on his back, looked at the scene outside the door, his chest heaving slightly.

There's no road.

There was a city wall behind them, and they couldn't possibly jump up by themselves, let alone carry someone on their back.

The madmen of the Wusheng Sect seemed endless, still surging forward frantically.

What's more troublesome is that the Black-Clad Guards don't have enough antidote pills left.

Many people had their life force drained by the blood rain, and their hands holding knives were trembling.

If this drags on any longer, everyone will die here.

All we can do now is stall until reinforcements from the Xuanyi Guards of the prefectural city arrive.

Even if Qingzhou City is small, it is still a county town. It is impossible for such a big thing to go unnoticed.

Just as Zhou Yan was pondering where to escape to, that shrill child's voice rang out again.

"Bring the sword bone medicine ingredient immediately..."

Upon hearing this voice, a hint of madness appeared on Gong Changying's otherwise effeminate face.

A floating hell!

In a flash, countless figures materialized, launching a fierce and relentless attack on Commander Ma.

Commander Ma also showed a fierce expression, not afraid of his opponent at all, and the iron chain in his hand kept making sonic booms as it was swung.

Block all of the opponent's attacks.

suddenly!

Shen Zhongheng, who had been fighting the pig-faced masked man, forced the man back with a palm strike and then rushed towards Ma Qianhu and his companion.

When Commander Ma caught a glimpse of the other party approaching, he was initially delighted.

The next moment.

The sea is raging!

A pair of giant hands formed in the blink of an eye, but they were not aimed at Gong Changying, but at—Ma Qianhu!

Commander Ma's eyes widened in fury, and with a sudden twist of his iron chain, it transformed into a shield.

boom!

The iron chains broke on the spot.

Commander Ma was slammed down from the sky and crashed to the ground.

The arena fell silent for a moment, and many of the black-clad guards froze in place, their faces filled with disbelief.

puff!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Commander Ma roared with hatred in his eyes:

"Shen Zhongheng, how dare you betray the imperial court!"

Slowly withdrawing his palm, Shen Zhongheng's figure also landed slowly on the ground, his face expressionless.

Before he could speak, Gong Changying, who was standing to the side, burst into a shrill laugh:

"Those who understand the times are heroes. What the imperial court cannot provide, our Wusheng Sect can. Lord Shen is merely abandoning darkness for light."

"Shut up!"

Shen Zhongheng turned around and shouted.

"If you bunch of useless cowards hadn't been so incompetent, how would I have exposed my identity?"

Gong Changying's laughter paused.

He then looked at Commander Ma, his voice softening slightly:

"Brother Ma, I've been stuck in the Third Realm for ten years. How many decades does one have in a lifetime? I don't want to betray the court, but I need to break through to the Innate Realm!"

Commander Ma spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

"Nonsense! You think joining the Wusheng Sect will allow you to break through to the Innate Realm? If they had that ability, they would have stormed the capital city long ago."

Shen Zhongheng, who was scolded, was not angry.

"Brother Ma, you don't know, they... they really could help me break through! I saw it, I really saw it."

His tone was somewhat excited, and even a little eager!

"You specifically called me here to Qingzhou just to mislead Commander Wu, you deserve to die! You really deserve to die."

Shen Zhongheng did not answer.

But silence itself is the answer.

Despite his injuries, Commander Ma stood up, turned around, and shouted:

"withdraw!"

Watching the situation deteriorate rapidly from inside the house, Zhou Yan cursed inwardly.

They could have held on for a while, but now that they're facing three experts at the level of "Born After Tomorrow," what's the point of playing anymore?

"Damn it! Shen Heng is a traitor, Shen Zhongheng is a traitor too, how come all the people with the surname Shen are traitors?"

He carried Lu Qingshuang on his back and turned around, intending to rush out from the other side.

But the next moment.

boom!

A figure crashed through the door and slammed into the room.

It was Commander Ma.

He was covered in blood, his chest heaving violently, and he could barely stand up.

One foot then stepped into the room, and Shen Zhongheng walked in slowly.

He looked at Zhou Yan, who was carrying Lu Qingshuang on his back, and beckoned with his finger.

"Hey kid, come here!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and stared at the other person.

past?

Going back then was practically suicide!

"Commander Shen, have you considered the consequences of betraying the imperial court?"

A weak voice came from behind Zhou Yan.

