Primordial Treasure Mirror

The newcomer was a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator from the Blood God Sect.

He landed in a messy, empty field.

His gaze swept over the traces left by the battle around him, and then he saw the pool of white ashes on the ground.

He couldn't help but slowly shake his head:

"They managed to chase themselves to death even after trying to kill a menial disciple. The cultivators of Hundred Soul Valley are indeed all useless, only good at relying on the Soul Banner."

This person was completely indifferent to the deaths of the demonic cultivators from Hundred Soul Valley, and even showed disdain in his tone.

Although the Blood God Sect has now joined forces with the Hundred Souls Valley, they were actually enemies before being driven out of Yangzhou by the Tai Xuan Mansion.

Therefore, they have always been in a state of outward harmony but inward discord.

They were forced to stand together for some reason.

The Blood God Sect demonic cultivator casually waved his hand, collecting the ashes on the ground. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction Su Yang had fled, his mind starting to race.

He stroked his chin, a look of interest in his eyes:

"How could a mere servant of the Qingyang Sect manage to kill a Hundred Souls Valley cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining?"

"Even if the cultivators of Hundred Soul Valley are useless, they still have Soul Banners in their hands. If they can kill him, then that little servant must have some secret."

"I wonder if they're hiding their strength, or if they're using magical artifacts or pills. If we could catch them and interrogate them, we might be able to extract some good stuff."

The Blood God Sect demonic cultivator prepared to follow the aura, but just as he took to the air, he stopped.

"That little servant must be fast. Now that he's caused such a commotion on Qingyang Sect's territory, I'm sure a powerful figure will arrive soon to check on the situation."

"By then, I will at least be a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so I can't stay here for long."

He exhaled, a hint of resentment in his eyes, and looked in the direction Su Yang had fled.

"Consider yourself lucky. I'll come looking for you again if I have the chance in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood God Sect demonic cultivator no longer hesitated and his figure blurred.

It transformed into a streak of blood-red light and disappeared into the horizon.

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the other side.

Su Yang ran wildly, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The spiritual energy within the dantian was constantly being depleted.

He pushed the Feather Transformation Lightness Technique and Wind Spirit Technique to their limits.

Now his speed is several times faster than that of an ordinary Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator.

It seems that only by using a flying artifact can one catch up with his speed.

But even so.

Su Yang dared not relax for a moment.

Those demonic cultivators weren't just cultivators at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

His speed was naturally much faster than that of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining, and even comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

However, if he encounters a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining or even the Qi Refining Perfection stage, his speed becomes too slow.

Although Su Yang didn't think he would attract cultivators above the seventh level of Qi Refining, he still had to be careful.

What if?

If some demonic cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining were to suddenly decide to chase him, and he were too slow to escape, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"We can't stop now; we need to find a place to hide."

Su Yang gritted his teeth, feeling his spiritual energy being consumed little by little.

Although his spiritual energy quality is high, he is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and his total spiritual energy is limited.

Currently, fully activating two spells is quite taxing.

They ran for another hour or so.

Su Yang's spiritual energy has been depleted by more than 70%.

But he still didn't slow down.

However, Su Yang relaxed a little at this moment.

Because he noticed signs of human habitation nearby.

"There should be a place where mortals live ahead, perhaps even a city. If that's the case, as long as I hide inside, those demonic cultivators probably won't dare to chase me anymore. Even if they do, they might not be able to find me."

Thinking this, Su Yang didn't stop walking at all.

along the way.

He could occasionally see a few fields of farmland and some scattered ordinary people living there.

Another half hour passed.

Suddenly, the view ahead opened up.

A gray, drab city appeared in Su Yang's eyes.

The city wall wasn't very high, only about three or four zhang (approximately 10-12 meters).

There were quite a few people.

People came and went at the city gate, all sorts of people, exuding a strong sense of everyday life.

Su Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

"As expected, there is a city."

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately felt much more relaxed.

Su Yang took a deep breath, slowed down, and activated the Concealing God Technique to suppress his aura to be indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person.

"I need to change my clothes and my appearance."

Su Yang used a disguise spell to adjust his face and body shape, turning into a thin, sallow-faced young man.

He then took out an ordinary piece of clothing from his storage bag. After putting it on, he looked completely unremarkable. If he were thrown into a crowd, no one would give him a second glance.

After using the Circular Light Technique to check himself and confirming that there were no flaws, he blended into the flow of people entering the city.

The city was quite prosperous, and the guards on duty had a casual look in their eyes, sweeping around at the crowds coming and going while chatting amongst themselves.

Su Yang entered the city smoothly, which made him feel more at ease.

The city was much more lively than the area outside the city.

The streets are lined with shops and have a large flow of people.

The sounds of hawking, shouting, and even arguing were incessant.

Several children chased and played as they ran past Su Yang.

Su Yang was walking down the street, looking at the scene before him, when he suddenly became lost in thought.

"It's been a long time since I've seen so many mortals."

He couldn't help but think of it, and at the same time, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welled up inside him.

Before joining the Qingyang Sect, he was just one of these mortals.

Perhaps his family is better off, and he doesn't have to work from sunrise to sunset like ordinary people, struggling to make ends meet.

But they are also just ordinary people, only thinking about living a peaceful and stable life.

But now?

Su Yang had already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, had seen countless cultivators, personally killed several people, become an alchemist, and even escaped death from the pursuit of demonic cultivators.

"It's only been a few months, but it feels like it's been longer than the previous ten years or so."

Su Yang slowly shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and stopped thinking about it.

The most important thing right now is to find a place to hide and recover my spiritual power.

Now his spiritual power is less than 10%, and if he encounters danger again, he may not even have the ability to resist.

Su Yang wandered around the city for a while and finally found a secluded, dilapidated house.

The house was locked, sealed with tape, and overgrown with weeds, clearly indicating that it had been an empty house for a long time.

This place is exactly what Su Yang wanted.

He slipped in silently, without even entering the house, and found an open space in the yard.

After cleaning, he took out a futon from his storage bag, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate the Primordial Azure Yang Technique to restore his spiritual power.

The experience of regaining spiritual power in the mortal realm is completely different from that in the sect.

In places without spiritual veins, the concentration of spiritual energy is pitifully low.

Su Yang can recover his spiritual power in the sect in at most an hour.

However, he estimated that it would take at least a whole day to get here.

Su Yang didn't have that much time to waste.

He had no choice but to take out the spirit stone from his storage bag, hold it in his hand, and absorb the spiritual energy from the spirit stone to restore his spiritual power.