Chapter 65

As the wooden sword clashed with the arrow, it emitted a humming sound and was pushed back by the force of the arrow, striking Meng Hao's chest and causing him to spit out blood once again. His body instantly recoiled, but fortunately, the arrow had also lost all its strength and turned to ashes in mid-air.

As Meng Hao's body retreated, he slapped his storage bag with his right hand and immediately took out a large number of pills, swallowing them forcefully. He didn't have many Earth Spirit Pills, so he had started taking Demon Pills. His eyes were already red, and his injuries were extremely severe, perhaps the worst he had ever experienced since becoming a cultivator.

Fortunately, the wooden sword was a treasure and showed no signs of damage. The previous retreat was due to Meng Hao's insufficient cultivation, which prevented him from controlling it. Otherwise, the arrow would not have had the资格 to make the wooden sword retreat even an inch.

At this moment, Meng Hao's entire body was in pain, and his mind was somewhat unclear. However, his resilient character and a glimmer of survival instinct made him bite his tongue, using the pain to regain his senses. With a pale face, he suddenly looked up and saw a young man in white, standing on a large green leaf, approaching from the horizon.

The young man had a calm expression and cold eyes, without any hint of arrogance. However, anyone who saw him would feel a sense of his lofty status.

He was at the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, but he looked to be only about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. This scene made Liu Daoyun, who was also at the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, narrow his eyes.

"At such a young age... This person must be a genius of a major sect!" Liu Daoyun immediately made a judgment.

"White clothes..." Meng Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the young man in white.

"Ding Xin of the Purple Destiny Sect, acting on my master's orders, I have come to take your life," Ding Xin said calmly. He had been ordered to find Meng Hao in the Zhao Kingdom and had spent several months searching. Today, he finally discovered Meng Hao's location using his own methods. He had been observing for a while and had not acted immediately.

He was completely different from Qianshui Hen, Lü Song, and others. As an inner sect disciple, he frequently went on missions for the sect and was one of the secondary geniuses of the Purple Destiny Sect, destined to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. Once he reached that stage, he would truly be a genius, and his current missions were just for experience.

In terms of experience, he far surpassed Qianshui Hen and others. In the Southern Domain, he had gained some fame over the past few years. He was cold and ruthless, and while he would consider the sect's reputation in the Southern Domain, he acted freely in the small Zhao Kingdom.

Earlier, he had seen Meng Hao in danger and shot an arrow, but he hadn't expected Meng Hao to survive.

Meng Hao's face was extremely grim. Today, three groups of people had appeared: two at the Eighth Layer of Qi Condensation and two at the Ninth Layer. With his cultivation, he couldn't resist them, and his injuries made the situation even more critical.

Seeing Ding Xin approaching, Liu Daoyun's eyes flashed, and he hesitated for a moment but then showed determination. He wouldn't give up today.

Zhou and Xu of the Curved Water Sect were even more hesitant. If it had only been Liu Daoyun, they might have persisted, but with the appearance of someone from the Purple Destiny Sect, they were uncertain.

A faint light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. He slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and five more feathers flew out, forming a nine-feathered treasure fan with the four feathers under his feet. As he took a step, the fan immediately flew out, carrying him away at high speed.

Ding Xin remained calm, flicked his sleeve, and the large leaf beneath his feet shimmered, chasing after Meng Hao instantly. Liu Daoyun followed, and Zhou and Xu of the Curved Water Sect gritted their teeth and pursued as well.

Sun Hua, who was not fast enough, was already on the ground but was unwilling to give up and hurriedly chased after them.

The three groups moved at incredible speeds. Meng Hao swallowed another Demon Pill, but the coldness in his body was still severe, and his wounds, some of which had been pierced by sword qi, were still bleeding.

However, he gritted his teeth and circulated his spiritual energy. After slapping his storage bag, a silver light flashed in his hand—it was the silver spear!

As soon as it appeared, Liu Daoyun's eyes narrowed, and his steps slowed. Even Ding Xin's eyes flickered, and although Zhou and Xu of the Curved Water Sect had never seen the silver spear before, Sun Hua, who was running on the ground, immediately shouted.

"It's this spear! This is the treasure bestowed by the Mountain Support Ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou and Xu's speed slowed, but their eyes shone with intense light.

"You all came for this spear. Fine, if so, this treasure, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy and is difficult to use to its full potential before the Foundation Establishment stage, can be taken by whoever has the ability!" Meng Hao's face twisted in pain, and he looked heartbroken. As if determined to save his life, he suddenly threw the silver spear far away.

His spiritual energy was concentrated in his arm, and with a flick, the silver spear hummed and transformed into a silver rainbow, flying away at incredible speed.

As it flew, the spear flashed, and the sunlight reflected off it, blinding the eyes and drawing everyone's attention.

Without hesitation, Meng Hao, after throwing the spear, activated the treasure fan and transformed into a rainbow, fleeing at high speed.

The direction in which the spear was thrown, whether intentionally or not, was straight toward the three disciples of the Cold Wind Sect who had just caught up. They were momentarily stunned when they saw the silver spear flying toward them.

