At this moment, a gentle breeze stirred through the forest of the Chifeng Mountain Range. The breeze carried a dense mist full of Spiritual Qi, and also covered the trees with rime ice.
If one had the leisure to sit and Cultivate in this Immortal Mountains, it would truly be an enjoyment in life.
However, Qian Duoduo could not. His Immortal Mountains were outside the Chifeng Mountain Range.
Qian Duoduo gently hung a Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer on a tree branch, took out a blue robe from his Golden Toad, filled it with snow, and placed it behind the tree, disguising it as someone hiding there.
Retreating, Qian Duoduo circled behind another tree, swept away his footprints, and buried his body in the snow. A Qi Return Pill sent a trace of Spiritual Qi into his Spiritual Vein.
“Rustle, rustle,” a He Lou Clan member chased to this spot. Seeing Qian Duoduo's tracks disappear, he immediately activated his protection, took out a Jade Slip with his left hand, and transmitted the message.
“Bang,” the Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer fell, smashing against the tree trunk and shaking down a shower of rime ice.
The He Lou Clan member was startled and shouted, “Come quickly, over here.”
He saw the blue robe behind the tree, thinking Qian Duoduo was hiding there, and “whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,” threw three flying daggers.
The daggers flew in a 'people' (person) formation towards the back of the tree. The blue robe tilted and fell to the ground.
The He Lou Clan member was overjoyed and carefully took small steps forward to investigate.
Before he could see clearly, Qian Duoduo leaped up, his Golden Rooster Sword already piercing his back.
Before Qian Duoduo could catch his breath, a sharp arrow struck Qian Duoduo's back. Although it failed to penetrate the Golden Claw Armor, the immense impact caused Qian Duoduo to tumble in the air.
Two Ninth Level of Qi Condensation He Lou Clan members had arrived.
“He’s wearing armor, shoot his limbs,” shouted a He Lou Clan member holding a iron fork. He and another He Lou Clan member, holding a strong bow, attacked Qian Duoduo from a distance and close range.
“Don’t struggle,” the person with the fork blocked Qian Duoduo’s Golden Rooster Sword. An arrow flew past Qian Duoduo’s shoulder; if Qian Duoduo hadn’t dodged quickly, it would have hit Qian Duoduo’s throat.
Fighting two Ninth Level simultaneously, Qian Duoduo had no chance of winning. The scent of death had never been so strong.
Beyond these two Ninth Level of Qi Condensation, an even more formidable young Clan Chief of the He Lou Clan was about to arrive.
In the face of life-or-death crisis, Qian Duoduo’s heart was as calm as still water.
The He Lou Clan member with the fork grinned ferociously, his attacks growing fiercer, specifically targeting Qian Duoduo’s two injured legs wrapped in cloth strips. The He Lou Clan member in the distance shot arrows faster and faster.
Unintentionally, the person with the fork approached the Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer that had fallen to the ground. The distance was less than ten feet.
“Explode!” Qian Duoduo quietly shouted in his heart. The Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer exploded, causing the He Lou Clan member with the fork to jump up, his left leg below the knee blasted away.
The He Lou Clan member with the fork's face changed drastically. He hopped backward on one leg, waving out Talismans with his left hand. The Talismans transformed into blood-red bats, flutter towards Qian Duoduo’s face.
“Hmph, trying to run now?” Qian Duoduo filled his Golden Rooster Sword with Spiritual Qi and swept it horizontally. The blood-red bats melted like snow meeting fire. In three steps and two leaps, Qian Duoduo exerted his full Cultivation, catching up to the He Lou Clan member with the fork.
“Die!” Qian Duoduo gripped the Golden Rooster Sword tightly with both hands, ignoring the iron fork, and slashed downwards diagonally.
“Clang,” the iron fork parried the Golden Rooster Sword, stopping only a foot from the He Lou Clan member’s neck.
Qian Duoduo leaned his entire body forward, circulated the Everlasting Wealth and Nobility Art, compressed his Spiritual Vein to the maximum, and roared, “Kill!”
In his roar, the Medicinal Pill that Qian Duoduo had accumulated in his flesh and blood, and deposited in his Spiritual Vein without dissolving these past days, suddenly melted, propelling Spiritual Qi to surge like a tide, filling the Spiritual Vein in his body.
“Boom,” a Cultivation aura of Condensing Qi Stage Level Seven emanated from Qian Duoduo. All his Spiritual Veins simultaneously turned evergreen.
The He Lou Clan member with the fork revealed a look of despair, as if he had seen a monster.
—Advancing in battle, how terrifying!
