A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

A figure like a blazing red flame crashed down on the bewildered Mo Liancheng like a meteorite.

Jin Hong's resolute attitude slightly moved the head of the Mo family. As he watched the terrifying figure getting closer and closer, he turned his evil sword and unleashed a burst of blood-red sword energy.

With a swift upward thrust, Mo Liancheng swung his evil sword upwards, and a crimson sword light shaped like a full moon instantly collided with the golden sun-like blade in Jin Hong's hand.

The violent collision caused both of them to freeze for a moment. After only a brief standoff, Mo Liancheng launched a counterattack at an even faster speed.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and using the momentum of the sword, he slashed at Jin Hong again with great force.

The Soul-Devouring Evil Sword seemed to smell the blood mist rising from Jin Hong's body, becoming even more excited. The scarlet sword energy flowing on its blade seemed to come alive, faintly transforming into a gaping maw, ready to devour everything.

Jin Hong recklessly channeled his raging Golden Bamboo True Qi into the sharp blade in his hand, ignoring the crimson maw rushing towards him from above. He then used all his strength to stab straight at Mo Liancheng's heart, like a golden lightning bolt.

Mo Liancheng sensed something and, seeing the opponent's desperate fighting style, tried to pull the ancestral sword back, slightly changing its arc, and slashed at the golden lightning in a flash.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, both of their attacks deviated from their intended direction, and their figures passed each other in an instant.

Huff... Huff...

Jin Hong let out a heavy breathing, looking at Mo Liancheng who was so close to him with a hint of regret.

He was somewhat disappointed that he hadn't been able to achieve a decisive victory in one strike. For him, the best outcome would have been to exchange lives with his opponent.

pity......

Mo Liancheng stared at the madman in front of him with a gloomy expression. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been dragged to the underworld by him.

If the two were to fight normally, even if Jin Hong had improved his cultivation level through special means, there would still be a certain gap between him and Mo Liancheng.

Even at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, Mo Liancheng is not a Grandmaster. After being injured, he can still rely on the characteristics of the Devouring Spirit Evil Sword to exert some of the combat power of a Grandmaster, which is something that Jin Hong cannot defeat at this moment.

Therefore, Jin Hong chose this life-or-death fighting style. Although there was a difference in their strength, it was not a huge one. Mo Liancheng could not completely suppress Jin Hong.

To kill Jin Hong, Mo Liancheng must exert all his strength, but doing so would leave him vulnerable to a desperate counterattack.

Jin Hong's playing style was truly giving Mo Liancheng a headache.

Jin Haiming, who was in the distance, breathed a slight sigh of relief after seeing that Jin Hong had successfully held off his opponent, but he couldn't help but worry about the latter's current condition.

Jin Hong's self-destructive cultivation advancement has already caused irreversible damage to his body. If he exhausts all the true energy he forcibly transferred into his body, he will immediately become a cripple with no true energy left due to the shattering of all his meridians.

He had to find a way to turn the tide of the battle as soon as possible. Jin Haiming turned to a member of the Jin clan beside him and gave the order.

"Go to the clan chief's residence immediately and bring him back at all costs, or the Jin clan will be finished!"

Watching the Jin clan members disappear from sight, Jin Haiming once again focused his attention on the gray-robed cultivator, hoping to find a breakthrough from him.

......

The Jin clansmen sent by Jin Haiming knew the situation was urgent. They channeled their inner energy into their feet and used their lightness skills to quickly rush towards Jin Jingtian's residence.

Although this person's martial arts cultivation was far from reaching the level of a first-class martial artist, it was not far from the level of an entry-level martial artist. His lightness skill was also exceptionally swift.

At this moment, Jin Yuan was in complete chaos, with women, children, and the elderly all gathered together, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the battle outside.

Upon seeing someone rushing in from outside, the crowd immediately erupted into chaos. A young member of the Jin clan, recognizing the newcomer as a clan guard, immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Where are you going? How's the fighting outside?"

"Reporting to Young Master Tingyue, the current battle situation is extremely unfavorable for our clan. The Grand Elder has ordered me to immediately find the clan leader!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Tingyue and the people behind him turned pale with fright, and some women and children even burst into tears on the spot.

Before Jin Tingyue could ask any further questions, the guard hurriedly took his leave and headed straight for Jin Jingtian's residence.

After passing through several small gardens, the man finally arrived at Jin Jingtian's courtyard.

Just as he was about to step into the courtyard, a gentle breeze blew in his face. Before he could think, he felt dizzy, and the flowers, trees, pavilions and towers around him all began to sway and shake. A headless figure flashed before his eyes, blood spurted high into the air, and then everything went black. He lost consciousness.

Liu Feng stood on the highest pavilion in the courtyard, glanced coldly at the Jin Clan guard whose body had been dismembered, smirked slightly, and then looked away without giving it another glance.

The Golden Clan guard had been spotted by Liu Feng, who was hiding in the pavilion, when he was dozens of feet away. In order not to let him interfere with his plans, he had already prepared a wind blade technique in his hand, waiting to kill him when he got close.

It must be said that the Wind Blade Technique is truly the best choice for sneak attacks and killings. It is silent, sharp, and incomparably convenient for dealing with mortals who have no divine consciousness.

Liu Feng nodded thoughtfully, his face calm, as if the person he had just beheaded was not a human being, but some chicken, duck, pig, or dog.

Just now, after he and his master, Tongxin Daoren, left the summit, they began their respective actions.

While secretly waiting for Jin Jingtian to retreat to Jinyuan, Liu Feng did not immediately follow him, but quietly sensed another figure that was bound to appear.

Sure enough, not long after, under his continued subtle sensing, a silent figure, like a shadow, followed Jin Jingtian from afar, making its way into the depths of Jin Garden.

Based on the analysis of Liu Feng and Tongxin Daoren, this cultivator, whom they had never met before, should actually be at the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage, and definitely not at the fifth level.

Therefore, after calculating the maximum range that it could perceive, Liu Feng also transformed into a black shadow and followed it from a distance.

With his cultivation at the fifth level of Qi Refining, his range of perception was naturally farther than that of the person in front, allowing him to follow behind without being detected.

Even so, Liu Feng kept a safe distance from the cultivators ahead, fearing that he might be spotted and alert them, thus ruining their great opportunity.

He followed them all the way here. When Liu Feng saw that the two were no longer moving forward, he secretly hid here and began to eavesdrop on their conversation.

After about half an incense stick's time, Liu Feng finally opened his eyes, turned his head to look in one direction, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

The show is about to begin...