Chapter 92

On this day, taking advantage of the night, Jing Yan left the Jing family residence.

The reason for leaving at night was to avoid drawing too much attention.

In less than half an hour, Jing Yan left Donglin City and sped across the wilderness.

"Hmm?"

"Something's not right! Could someone be following me?" Jing Yan's heart tightened slightly.

He had a hard-to-describe sense.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, even one at the early or mid-Natural stage, they probably wouldn't have noticed.

But Jing Yan had cultivated the Sky's First Divine Technique, and his five senses had reached a terrifying level. Although the person following him was far away, he still had a sense of danger in his heart.

In the wilderness, Jing Yan alternated between speeding up and slowing down.

However, that strange feeling persisted. Moreover, Jing Yan couldn't pinpoint the exact location of the follower.

"What a terrifying person, this is definitely not an ordinary martial artist!" Jing Yan's heart stirred.

Because even a mid-Natural or late-Natural stage martial artist wouldn't be able to remain so perfectly hidden under Jing Yan's deliberate attention.

"I want to see what kind of divine being this sneaky bastard is!" Jing Yan's lips curled into a slight sneer.

Jing Yan's confidence was not unfounded. Even if the opponent was a much stronger Natural stage martial artist than Jing Tianlong, Jing Yan wasn't very worried. Because he had the Sky's Wing martial technique. If he couldn't defeat the opponent, he could still escape, and he was confident the opponent wouldn't be able to catch him.

Although he still didn't know who the follower was, Jing Yan felt that the opponent wouldn't be a terrifyingly strong martial artist. Because if the opponent were a Dao Spirit stage martial artist and had ill intentions towards him, there would be no need to hide. They could simply appear and instantly kill him.

As long as it wasn't a Dao Spirit stage martial artist, Jing Yan had the ability to protect himself!

Jing Yan gradually maintained a steady pace.

In the darkness, a Night Owl in a black robe and black mask followed Jing Yan.

He was looking for an opportunity to strike with one blow.

Since accepting this mission, two days had passed. During these two days, the Night Owl had been near the Jing family residence. He needed to first understand the situation at the residence, where the powerful Natural stage martial artists lived, and he had to figure it out.

Otherwise, even if he successfully infiltrated the Jing family and killed Jing Yan, it would be difficult for him to leave safely.

As an experienced assassin, the Night Owl wasn't overly hasty. He had originally planned to enter the Jing family residence tonight and assassinate Jing Yan.

However, he didn't expect Jing Yan to leave the Jing family residence.

This was clearly a better opportunity. He followed Jing Yan all the way out of Donglin City.

The Night Owl didn't care about Jing Yan's strength. He didn't believe that a Half-Step Natural stage martial artist could match a Natural stage martial artist.

The martial artists the Night Owl had seen were as numerous as the stars in the sky. In the entire Lanqu County, he had never seen a Half-Step Natural stage martial artist who could match a Natural stage martial artist.

Of course, even if Jing Yan really had the strength of a Natural stage martial artist, the Night Owl wouldn't care. He had killed at least seven or eight Natural stage martial artists. He even had experience successfully assassinating a mid-Natural stage martial artist.

Although he himself was only at the early Natural stage.

An excellent assassin needed to have enough patience, even when the prey was within reach.

So, the Night Owl wasn't in a hurry. Killing Jing Yan tonight, he could return to the Zhao family and collect the remaining 50,000 spirit stones as payment.

"Hmm?"

"The opportunity has come!" The Night Owl's pupils constricted, and he drew a black short sword with lightning speed.

His yuan qi accelerated.

The Night Owl had a special method to control the fluctuations of his yuan qi to the smallest possible range. This way, he could avoid the prey sensing danger prematurely.

This was a technique that any qualified assassin in the Dark Night organization had to master.

Then, his figure, like a sleek cat, pounced towards the prey.

"Die!" The Night Owl silently uttered a word in his heart.

He felt that the black short sword in his hand had already touched the prey's robe. The next moment, there should be a splash of blood. The Night Owl had no emotional fluctuations; he had killed too many people. Killing for him was like stepping on an ant for an ordinary person.

"Finally, he's made his move!" Jing Yan's eyes flickered.

"What fast movements!"

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, Jing Yan's body erupted with yuan qi, and his feet rapidly changed positions.

Jing Yan felt a chill approaching his chest. This follower clearly had extremely rich experience in killing, with no hesitation in his movements. One move, and he aimed to kill Jing Yan.

The cold killing intent enveloped Jing Yan's entire body.

The black sword light grazed past Jing Yan's chest.

It could be said that if Jing Yan's evasive movement had been just a moment slower, he would already be dead.

"Terrifying attack!" Jing Yan's heart also tightened. He felt that even a Natural stage martial artist might find it difficult to avoid such a fatal strike.

"Hmm?" The Night Owl clearly didn't expect his strike to miss.

Even with his strong mental fortitude, he couldn't help but be momentarily distracted. How could a strike he was certain would succeed miss?

How could a Half-Step Natural stage martial artist avoid his fatal strike?

"Who are you?" After evading the strike, Jing Yan shouted, and the Flowing Light Sword in his hand moved like a bolt of lightning, carrying the power of the Moon-Cutting Sword Technique, sweeping towards the black-robed martial artist who had revealed himself.

"Boom!" The Night Owl was indeed a formidable opponent. Even though he didn't expect Jing Yan to evade the strike, he quickly readjusted and countered with his yuan qi.

The two martial techniques collided, producing a dull sound.

"Such strong yuan qi!"

"Indeed, he can match a Natural stage martial artist!" The Night Owl was shocked again, staring at Jing Yan in surprise. He could sense that Jing Yan's realm was not Natural. However, the strength of his yuan qi was absolutely not weaker than that of early Natural stage martial artists.

"Sky's Wing!" Jing Yan didn't hesitate, activating the Sky's Wing martial technique. After one direct confrontation, Jing Yan knew that the martial artist he faced had the strength of an early Natural stage martial artist.

Moreover, this person had extremely rich combat experience. Jing Yan's best choice was to unleash his full strength and take down the opponent in a short time. Otherwise, he would face even greater danger.

When the Sky's Wing martial technique was unleashed, Jing Yan's speed was astonishing.