Chapter 63

Almost at the instant the soul-snatching nail pierced Yan Ziguo’s brow, black frost rapidly spread out from his brow, covering his entire body in a blink. With a bang, his body split into four pieces, turning into a large amount of black ice flesh chunks that scattered around. As Yan Ziguo’s eyes opened, his pupils congealed, and a look of bewilderment appeared on his face, his body directly disintegrated.

Killing Yan Ziguo was because Meng Hao had initially let him go, but today, he reappeared, clearly bringing people to surround him. Therefore, when Meng Hao made his move, he killed Yan Ziguo first.

Having stepped into the cultivation world for more than a year, Meng Hao was well aware of the law of the jungle. If he didn’t act, it was fine, but once he did, he must not show the slightest mercy, or he would be the one to die.

This sudden scene immediately caused the faces of the surrounding Fenghan Sect disciples to change drastically. They were all terrified, but this was not the time for fear. The three fog beasts from within Meng Hao’s scroll roared ferociously and pounced.

These three fog beasts looked ferocious, and their roars brought a vast pressure. From a distance, they looked like three dense black mists, rushing straight toward the crowd. In an instant, they clashed with the cultivators.

A rumbling sound echoed. Liu Senior Brother, at the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, his face changed, and he raised his right hand, waving it forward. Immediately, a red banner appeared in front of him. The banner unfurled, and flames erupted, covering an area of over ten zhang, rushing straight toward the three fog beasts.

At this moment, Meng Hao did not hesitate. His body sank rapidly, not approaching the flustered cultivators, but rushing toward the woman below who was maintaining the formation, holding a water-blue pearl in her hands.

The woman’s face changed, showing signs of tension, and she quickly retreated. However, Meng Hao was faster. In a blink, he raised his right hand and waved it, causing the woman to spit out a mouthful of blood. Her body was suddenly swept up, and in her panic, she quickly released the pearl, allowing it to fly out.

Although the woman was still beautiful, since she stood here, she was Meng Hao’s enemy. Meng Hao coldly glanced at her, raised his right hand, and grabbed the air. Immediately, the pearl flew straight toward Meng Hao, landing in his hand.

Almost at the instant the pearl touched Meng Hao, a rumbling sound suddenly echoed. The three fog beasts shattered and collapsed, and Liu Senior Brother’s flames penetrated, enveloping Meng Hao in a vast expanse.

“You have quite a few treasures, but you killed people from the Fenghan Sect. You are dead today!” Liu Senior Brother’s face was grim. The disciples behind him were all in a sorry state, but that was secondary. Yan Ziguo’s death would make it difficult for him to explain to the sect. At this moment, he did not hide his murderous intent toward Meng Hao.

Meng Hao said nothing. Almost at the instant the flames fell, he slapped his storage bag, and a large black net appeared. With a flick, the net rushed toward the sky, instantly piercing through the flames, which immediately extinguished. The black net grew larger, rushing straight toward Liu Senior Brother.

Liu Senior Brother’s face changed. He raised his right hand, and a jade slip appeared in his hand. He crushed it, and his body instantly became blurry, narrowly avoiding the net. However, two of the people behind him were directly trapped by the black net, which tightened, preventing them from struggling. The black net seemed to carry a burning force, burning their clothes and causing their skin to split, as if they were about to be torn apart!

A惨叫声 instantly echoed, and this scene made the other Fenghan Sect disciples pale, showing horror and fear. Even Liu Senior Brother’s eyes widened in anger. He never expected Meng Hao to have such a magical treasure.

Almost at the instant this scene occurred, Meng Hao squeezed the pearl in his right hand, and it shattered with a bang. The surrounding sealing formation immediately trembled and began to dissipate. At the same time, Meng Hao pointed at the treasure fan below him with his left hand, and the silver spear was retracted. The fan hummed and separated into sixteen feathers, surrounding Meng Hao and carrying him out, heading straight for the gap in the dissipating formation.

“Don’t think you can escape!” Liu Senior Brother slapped his brow, and a sword light shot out of his mouth. It was a small, crystal-clear flying sword, no larger than a pinky finger. As soon as it appeared, the sword light soared, and in a flash, several sword beams appeared, rushing straight after Meng Hao.

Meng Hao’s speed was extremely fast, and just as he was about to break through, he waved his right hand behind him. The black net roared, and the two cultivators inside were instantly torn apart. Black light flashed, and their storage bags were swept up, returning to Meng Hao’s sleeve in an instant.

At this moment, the sword beams from Liu Senior Brother’s crystal sword had caught up to Meng Hao. As they pierced through, Meng Hao immediately felt a strong sense of danger. The power of the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation was not something Meng Hao could resist, especially with the sharpness of the sword beams. Meng Hao’s eyes flashed, and the sixteen feathers below him curled up, transforming into sixteen sword lights, rushing straight toward Liu Senior Brother’s crystal sword.

A rumbling sound echoed, and eight of the sixteen feathers shattered, causing the crystal sword to recoil. The remaining feathers returned to Meng Hao’s side, re-forming the treasure fan, but his speed was clearly slower.

