Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 406 Target: Ten Thousand Years of Life

On the other side, amidst the blood and light, Akana's heart pounded like a drum.

Damn it! Damn it! How could I not have let myself hit those ants!

He cursed himself inwardly, "What are their lives? How can they compare to mine! We've exposed ourselves and attracted that scourge!"

Fortunately—fortunately, I ran fast and decisively enough.

Sensing that the pursuers weren't immediately closing in, Chi Na Ri felt somewhat relieved and even began to strategize. "No matter how strong Li Xi Jun is, he's ultimately no match for my half-step Great Dharma Body; there's a limit to my speed. I'll burn my essence blood, even at the cost of damaging the very source of my Dharma Body, and escape with all my might. He definitely won't be able to catch up in a short time."

As long as we lure him deep into the northern desert, delay him, and create a large enough commotion—even if the Dharma Body in seclusion on the grasslands doesn't want to deal with the mortal world, it would never tolerate the number one on the Great Xia's Earth Ranking so brazenly hunting down a Royal High Priest on its own territory.

At that point, either Li Xijun will back down, or—hehe, he'll provoke his Dharma Body and we'll see how he handles the situation.

And I can take this opportunity to escape into that absolutely secluded secret place I discovered years ago, hide for three to five years, and wait until the storm has completely passed.

The old wolf was quickly calculating in its mind, as if it could already see the bright prospect of escaping and even using someone else to do its dirty work.

He even began to consider how to contact the Life and Death Sword Sect and the Nine Evils of the Demonic Sect after surviving this calamity, and even to see if he could incite Shaolin to be hostile towards Li Xijun.

However, just as his thoughts were racing—

A strange palpitation swept through my body without warning!

A sudden impulse...a warning from the soul...a great terror is about to strike!

"Varied-?!"

The calculating look on Chi Nari's face instantly turned into extreme terror.

He didn't even have time to think about where the danger was coming from; his instincts, honed from countless brushes with death, drove him to the most extreme reaction: "Roar!!!"

He looked up and let out a mournful wolf howl, his body suddenly bursting into a burst of bloody light.

It wasn't just ordinary burning of essence and blood; it directly triggered the most core origin of the Dharma form, turning its own life force and even its divine soul into fuel, burning wildly.

Blood Wolf's Heaven-Burning Escape Technique: The Golden Wolf Royal Court's most cruel and costly forbidden escape technique!

Once unleashed, the foundation of the Dharma body will be damaged, cultivation level will regress by at least one level, lifespan will be reduced by more than half, and permanent Dao injuries will be left behind.

But in return, it grants a terrifying speed comparable to teleportation within a short period of time.

He wanted to escape, to escape at all costs!

Get away from here, get away from that invisible yet deadly terror that's locking onto him!

The speed of the blood-red light surged several times over again, almost breaking through the constraints of space.

But it was no use.

A hazy, almost imperceptible streak of sword light seemed to have transcended the concept of speed, overcome the barriers of space, and even—

Ignoring the passage of time, it had already quietly landed on him the instant before he cast the forbidden spell.

There was no pain, no impact, and not even any feeling of being attacked.

Akana suddenly felt very tired.

I'm very tired.

It felt like an instant, and a long life had come to an end.

He looked inward in horror and saw a scene that froze his soul—the vast vitality within him, the vigorous life force that belonged to a Grandmaster, the abundant life force that could support him to live for another 816 years, was rapidly flowing away, withering and annihilating in a way he could not comprehend!

It wasn't that it was plundered, nor that it was devoured, but rather—it came to an end.

It was as if an invisible hand had pressed the accelerator button on his life, allowing him to experience, in an instant, the complete cycle of "growth—peak—aging—decline" that should have taken place slowly over eight hundred years.

His skin lost its luster at a visible rate, and wrinkles and age spots appeared; his full head of gray hair turned snow-white, dry, and fell out in an instant.

Strong muscles begin to atrophy, bones become brittle; abundant qi and blood rapidly decline, and the foundation of the dharma image within the dantian crumbles inch by inch.

"No—this is impossible—time—this is the power of time!"

The last consciousness of the Reda-day was filled with boundless fear and disbelief.

He recalled the ancient legends about the Sword Sect's "Three Lives Cycle Sword Manual" and the rumors about Li Xijun and the Sword Sect—but it was all too late.

His body, along with the burning Dharma image and the boiling blood light, like a sand sculpture weathered over millions of years, quietly turned into the finest dust and scattered in the scorching winds of the northern desert.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no tragic deathbed wails.

A grandmaster who ranked second on the Earthly Ranking and whose prestige shook the northern deserts for decades, the high priest of the Golden Wolf Royal Court, died silently on his escape route, returning to nothingness.

Above the Bitter Spring Oasis.

Li Xijun slowly withdrew the Night Emperor Sword Embryo, his face paling slightly for a moment before returning to normal.

However, he could clearly feel that within the vast life essence within his body, the equivalent of eight hundred years of lifespan was being quietly eroded by some invisible "backlash" force.

"The Sword of Time Tribulation draws upon the power of time's destruction, diminishing lifespan, and the sword itself must also bear a portion of the 'Time Tribulation' backlash."

Li Xijun understood immediately, muttering to himself, "This world has been affected by the celestial upheaval; the rules are indeed different. A Grandmaster's lifespan is only about a thousand years, yet this sword has slashed away eight hundred years—no wonder this sword is considered forbidden, and no one dares to use it unless facing a life-or-death situation."

Even among martial artists in the main world, those in the Golden Core Realm have a lifespan of a thousand years, and those in the Vajra Realm can live for seven or eight thousand years. However, losing eight hundred years of lifespan at once is an injury that would be devastating, enough to make any martial artist use it as a last resort to take someone down with them, and dare not use it lightly.

"However—" Li Xijun's thoughts stirred slightly, and his consciousness sank into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

There, a dark red blood bead floated silently, exuding an intense life force and the Daoist essence of the Blood Sea.

This was the enormous life essence reserve he obtained from the treasure of the Netherworld Blood Sea, which was the feedback after he devoured the Blood Infant of the Secret Realm, equivalent to an additional three thousand years of lifespan!

"An eight-hundred-year lifespan might be an unbearable burden for others. But for me—"

Li Xijun's lips curled into a faint smile. "After returning to the main world, go to the front lines and hunt down several mythical creatures from the Blood Kun world." He then used the Blood Bead to devour their life essence. Not only would replenishing these eight hundred years be easy, but filling the Blood Bead again to gain three thousand, six thousand, or even tens of thousands of years of lifespan wouldn't be difficult.

"At that time, the Sword of Calamity can be used as a regular killing move."

With this in mind, Li Xijun had already made up her mind:

After this matter is settled, he will return to the main world and, with his Vajra Realm third stage cultivation, head to the front lines where the Federation and the Blood Kun World are at war.

While honing their combat skills and adapting to their rapidly increasing strength, they also hunt mythical creatures to build up their lifespan.

He took one last look at the western horizon, which was now completely empty. Even the last trace of Chi Nari's existence had been erased by time.

As he turned around, he transformed into a streak of light and sped off towards the Loulan Oasis.

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