Lu Qingshuang, who had been lying behind him, had woken up at some point.

It seems that the Qi and Blood Pill really worked.

At this moment, she was barely able to lift her head and look at Shen Zhongheng.

Shen Zhongheng raised an eyebrow.

"Niece Lu, as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Linchuan, you have made it onto the list of outstanding talents before you were even twenty years old. Now you are a centurion of the Black-Clad Guard. Your talent and family background are rare indeed."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

"Do you know how long it took me to climb to this position?"

Thirty years!

Thirty years!

He took two steps forward, and Zhou Yan took two steps back.

"Niece Lu, you wouldn't understand. Just grant Shen's wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward.

Zhou Yan's vision blurred, and before he could react, Shen Zhongheng was already in front of him.

The difference between the Third Stage of Training and the Third Stage of Acquired Realm, Heavenly Rain Descending to the Top, is too great, like an insurmountable chasm.

Shen Zhongheng formed his hand into a claw and headed straight for Lu Qingshuang behind Zhou Yan.

"Shen Zhongheng!"

A hoarse, stern shout rang out from Commander Ma.

The half-crippled body, covered in blood, grabbed Shen Zhongheng's waist from behind.

"Run!"

His mouth was full of blood as he shouted at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and suddenly darted out from the side, rushing out of the door.

A muffled rumble came from behind.

There were no screams, only the sound of something falling heavily.

Zhou Yan did not turn around.

He didn't dare to turn around.

But how much better can things be outside the door?

The black-clad guards all collapsed to the ground, their blood and qi seeping out of their bodies and drifting away. They were either dead or near death.

Gong Changying stood in the courtyard, her smile gentle and feminine.

A man wearing a pig-face mask stands holding a sword, the tip of which hangs askew.

Both of them were looking at him.

Or rather, looking at Lu Qingshuang behind him.

"Lord Shen."

Gong Changying's shrill voice rang out.

"You think this mere second-tier trainee can keep you occupied for so long?"

Shen Zhongheng walked out of the door, his hands covered in blood, and glanced at Zhou Yandao indifferently.

"Enough with the nonsense, Protector Wan is already impatient."

The pig-faced masked man, who had remained silent like a mute, lifted his foot and strode towards Zhou Yan.

The overwhelming pressure from the three powerful figures rendered Zhou Yan unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as the other person slowly walked over.

Blue-green light appeared.

[Killing Intent Deeply Rooted (Blue)]

The target state is stable...

[Elite Family (Green)]

The target state is stable...

But Zhou Yan had no interest in checking.

This feeling of being powerless over his own destiny drove him to the brink of madness.

Why?

Why is it that in this world, even if he wants to live a peaceful life, he can't?

Looking at the half-dead Xuan Yiwei lying on the ground, and then at the Wusheng Sect members around him who looked down on him like ants.

At that moment, he finally understood.

If you want to survive, you need to have the ability to survive.

Without strength, you're just like roadside weeds, destined to be crushed into dust by passing carriages.

He clenched his teeth, feeling immense pressure from the three of them, causing the veins in his neck to bulge.

We can't wait any longer; we have to fight this desperately.

As for surrendering, Zhou Yan never even considered it.

Putting aside whether the other party will accept it, even if they do, he won't be able to get over his own conscience.

And do you really want to become some kind of damn superhero?

He's a human being! He's a human being!

Just as he was about to revert to his true form and fight to the death.

A chill quietly spread from him.

This chilling aura is extremely domineering.

The ground was covered in frost almost instantly, and even the torrential rain in the sky froze into ice beads the moment it was hit by the cold air.

Gong Changying, Shen Zhongheng, and the approaching pig-faced masked man all showed a look of horror for a moment.

The man in the pig-faced mask quickly retreated, his feet barely touching the ground.

But the faster he retreated, the faster the cold air spread.

His pupils dilated, and he swung his longsword fiercely. Before a wisp of sword energy could even fly out, it was instantly frozen into a sword-shaped ice block and fell to the ground!

next moment.

Frost rose from his feet, instantly covering his legs, waist, chest, and arms.

In the blink of an eye, the murderous pig-faced masked man was transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture.

Only a pair of eyes remained, still slightly moving beneath the ice.

"Innate Realm Peak! Retreat immediately!"

The piercing shriek rang out again, but this time it lacked the previous mockery and ridicule.

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