When the Golden Rooster Sword severed his neck, he had already given up resistance.
Qian Duoduo picked up his corpse, used it to block the incoming arrow, then rolled several times on the ground, rushing towards the He Lou Clan member who was shooting arrows.
Faced with Qian Duoduo’s sudden increase in speed, the He Lou Clan member shooting arrows was somewhat stunned. He pulled his bowstring a few times before realizing there was no arrow loaded.
“Don’t come over here. Young Clan Chief, save me!” The He Lou Clan member threw down his bow, turned around, and fled with his hands over his head towards the young Clan Chief’s direction.
How could Qian Duoduo let him rendezvous with the young Clan Chief? He threw a Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer at him. As it neared his head, the hammer self-destructed.
“Young Clan Chief…” The man’s arms turned into a bloody mess, and he rolled on the ground like a gourd.
Qian Duoduo couldn't help but be amused. This was the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation who had been chasing him all night?
“Stop!” A furious roar came from thirty feet away.
Qian Duoduo’s second Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer had already smashed into the bloody gourd on the ground. With an explosion, the fleeing Ninth Level of Qi Condensation lay on the ground, a pile of meat residue.
A blood-red light streaked over. Qian Duoduo blocked it with his Golden Rooster Sword, which nearly flew out of his hand.
The blood-red light was a blood-colored Dharma Wheel. The young Clan Chief was robust, and his full-force strike made Qian Duoduo’s chest twitch.
Although Qian Duoduo had just advanced to Condensing Qi Stage Level Seven, killing two Ninth Level of Qi Condensation had already exhausted his Spiritual Qi. Before his Spiritual Qi recovered, it was impossible to clash head-on with the young Clan Chief.
Turning around, Qian Duoduo fled deeper into the dense forest. As he fled, he threw out three Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammers. The Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammers continuously self-destructed, buying him one or two breaths of time to escape.
“Which Immortal Mountains of Refining Spirit Sect are you, Xiong Jun?” The young Clan Chief asked unhurriedly from behind Qian Duoduo.
As Qian Duoduo briefly looked back, he saw a horrifying scene. The young Clan Chief was actually absorbing the flesh and blood of the three deceased Clan members.
The three Clan members transformed into three blood-red lines, floating long behind the young Clan Chief, slowly entering through his seven orifices. The young Clan Chief’s aura grew stronger and stronger, completely exceeding the range of Qi Condensation Great Perfection. That might was extremely formidable.
Foundation Establishment Cultivator?
Qian Duoduo’s scalp tingled, and his limbs grew cold. He constantly changed his escape direction, trying to widen the distance between himself and this young Clan Chief.
“No matter if you are Nangong Qinglong of Wen'an Peak, or Su Dalin of Jianjian Peak? You are definitely not Caizhu. Caizhu is a ghost body. No matter who you are, I, He Louzhan, still have to thank you. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to openly devour my own Clan members like this. If I didn’t devour them, advancing to Foundation Establishment would have to wait another month or two… Hehe, thank you.”
Qian Duoduo had heard of the names Nangong Qinglong, Su Dalin, and Caizhu. Nangong Qinglong was the older brother of Nangong Nizi, the Phoenix, and a Xiong Jun of Wen'an Peak. Su Dalin was from Jianjian Peak. Caizhu was from Beast Tooth Peak.
Because Qian Duoduo had killed many He Lou Clan members across cultivation levels, this young Clan Chief, who called himself He Louzhan, believed that Qian Duoduo must be a Xiong Jun from the sect, and only a Xiong Jun from the sect would have this strength.
He Louzhan floated in the air, leisurely maintaining a distance of one or two feet from Qian Duoduo. He wasn't truly suspended in mid-air; he was merely using a blood-red line to constantly pull himself between the trees, achieving the effect of suspension.
To suspend oneself without any external aid, one would at least need to be a Golden Core cultivator.
“Are you really not going to tell me who you are?” He Louzhan’s blood-colored Dharma Wheel circled above Qian Duoduo’s head, cutting down a tree in front of Qian Duoduo. Before the tree could block him, Qian Duoduo leaped over it.
“Thinking about being able to kill a Xiong Jun of Refining Spirit Sect, I feel a strange excitement in my heart,” He Louzhan muttered to himself, lost in self-gratification.
He was like a cat, enjoying the pleasure of catching a mouse. He could catch it, but he deliberately let it escape. He could bite it, but he deliberately didn't bite it to death.
After a quarter of an hour, He Louzhan suddenly raised his voice, “Alright. It’s getting late, I’m not playing with you anymore.”
A strong gust of wind suddenly picked up behind Qian Duoduo.