I forge immortality with a pagoda.

Above the mountains, a streak of azure light streaked across the sky like a shooting star, causing clouds to surge wherever it passed.

"Senior Brother Shen, this fellow has been chasing us for a whole month. If this continues, we'll probably run out of energy. We might as well turn back and fight him to the death!"

Zhu Jianda turned around and looked around, his face pale, his tone full of anxiety.

Shen Yu flipped his hand and took out three pills, stuffing them into his mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth. Shen Yu refined its spiritual essence and painstakingly circulated his cultivation technique, finally restoring some of the nearly depleted true essence in his dantian.

"This person is at the Qi Refining Realm, and it won't be easy for me to capture him." Shen Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air. "Let's wait a little longer. Although he is a Qi Refining cultivator, he doesn't have any flying talisman. It won't be easy for him to catch up with us."

As he spoke, his consciousness remained fixed on the figure relentlessly pursuing him behind him.

A few months ago, after Shen Yu and Zhu Jianda left Liexing Valley, they did not return directly to Yu Kingdom, but instead detoured to Zhuoyan Mountain, hoping to use the earth fire to re-condense the flames needed for the Lieyou Calling Wind Technique.

Shen Yu painstakingly condensed the flames and finally refined thirty-two of them again. Only one more was needed before he could use the Blazing Nether Wind Summoning Technique again.

Just as things were about to be completed, a figure suddenly appeared, not only interrupting Shen Yu's plan to condense the flame stream, but also relentlessly pursuing the two of them.

Shen Yu was initially unafraid and fought with the cultivator for several rounds.

He used all his magical weapons and for a time he was not at a disadvantage.

However, this cultivator had practiced some kind of body-refining method, and his skin and flesh were as hard as black iron and gold essence.

Not to mention their physical strength, capable of uprooting mountains and trees.

Shen Yu knew he couldn't afford to fight them for long.

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he suddenly used his sword to slash him, and then fled with Zhu Jian.

At that moment, a hundred feet behind them, a burly man with a purple face and a short beard was following closely behind the two.

His entire body was enveloped in true qi, and his figure sped through the air like an arrow released from a bow.

Although he was extremely fast, he was still a step slower than a flying talisman like the Luan Hua Ling.

Moreover, true qi is not inexhaustible.

These Qi-refining cultivators need to stop and recuperate every so often.

Once his true qi had recovered sufficiently, he continued to catch up with the two.

Whenever the purple-faced man stopped to meditate, Shen Yu would activate the Luan Hua Ling with all his might, hoping to shake him off.

But the Qi-seeking technique that this man practiced was truly formidable.

Even though Shen Yu changed direction multiple times, the other party was able to quickly adjust their route to catch up.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Shen Yu's forehead. He clearly remembered that this purple-faced man was the cultivator he had met briefly in the Treasure Pavilion that day.

At that time, everyone was pulled into a private room by Yu Fu to participate in the auction of the Xuanhu Jade Ruyi.

It seems this person has some grudge against Feng Jinhong.

"Could it be that we were being watched back then?" Shen Yu thought to himself with a chill.

"Or is it at a Dharma assembly?"

Shen Yu was puzzled and simply gave up trying to figure it out.

Behind them, the purple-faced man was also secretly groaning.

The Purple Fiend Forging Yuan Technique he cultivates is a superior Dao technique, requiring an excessive amount of spiritual energy.

Even if he borrowed a spiritual vein, it wouldn't be enough to meet the requirements for cultivating this technique.

Therefore, he used almost all of his wealth to buy spirit stones, pills and all sorts of things.

They don't even have a decent flying talisman.

Now, the Purple Fiend Forging Yuan Technique has reached the intermediate level.

Ordinary Taoist techniques could hardly harm him in the slightest.

The burly man's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"I was careless earlier and actually got injured by this kid's talisman."

"However..." A fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes, "As long as we capture this kid, all the talismans on his body will be mine. This is a good deal!"

He took a deep breath, his true qi surged, and his speed increased by 30%, instantly closing the distance by dozens of feet.

Seeing this, Shen Yu did not hesitate to make a hand seal, and three white energy slashes roared out.

This was the Mountain-Splitting Technique he had painstakingly cultivated for a long time; each strike of his energy contained the power to split rocks and shatter monuments.

The purple-faced man swung his fists out, his true qi surging forward, instantly obliterating the qi slash.

Since he countered with his true qi, his speed naturally slowed down a bit.

Besides the Mountain Splitting Technique, Shen Yu had also tried other minor techniques, but those second-rate Taoist arts vanished without a trace as soon as they touched the purple-faced man's body, like snow meeting a branding iron, unable to even delay him for a moment.

Zhu Jianda was extremely anxious watching from behind, but with only the first level of the Kaiyuan realm cultivation, he was completely unable to intervene in this level of pursuit and could only worry helplessly: "Senior brother, this can't go on!"

Shen Yu's gaze swept over the continuous mountain range below, and his expression became serious.

While maintaining the talisman's maximum speed, he asked, somewhat distractedly, "Jian Da, how far is that demon's lair you mentioned?"

Zhu Jianda nervously looked around, trying to discern the direction of the mountains below. "This... should be to the east."

He paused, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"I've only heard about it from others, but I can't quite remember the exact location. However, at our current speed, I think we should be able to arrive in less than a day."

He hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Shen, are you really going to that demon's lair? Rumor has it that the demon king is likely also at the Qi Refining Realm, and has many demonic beasts under his command..."

Shen Yu was naturally aware of the power of the demonic beast.

The Daoist Yunhui was tragically killed by the Three-Tailed Rock Scorpion, a memory that still haunts him.

However, the purple-faced man who was relentlessly pursuing him was of unfathomable strength, and his sneak attack method failed.

Moreover, since he cannot use his superior Taoist techniques, he would probably find it difficult to defeat him with just talismans and artifacts.

If the Xuanqiong Pagoda were used, even if the purple-faced man, still in his prime, were to drain himself dry, he would absolutely not succeed.

After much deliberation, the only option left was to take this risky step and devise a plan to drive one tiger into swallowing another.

Ultimately, this idea was learned from Yu Yihu.

A strange feeling flashed through Shen Yu's mind, and he said in a deep voice, "I know what I'm doing."

He gently held the three-colored jade, and the warm, smooth touch calmed his heart.

With this treasure protecting you, you should be able to protect yourself even when facing a demon king at the Qi Refining Realm.

All he needs to do is lure the purple-faced man into fighting the demon king, and regardless of who wins or loses, he can reap the benefits.

If the purple-faced man wins by a narrow margin, he will surely be seriously injured. At that time, the success rate of activating the Xuanqiong Pagoda will be much higher. If he is defeated and killed by the Demon King, it will save him a lot of trouble.

With his mind made up, Shen Yu did not hesitate any longer. He changed his hand seals, and Luan Hua Ling drew an arc, turning its direction and speeding eastward.

The purple-faced man chasing closely behind saw this and his eyes flickered.

He immediately snorted coldly and stuck to their backs, refusing to let go.

Two streaks of light streaked across the sky one after the other, speeding toward that unknown and dangerous place.

The mountains below rushed past, and the clouds ahead thickened, revealing a deep valley that appeared and disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds, exuding a chilling aura.