Sun Hua's eyes were red, and he roared, changing direction and running quickly toward the spear, his face filled with murderous intent. As he ran, he slapped his storage bag, and a sword light flew out, indicating that he would kill anyone who tried to take the spear from him.

Behind him, over a dozen disciples of the Curved Water Sect also used all their strength to run.

Liu Daoyun's face changed. He was hesitant about the authenticity of the silver spear. Without reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, he couldn't generate a spiritual sense and couldn't see through it. However, the situation was fifty-fifty, and he couldn't let the disciples of the Curved Water Sect attack his fellow disciples in front of him.

Otherwise, if this news spread, he would face severe punishment upon returning to the sect.

Moreover, if the spear was real... If he let this opportunity slip, he would also face severe punishment upon returning to the sect. It seemed all his options were blocked, and he gritted his teeth.

"Damn it!" Liu Daoyun stomped his foot, gave up on pursuing Meng Hao, and headed toward where the spear was flying. Zhou and Xu, who were also hesitant, saw the spear flying there and Sun Hua and their fellow disciples rushing over. They immediately made a decision and headed toward the spear.

Only Ding Xin of the Purple Destiny Sect, whose eyes flickered, hesitated for a moment but quickly made a decision. His mission was to kill Meng Hao, and he didn't care whether the treasure was real or not. With a cold laugh, his eyes flashed, and the large leaf beneath his feet transformed into a rainbow, carrying him in pursuit of Meng Hao.

The two, one fleeing and one pursuing, quickly disappeared in the distance.

As for Liu Daoyun, he was now moving quickly toward the silver spear. Just as he was about to reach it, a low roar came from behind him.

"Thunder Spirit!"

As the voice echoed, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above Liu Daoyun, and thunder rumbled. A bolt of lightning descended, heading straight for Liu Daoyun.

Liu Daoyun's face was grim. He raised his right hand and swung it, releasing a cold aura that rushed toward the lightning. The thunder dissipated with a boom, and the cold aura instantly entered the thunderclouds, causing them to rumble as if they were about to disperse.

"Thunder Spirit, explode!" If it had been a normal time, Zhou and Xu wouldn't have done this, but with the silver spear right there and their sect clearly having the upper hand on the ground, they couldn't let Liu Daoyun pass. They roared in unison, using all their strength, even more than when they were pursuing Meng Hao.

A loud boom echoed, and the thunderclouds exploded, sending shockwaves in all directions. Zhou and Xu spat out blood and were also affected by the backlash. Liu Daoyun was in a sorry state, with crystal light shining in front of him, but blood still trickled from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the silver spear landed on the ground, piercing it. The disciples of the Cold Wind Sect were about to grab it but were forced back by a flying sword. Sun Hua, with a fierce expression, approached, and the disciples of the Curved Water Sect behind him had murderous looks as they rushed over.

"This treasure belongs to the Curved Water Sect!" Sun Hua was excited. If he was the first to grab the treasure, although it wouldn't belong to him, the sect would reward him, and he might even break through to the Eighth Layer!

As he approached, he raised his right hand to grab the spear, but the three disciples of the Cold Wind Sect roared in anger. However, they were surrounded by over a dozen people and were injured, watching helplessly as the treasure silver spear, which had flown toward them, was about to be taken by the Curved Water Sect.

"Bold!" Liu Daoyun turned his head and roared at the ground. His voice echoed, and he ignored the approaching Zhou and Xu, pointing at Sun Hua, who was nearby. The Cold Wind Finger appeared instantly, moving like lightning toward Sun Hua.

With Sun Hua's cultivation, he couldn't dodge. His face changed, and he showed a fierce expression. He knew his only chance of survival was the treasure. Without hesitation, as the Cold Wind Finger approached, he grabbed the silver spear, held it, and swung it backward.

"Break it!"

As the words echoed, Sun Hua, holding the silver spear, made Liu Daoyun's eyes narrow and Zhou and Xu's breathing stop as they watched.

The silver spear flashed in the sunlight, forming a beautiful silver arc, and instantly clashed with the Cold Wind Finger. With a soft sound, the silver spear shattered, most of it turning to dust, with only a few pieces remaining.

Sun Hua was stunned, but it was his last moment of surprise. The Cold Wind Finger pierced his chest, and his body exploded with a louder sound than the spear, scattering in all directions.

Liu Daoyun, Zhou, and Xu, as well as the disciples of the Cold Wind Sect and the Curved Water Sect, were all stunned.

For a moment, everything was quiet, except for the echo of Sun Hua's explosion.

Liu Daoyun was the first to react, grabbing a piece of silver that hadn't turned to dust. At the same time, Zhou and Xu arrived and each picked up a piece.

"Silver... It's really silver! This is a damned silver spear!!" Liu Daoyun's eyes were red, and he almost went mad, roaring to the sky. He felt extremely frustrated and had a strong sense of resentment. He had killed Sun Hua, and if he had really obtained the treasure, it would have been fine, but he had killed an inner sect disciple of the Curved Water Sect for a silver spear. This... would be enough to anger the two major sects.

"Meng Hao!!" Liu Daoyun wanted to pursue, but Meng Hao was already far away. Zhou and Xu were also furious, and although they were angry at Meng Hao, Sun Hua was indeed killed by Liu Daoy, and they couldn't let him leave.

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