Chapter 40

Amu was trapped by the vortex prison, his life hanging by a thread. But at this critical moment, the magic coffin in his dantian finally reacted. A stream of energy surged out from Amu's dantian, just like the previous two times, making him feel a sudden relief. The vortex prison's cultivation energy was completely devoured and then channeled into Amu's dantian.

With no pressure, a murderous intent flashed in Amu's eyes. He pushed forward on the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer, raised his hand, and a black glow appeared in his hand.

At this moment, Amu didn't have time to think much. If he didn't take out the black vine, he might not have another chance.

The gray-robed senior was fully concentrating on his spell, dreaming of soon retrieving his magical treasure.

But suddenly, his cultivation energy vanished, and the vortex prison instantly dissolved.

This was too bizarre. Before he could figure out what was happening, he saw Amu charging towards him.

Seeing Amu charge, the gray-robed senior was not alarmed but delighted. A mere child cultivator, not even a true cultivator, could have no real skills, just coming to die.

The gray-robed senior changed the spell in his hand, and his flying sword transformed into a white rainbow, heading straight for Amu.

A cold smile appeared on Amu's lips. He hadn't killed anyone in a long time and suddenly missed the taste of blood.

With the black vine in hand, Amu's long hair flew wildly, like a demon god. He suddenly felt a strange power surge from his dantian, rushing into his arm.

It was a feeling of blood and magic, and the black vine drew a black glow several feet long.

"Kill!" Amu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

With a crisp "snap," the gray-robed senior's eyes nearly popped out, almost dumbfounded. His flying sword broke with a sound.

What was that black glow in Amu's hand that could break his flying sword so easily?

That flying sword was a ninth-rank magical tool, just one step below a cultivation treasure. Yet Amu's black glow cut it like tofu.

But he had no time to think. Amu moved like lightning, and the black glow in his hand aimed straight for his head.

A ninth-rank cultivator couldn't lack life-saving skills. The gray-robed cultivator instantly cast three layers of protection: an ice shield, a water curtain, and a light mist. Any one of these could resist attacks from cultivators below the fixed cultivation stage. A jade plate also emitted countless rays of light to protect his head, clearly a mid-rank defensive cultivation treasure.

But Amu paid no attention to these. A black glow flashed in his eyes.

"Kill!" This was Amu's only thought as the strange power from his dantian surged again.

The black vine descended from above, a black glow nearly a dozen feet long, like a mountain pressing down, splitting the air.

"Crack—" The first to shatter was the jade plate.

Shattered jade pieces flew like a waterfall.

Then the three layers of protection, under Amu's black glow, flashed with silver light and turned into black mist, becoming useless.

"Ahh—" A惨cry rang out as the gray-robed senior was split in two by Amu's black glow, his body instantly turning into black mist.

However, blood still splattered, half landing on Amu's white robe.

The thrill of killing after a long time stimulated Amu. A black glow flashed in his eyes again as he charged towards the gray-robed junior.

Unfortunately, breaking the vortex prison and killing the gray-robed senior had wasted some time.

By now, the gray-robed junior had already reached Li Shui and Li Ruo. He had intended to kill Li Shui, but he never expected his senior to be killed by Amu in the blink of an eye.

So he directly placed his flying sword against Li Shui and Li Ruo's necks.

The gray-robed junior never imagined that his senior, a ninth-rank cultivator with a cultivation treasure, would be killed by a mere child cultivator.

"Don't come closer, or I'll kill them immediately!" At this moment, the gray-robed junior no longer thought about killing and robbing but about saving his life.

Facing the blood-splattered white-robed Amu with a murderous intent, a chill ran through the gray-robed junior's heart.

Amu, hovering in the air, didn't dare to move forward. Li Shui and Li Ruo were not like him.

Amu had multiple life-saving skills, but Li Shui and Li Ruo had none.

A ninth-rank cultivator with a flying sword at the necks of two mortals could take their lives with a single thought.

"Throw your flying treasure over here!" The gray-robed man sneered, seeing that Amu didn't dare to come forward, giving him confidence.

He also saw that Amu was only physically strong and had an unknown treasure, but couldn't fly. Without the flying treasure, Amu would be a toothless tiger.

"Amu, don't give it to him! It doesn't matter if I die! You mustn't get hurt!" At this moment, the usually timid Li Shui shouted.

"Slap—" The gray-robed man slapped Li Shui, "Shut up, brat! Or I'll kill this little girl first!"

As he spoke, he pressed the sword, drawing a blood line on Li Ruo's white neck.

Li Ruo, though terrified, with tears on her face, bit her lip and didn't make a sound.

Li Shui gritted his teeth, staring at the gray-robed man, and coldly laughed, "If you kill her, I'll die with her! I won't let my brother suffer."

As he spoke, he lunged forward, ready to collide with the gray-robed man's flying sword.

"Heh heh! The boy has some loyalty." The gray-robed man, who had been prepared, flashed a spirit talisman, and two immobilizing talismans struck Li Shui and Li Ruo, making it impossible for them to move.

"What do you think? If you don't want your brother to die, hand over the flying treasure quickly!" The gray-robed man shouted at Amu.

At this moment, the gray-robed man was already anxious. He knew this was the edge of the Northern Cold Sect, and Northern Cold disciples could pass by at any time. Once he seized the flying treasure, he would flee.

Seeing the situation, Amu couldn't let Li Shui and Li Ruo be harmed. He silently summoned the spirit talisman for Tieyun.

"I can give you the flying treasure, but if you leave now, I can guarantee that the Northern Cold Sect won't pursue this matter!" Amu said as he descended from the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer.

His words were meant to buy time, as Brother Tieyun would arrive soon.

"Stop talking nonsense, throw it over!" The gray-robed man shouted, knowing he couldn't delay and not trusting Amu's words. He pressed the sword, drawing a blood line on Li Shui's neck.

"Here!" Amu, fearing the gray-robed man might act rashly, didn't hesitate and threw the Heavenly玄Flying Saucer towards him.

The Heavenly玄Flying Saucer wasn't a soul treasure, lacking a bit of spirit and unable to choose a master, so the gray-robed man caught it easily.

"Heh heh!" The gray-robed man sneered, suddenly pressing the sword hard, ready to end Li Shui and Li Ruo's lives.

"Vile scoundrel!" Amu shouted, but it was too late to save Li Shui and Li Ruo.

But at that moment, Amu saw the gray-robed man's expression freeze, as if he had been immobilized.

Then, two extremely beautiful purple-robed women suddenly appeared behind the gray-robed man, invisible and silent.

"Hmph! Planning to attack Northern Cold Sect disciples at the Northern Cold Sect gate, you really want to die!" One of the women said, raising her hand and sending a white light straight at the gray-robed man's head.

"Northern Cold Fixed Cultivator!" The gray-robed man, immobilized by the fixed cultivator's pressure, couldn't move but still shouted, "Uncle, save me—"

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