“With fewer feathers on the fan, your speed is not enough!” Liu Senior Brother sneered, but as soon as his words were out, he widened his eyes, seeing Meng Hao slap his storage bag, and eight identical feathers flew out, instantly completing the treasure fan, which transformed into a rainbow, carrying Meng Hao far away.

“Damn!” Liu Senior Brother’s eyes were filled with killing intent, and his body flickered as he pursued. The few remaining people behind him, seeing Liu Senior Brother chasing, had no choice but to follow, gritting their teeth and taking out their magical treasures, running after him on the ground.

Only the woman, whose cultivation was insufficient, hesitated and stopped, no longer pursuing.

Meng Hao stood on the fan, his expression grim. The death aura on his body was still dispersing. He immediately took out the storage bags of the two cultivators swept up by the black net, opened them, and scanned the contents. Some of the magical treasures did not catch his eye, and the pills were not as good as his, but the two storage bags contained a total of three white pearls, which were what Meng Hao needed.

He immediately took one out, and as soon as he did, the death aura on his body immediately fused into it. In just a dozen breaths, the pearl turned black and stopped absorbing the death aura.

Meng Hao frowned, looking at the pearl in his hand, but soon relaxed.

“At this moment, I cannot duplicate it. Once I shake off these people, I will duplicate enough pearls to temporarily solve the problem of the death aura guiding them.” Meng Hao glanced back, and behind him, the wind and thunder rolled, and the crystal light spread. Liu Senior Brother of the Fenghan Sect was sliding in pursuit, and three figures on the ground were also desperately chasing.

“Those three are not a problem; killing them is not difficult, but Liu’s cultivation has reached the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, and he has many magical treasures. He didn’t use any spells in the quick battle earlier, but if we get entangled, it will be difficult to fight…” Meng Hao pondered for a moment, a cold smile appearing on his lips. He was certain that even at the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, Liu Senior Brother did not have as many pills as he did. Dragging him out would be enough to exhaust him.

Meng Hao made up his mind, slapped his storage bag, and took out three Earth Spirit Pills, swallowing them, feeling a bit of pain.

“Wasting eight duplicated feathers, and now wasting pills, every battle is like this. In the long run, the more I fight, the poorer I become. And I didn’t take Yan Ziguo’s storage bag in the rush to leave. I must pay more attention to this in the future.” Meng Hao felt a bit depressed, but as the Earth Spirit Pills melted, his spiritual energy surged, and his speed increased.

Time slowly passed, and it was soon dusk. Meng Hao continued to rush, sometimes flying on the treasure fan, sometimes running on the ground. Behind him, Liu Senior Brother sneered continuously. His cultivation had reached the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, and he was much more profound than Meng Hao. Although his flying sword was slower than Meng Hao’s treasure fan when carrying a person, he was still confident.

As for the three Fenghan Sect disciples behind him, who were now far behind, they were complaining bitterly. They did not dare to give up, fearing that if they left, they would displease Liu Senior Brother.

Just as dusk was about to fade, Meng Hao’s expression suddenly changed. The death aura on his body began to sway, drifting toward the distance. Meng Hao’s heart stirred, and he looked in that direction. He saw a rainbow streaking through the sky, and on the ground, over a dozen figures were running toward him.

Inside the rainbow were two people, two young men in their mid-twenties, both at the Eighth Layer of Qi Condensation. They were standing on a half-zhang-long emerald flute, their eyes like lightning, especially the one in a red robe, whose cultivation was just a thread away from breaking through to the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation.

Among the dozen figures on the ground, one was Sun Hua, holding a pearl that was absorbing the death aura.

“Meng Hao, you are indeed still in the State of Zhao!” Sun Hua immediately saw Meng Hao and laughed, his eyes filled with greed.

“Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Xu, this is Meng Hao. He has the supreme treasure of Patriarch Reliance, which once attracted the attention of the Purple Luck Sect. This person is cunning and has offended the Purple Luck Sect, but fortunately, the supreme treasure was not exchanged!” Sun Hua quickly spoke, his heart pounding. He was very clear about what magical treasures Meng Hao had, and the scene from that day made him dream of obtaining them.

Fortunately, a few days ago, he met Sister Han of the Fenghan Sect. While they were intimate, she let slip some information, and after much coaxing, he finally learned about Meng Hao’s whereabouts. He quickly found his sect seniors and used the death aura-absorbing pearl to locate Meng Hao.

The moment they appeared, they immediately saw the rolling wind and thunder behind Meng Hao, and Liu Senior Brother’s face filled with killing intent. Their expressions all changed.

Sun Hua’s eyes flickered, and the two figures in the air, Zhou and Xu, coldly snorted, immediately trying to block Meng Hao. As they pinched their seals, the flute beneath their feet suddenly emitted a whistling sound, sending out a sinister feeling. In an instant, mist began to pour out of the flute’s holes, forming a large hand that rushed straight toward Meng Hao, grabbing at him.

“Get lost!” Meng Hao’s eyes flashed, and he roared, raising his right hand and waving it forward. Immediately, a fire python about eight to nine zhang in size appeared, carrying intense heat, rushing straight toward the large hand.

Immediately after, Meng Hao flicked his right hand, and two wooden swords instantly flew out, their light shining like the fangs of the fire python, rushing straight toward the large hand.