Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

At this moment, the two stopped deep in an inconspicuous dense forest.

Before us was a steep mountain wall, covered with thick moss and vines.

Li Yuan pushed aside several clumps of dense bushes, revealing a narrow opening that could only be passed by one person bending over.

The cave entrance was deep and dark, exuding a cold, damp, and earthy smell.

"This is it." Li Yuan put away the map, his voice extremely low.

He turned to Chen Xu and said, "Brother Chen, you must stick close to me from now on, and don't make a single mistake."

Chen Xu's gaze swept over the narrow opening, and his divine sense quietly probed in, but was blocked by an invisible force.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing the truth: "This is... an illusion array?"

"Not bad!" A hint of appreciation flashed in Li Yuan's eyes.

"Brother Chen is indeed perceptive; this narrow cave is a natural illusion array."

"Only by passing through this formation can one enter the ruins of the First Saint Sect."

Li Yuan took a deep breath, took out a compass from his storage bag, and held it tightly in his hand: "Stay close to me, I have my own ways to find the way."

Chen Xu nodded silently, his spiritual energy flowing quietly within him. Several talismans were already tucked into his sleeve, ready to be activated at any time.

The moment Chen Xu entered the narrow cave entrance, his vision suddenly blurred, and when he refocused, Li Yuan was no longer in sight.

"Fellow Daoist Li?" Chen Xu called out softly, his voice echoing in the narrow passage, but he received no response.

Chen Xu's heart skipped a beat: "Could this illusion array... also have the ability to randomly teleport?"

He immediately extended his divine sense, but it could only barely cover an area of ​​about ten feet around him; beyond that, there was only a chaotic and blurry void.

"As expected, this won't work... The level of this illusion array is probably far beyond what we expected. This is troublesome..."

Chen Xu's heart sank, and his tone became solemn. He then took out the Hidden Bitter Sword and cautiously walked forward.

He had only taken a few steps when a voice rang out behind him without warning: "Chen Xu?"

Chen Xu felt a chill run down his spine and quickly turned around.

Suddenly, Li Yuan appeared behind him, looking at Chen Xu with a strange tone:

"Why are you going the wrong way? Hurry up and follow me."

At this moment, Li Yuan held a compass in his hand, and his appearance and demeanor were exactly the same as Chen Xu remembered.

Chen Xu remained expressionless, then suddenly asked, "How old am I?"

Li Yuan seemed taken aback for a moment, then blurted out, "Thirty years old? What's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu's lips curled into a slight smile: "As expected, it was the illusion array that caused this!"

How could Li Yuan know such a private matter as his own age so clearly?

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Xu flicked his wrist, and the Hidden Bitter Sword shot out without warning, aiming straight for Li Yuan's vitals.

"You..." Li Yuan's expression froze instantly, disbelief flashing in his eyes before slowly fading away.

Seeing this, Chen Xu stopped and continued cautiously along the narrow passage.

They hadn't gone far when the light and shadow flickered ahead, and another figure blocked their path.

This time, it was Qingling who appeared, her pretty face frosty, carrying a hint of coquettishness and worry:

"Senior brother! How did you end up in this dead end? Grandpa's looking for you! Come back with me!"

Chen Xu remained expressionless, not even bothering to ask questions. He thrust out the Hidden Bitter Sword once more, and the illusory Qingling cried out in surprise before vanishing like smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Tiezhu's hearty laughter rang out, and Lin Miaoyin's gentle figure appeared, even the indifferent face of his cheap master, Qing Yi, was faintly visible at the end of the passage...

Familiar faces appeared one after another, some calling out enthusiastically, some scolding him sternly, and some earnestly advising him to turn back from the wrong path.

Every time Chen Xu felt his mind was affected, he would bite his tongue sharply to force himself to wake up.

Strangely, however, no blood appeared at the corner of Chen Xu's mouth...

……

After an unknown amount of time, the darkness ahead finally came to an end, and a faint light began to penetrate.

Chen Xu quickened his pace, stepped out of the narrow cave entrance, and suddenly the view opened up before him.

However, the expected scene of ancient ruins did not appear; instead, what came into view was a desolate mountain landscape that looked somewhat familiar.

Is this... the outskirts of Sakiyama?

Chen Xu was puzzled, thinking that he had fallen under a deeper illusion.

He subconsciously extended his divine sense and found that the previous astringent feeling had disappeared and his divine sense had returned to normal.

How could the entrance to the ruins of the First Saint Sect lead to the outer perimeter of Qishan? Had I taken the wrong path...?

At that moment, two figures were locked in combat not far from the cave entrance, their spiritual energy swirling.

One of them was dressed in the attire of Moyun Valley and had a sinister face.

His hands were enveloped in a cloud of black mist, and his every move was ruthless, aimed directly at his opponent's vital points.

His opponent, on the other hand, wore a large black robe and had a silver mask covering his face.

Judging from her graceful figure, she should be a female cultivator.

Her movements were elusive, and she dodged the attacks of the Moyun Valley cultivators one after another.

Despite being at a disadvantage, they defended their position with considerable skill and composure.

Upon seeing Chen Xu emerge from the cave, the two abruptly distanced themselves, their wary gazes locked onto Chen Xu.

The cultivator from Moyun Valley frowned and spoke first, his voice carrying a questioning tone:

"Who exactly are you, fellow Daoist? And how did you come out of this cave?"

Although the female cultivator in black robes did not speak, she secretly adjusted her position, with one hand behind her back, as if preparing something.

Chen Xu coldly swept his gaze over the two of them, too lazy to answer.

The fact that these two are fighting here is probably also related to the ruins of the First Holy Sect.

Judging from the situation, these two are unlikely to let me leave easily. I might as well take care of them first and then make further plans...

Just as Chen Xu was secretly channeling his spiritual power, preparing for a thunderous strike, the cultivator from Moyun Valley said to the black-robed female cultivator:

"Lin Miaoyin, this person's background is suspicious, and things might get complicated. How about we join forces to capture her?"

"Lin Miaoyin?!" Upon hearing this, Chen Xu replaced the Hidden Bitter Sword in his hand with a dark longsword and glanced at the black-robed female cultivator in surprise.

Then his gaze sharpened, and the dark longsword in his hand suddenly unleashed a sword shadow of the "Thousand Swords Technique".

In an instant, it pierced through the brow of the cultivator from Moyun Valley.

"Uh...you...!"

The cultivator from Moyun Valley swayed, then fell straight backward, his soul and spirit annihilated.

The sword shadows in "Thousand Swords Technique" are formed by condensing spiritual power and divine consciousness.

Therefore, its power is also linked to the strength of one's spiritual consciousness.

With Chen Xu's overwhelming divine sense driving him, killing an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator in an instant was naturally no problem.

The sudden scene left Lin Miaoyin frozen in place, her eyes filled with horror.

The dark sword shadow was faster than she could imagine; she didn't even see how Chen Xu made his move.

Her gaze was fixed on Chen Xu as she slowly retreated.

But at that moment, Chen Xu sheathed his dark sword, looked at Lin Miaoyin, and slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist, you may take back the talisman on your back. I meant no harm."

Lin Miaoyin's gaze turned serious; she hadn't expected this person to have seen through her actions.

Recalling the speed of the sword shadow just now, she finally withdrew the talisman.