Immortality and cultivation: Heaven rewards diligence, and success is inevitable.

Jin Bufan's sword light slashed down from the front.

The dark golden sword light carried a corrosive demonic aura; the sword energy arrived before the sword itself.

Jiang Shi turned to the side, and the sword light grazed his shoulder, striking the stone pillar behind him.

The stone pillar was instantly severed in half, the broken edge charred black, and fragments of stone scattered everywhere.

Feng Yiran also attacked from the side, his sword light piercing towards Jin Bufan's ribs.

However, unlike Jin Bufan's sword light which was full of demonic energy, Feng Yiran's sword light was sharp, righteous, and infused with the essence of metal.

Jin Bufan didn't turn around. He struck out with his left hand, and black demonic energy condensed into a small shield in his palm, blocking the sword light.

The sword light struck the shield, producing a harsh scraping sound, but only penetrated half an inch.

The spirit beast from Shui Lingxi pounced from behind, its frost power condensing in its mouth, and bit down on the back of Jin Bufan's neck.

Jin Bufan ducked to avoid it, but the spirit beast bit his shoulder.

The power of frost seeped into his teeth, and Jin Bufan's right shoulder began to freeze.

Jin Bufan's face turned ugly, and a black light flashed in his eyes as he slammed into the spirit beast.

The spirit beast was sent flying, crashing into the wall with a miserable cry.

Shui Lingxi rushed over and picked up the spirit beast. Blood was flowing from the corner of its mouth, but its eyes were still bright, and it was not seriously injured.

Huo Lie no longer held back, using a secret technique to recover seventy percent of his strength. He conjured up streaks of fire magic from a distance and hurled them at Jin Bufan's face.

Jin Bufan blocked with the blade of his sword, and the flame magic exploded on the sword surface, scattering flames everywhere.

Surrounded by four men, Jin Bufan did not retreat an inch. It wasn't that he didn't want to retreat, but at this point, if he retreated, he would die!

The effects of the Demon Essence Pill are igniting.

His true essence flowed out of his body like a flood bursting its banks.

Dark golden sword energy wove a net around him, blocking all four people's attacks.

None of the four were a match for him!

But he couldn't hold on for long.

Jiang Shi could tell that Jin Bufan's each sword swing was slightly slower than the last.

Each movement was a moment later than the last. The Demon Essence Pill was giving him power, but it was also draining his life force.

His face was covered with black blood vessels, like a shattered porcelain mask.

Jin Bufan sensed the decline of his life force. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He stopped defending and lunged at Jiang Shi.

He knew that as long as Jiang Shi was killed, the remaining three would be leaderless and unable to stop him.

The dark golden sword light transformed into a long rainbow, heading straight for Jiang Shi's chest.

He used all his strength in this sword strike, and the cracks on the blade were completely filled with demonic energy, causing the blade to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

Jiang Shi did not back down when facing Jin Bufan.

The white-clad woman, transformed from the Mountain and Sea Flag, reappeared.

With a wave of her sleeve, the power of mountains and seas condensed into the phantom of a mountain peak, blocking Jiang Shi's path.

The sword light struck the mountain peak, causing the mountain's illusory image to shake violently, and cracks spread outwards from the sword mark.

The woman in white frowned slightly and increased her output of true energy.

The illusory mountain peak held steady for a moment before collapsing.

The sword light pierced through the mountain peak and continued flying towards Jiang Shi.

Its power has been reduced by more than half, but what remains is still deadly enough.

Jiang Shi crossed his arms in front of him, and earth-elemental true energy condensed into armor on his arms.

The sword light struck his arms, shattering his armor and cutting into his flesh.

Blood splattered out and dripped onto the ground.

Jiang Shi was knocked back five steps, with a half-foot-long wound on each of his arms, deep enough to expose the bone.

Jin Bufan gave him no chance to catch his breath; the second sword strike had already arrived.

Feng Yiran rushed up from the side and blocked Jin Bufan's sword with his own.

The two swords clashed, sparks flew, and Feng Yiran was thrown back, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Jin Bufan ignored him and charged at Jiang Shi again.

This time he didn't use his sword, but instead struck Jiang Shi's chest with his palm.

A ball of black demonic energy condensed in his palm, emanating a putrid stench.

If this palm strike lands solidly, the demonic energy will invade the meridians and corrode the dantian.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Shi planted the Canglan Sword in the ground, made hand seals, and the five-colored golden pills spun wildly.

The five elements of gold, cyan, blue, red, and brown surged within the body, converging along the meridians to the chest.

Jin Bufan slapped Jiang Shi in the chest.

At the same instant, Jiang Shi's chest emitted five-colored light.

The Five Elements Wheel flew out from Jiang Shi's dantian and blocked the space between Jiang Shi's chest and the golden palm.

The wheel spins, and five-colored light flows, peeling away the demonic energy layer by layer.

Jin Bufan placed his palm on the roulette wheel, and the black demonic energy and five-colored light canceled each other out, making a sizzling sound, like water being poured on red-hot iron.

Jin Bufan's expression changed.

"The Five Elements Roulette...has it already recognized a master?"

Jiang Shi did not answer. He reached out and grasped Jin Bufan's wrist.

Geng Metal Divine Light.

Golden light emanated from his palm and spread upwards along Jin Bufan's wrist.

Jin Bufan's arm was pierced by golden light, and a line of blood exploded from his wrist to his elbow.

His right hand fell down, and he could no longer lift the hand that held the sword.

Jin Bufan took three steps back.

He looked down at his right hand.

His hand was still there, but he could no longer exert any force. Golden sword energy surged wildly through his meridians, obstructing the flow of his true essence.

He looked down at his right hand.

His hand was still there, but he could no longer exert any force. Golden sword energy surged wildly through his meridians, obstructing the flow of his true essence.

His right arm hung limply at his side like a dead snake, motionless.

With a flick of his left hand, the sword on the ground flew into his hand.

The runes on the sword had mostly darkened, and there were more cracks than before.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his left hand moving slower than his right, but that didn't stop him from swinging.

"I can still fight! I haven't lost yet!"

Jin Bufan rushed forward, his left-hand sword not as fast as his right, but it was more ruthless.

Every sword strike is a suicidal attack; there is no defense, only offense, with each strike aimed directly at a vital point.

Feng Yiran rushed forward again, blocked a sword strike, and was knocked back.

The spirit beast of Shui Lingxi pounced on it, but he slapped it away with his left hand.

A raging fireball struck him, but he didn't even flinch, letting the flames burn his clothes as he continued towards Jiang Shichong.

Jiang Shi stood still, waiting for Jin Bufan to rush in front of him.

A golden ray of light shot out from Jiang Shi's mouth, fast and thin, like a needle.

Jin Bufan didn't have time to dodge; the light pierced through his left shoulder.

The sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Jin Bufan's arms are both useless.

He stood in front of Jiang Shi, his arms hanging at his sides, blood flowing from the wounds on his shoulders and arms, dripping onto the ground.

His face was covered in black blood vessels, and the dark red light in his eyes had begun to dim.

The effects of the Demon Essence Pill are waning.

He could feel his strength draining away, faster than when it came, like the receding tide.

The golden core in his dantian was shrinking, and his true essence was dissipating. His cultivation level plummeted from the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core realm, through the mid-stage Golden Core realm, the early-stage Golden Core realm, and finally the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm…

"Half an hour has passed," Jiang Shi said.

Jin Bufan looked at him without saying a word.

There was no anger or resentment in his eyes, only a look of extreme weariness.

"To die before the legacy... is a worthy death."

Jiang Shi remained silent for a moment, then pulled the Canglan Sword out of the ground.