Burial Furnace

"This is a forbidden technique called 'Heaven and Earth Life Reduction'..." Zhang Yuan said slowly, his voice low and solemn. "After using it, one can unleash combat power far exceeding their own realm. But the price is—consuming lifespan. The first move consumes one month's lifespan..."

Duan Tian's smile froze on his face.

"Your lifespan is limited." Zhang Yuan looked at him calmly, his tone indifferent. "Do you really want to learn?"

After saying that, he looked at Duan Tian with pity.

This forbidden technique only applies to myself, because my lifespan can be increased indefinitely and I can squander it at will.

"My God, such a terrifying forbidden technique?" Duan Tian was dumbfounded, extremely shocked, and somewhat incredulous.

This is a life-saving trump card; if you learn it, you can turn the tide of battle.

He replied without hesitation, "Senior, of course I want to learn! Please teach me quickly."

"That's how it is..." Zhang Yuan explained and taught in detail without any ambiguity.

This forbidden technique is extremely profound, involving the manipulation of one's own life force and a subtle perception of the rules of heaven and earth.

Those mnemonic rhymes are difficult to pronounce and profound. Each word seems to contain endless mysteries. Even if ordinary people obtain the rhymes, they may not be able to understand their true meaning.

It's simply beyond human comprehension.

But Duan Tian was also a ruthless person. If he didn't understand, he would ask. If he didn't understand once, he would ask twice. If he didn't understand twice, he would ask three times until he completely understood.

Time slipped away quietly during the Q&A session.

The sky outside the window changed from pitch black to deep blue, then from deep blue to grayish-white, and finally a sliver of pale white appeared.

Morning light streamed in through the window, casting soft shadows on the floor.

Duan Tian finally let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

Excitement gleamed in his eyes, and he exuded a different kind of aura—the confidence and self-assurance that came from mastering great power.

"Giggle, giggle, I finally learned it! Damn it, who dares to bully me now?"

Duan Tian instantly became arrogant. He stood up abruptly and strode towards the door, his steps firm and powerful, each step making a thud on the floor.

"I'm going to take revenge right now."

He rushed to the door, then turned back to Zhang Yuan and said, "Senior, thank you for your guidance. I will come back to hear your teachings after I have killed my enemy."

"Forehead……"

Zhang Yuan watched the figure disappear through the doorway and couldn't help but rub his temples.

This guy is really going crazy.

How long can one squander a lifespan of over two hundred years?

He sighed and followed them out.

He wanted to see the practical effects of the first move of the Heaven and Earth Life Reduction Technique—after all, it was one of his trump cards for the future, and it would be good to see it for himself.

Duan Tian had already rushed to the front of the Aoki Hotel.

It was a three-story inn with a fairly impressive facade. Two large red lanterns hung at the entrance, swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Duan Tian stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and then roared at the top of his lungs, "Lone Wolf, you son of a bitch! You chased me down in the secret realm, and after we left, you even stole my treasures! You come out here and face your death! Today, I'll beat you until you beg for mercy!"

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, it exploded on the street in the early morning, making the tiles of the houses on both sides vibrate.

Several small birds on the roof were startled and took flight, circling in panic.

Even the wildebeest tethered to a post in the distance were startled, pawing restlessly and emitting low neighs.

Doors on both sides of the street opened one after another, and cultivators peeked out, looking around curiously.

Soon, more and more people flocked from all directions to see the spectacle.

Some ran out carrying rice bowls, with a steamed bun still in their mouths;

His clothes were disheveled, clearly indicating he had just gotten out of bed; his belt wasn't even fastened properly.

Several others rushed out the door shirtless, as if afraid of missing out on some good show.

The crowd was packed tightly together, craning their necks to look inside, their chatter buzzing like a pot of boiling water.

Duan Tian cursed a few more times.

Finally, a cultivator flew out of the Green Wood Inn on a sword and landed in front of Duan Tian.

He was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, with a long sword hanging at his waist. His face was fierce, his triangular eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, and his stubble on his chin gave him a fierce and valiant air.

He was like a drawn sword, exuding a chilling and murderous aura.

He looked at Duan Tian as if he were already dead, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth, a smile full of disdain and contempt: "Duan Tian, ​​are you tired of living? How dare you provoke your Lord Wolf? However, as long as you kneel down and kowtow three times, admit your mistake, and crawl between my legs, I will spare your life."

He was also a rogue cultivator, but not a local. He came from the distant Eastern Continent, so he naturally had some skills.

It is said that he once killed three fourth-tier demonic beasts by himself, making him a notable figure among rogue cultivators.

"Wolf Walker is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, while Duan Tian is only in the early stage. The difference is enormous. Duan Tian is absolutely insane."

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stages challenging a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the later stages—isn't that just courting death?"

"Could it be that Duan Tian has found some kind of ultimate weapon? A talisman treasure? That might not be able to kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"I think he's tired of living and wants to die. Lone Wolf has probably taken more lives than he's eaten meals."

Many people looked surprised and started discussing it.

Clearly, no one had high hopes for Duan Tian.

Several cultivators who had grudges against Duan Tian even stood aside with their arms crossed, looking gloating, waiting to see how Duan Tian would handle the situation.

Zhang Yuan's lips twitched.

He also has a talisman.

I've never had a chance to use it.

"Lone Wolf, now you'd better obediently return my treasure to me and compensate me with a thousand high-grade spirit stones, and I'll spare your life today. Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary."

Duan Tian showed no fear, standing with his hand on his sword, ready to strike at any moment.

He exuded a powerful aura, his back ramrod straight, his gaze piercing as he stared directly into Wolf Walker's eyes.

Although he was less imposing than his opponent, he was more confident, as if he had everything under control and didn't take his opponent seriously at all.

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Wolf Alone was furious.

He immediately drew his sword and struck.

The sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, and cleaved straight at Duan Tian's head.

This sword strike was swift, ruthless, and executed from a tricky angle.

The sword light sliced ​​through the air, creating a white shockwave that even stirred up the dust on the ground, forming a small vortex.

"Lie down!"

Duan Tian roared and drew his sword, immediately unleashing the terrifying first move of the Heaven and Earth Life Reduction Technique.

This move is best performed with a sword!

In that instant, time seemed to stand still.

Duan Tian's right hand movements didn't look fast, even somewhat slow, as if he were wielding a sword in the water.

But that slowness was just an illusion—in reality, he was moving at an extreme speed, so fast that it created an illusion for the eyes.

His sword was drawn.

The sword light was so fast that it was impossible for the human eye to catch it.

All anyone saw was a faint silver line flashing through the air, as if someone had flicked an extremely thin silver needle in the sunlight.