Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

Despite his inner fear, Ru Long hadn't completely lost his fighting spirit. He realized that since his opponent dared to speak so confidently, their cultivation level must be unfathomable. Although he didn't know the opponent's exact strength, he was certain that they were no ordinary opponent.

In this life-or-death moment, Ru Long decided to unleash his signature move—the Three-Slash Sword—to fight his opponent. This seemed to be his last hope, and his only means of fighting back.

Ryu dared not easily sever parts of his memories and hide them in his cosmos. Because if he did, he would lose many important memories, meaning he would lose many means of dealing with crises. Moreover, even if he did, his opponent would likely not let him off easily.

This infuriated Ru Long, because if he were captured, many of his secrets might be exposed. He secretly thought to himself that if his opponent was truly a formidable foe, he would likely find it difficult to escape.

However, after Rulong unleashed his Three-Slash Sword, he suddenly stopped fleeing and faced the masked man directly, saying in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you, senior? If you have no hostility, please let this junior leave, otherwise this junior will have no choice but to fight you to the death."

The masked man looked surprised when he saw the Three-Slash Sword in Ru Long's hand. He seemed quite familiar with the sword and immediately asked, "Who is Murong Feng to you?"

Ru Long wasn't surprised, after all, Murong Feng was a renowned figure in the Immortal Realm, and countless people knew that the Three-Slash Sword belonged to him. However, he didn't directly answer the masked man's question, but instead asked in return, "And who are you, senior?"

Upon hearing this, the masked man suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the air and sending chills down everyone's spine. He sneered, "I'm the one asking you a question, yet you turn around and ask me the same one. Do you have some unspeakable secret? If you don't tell me, I might just have to search your soul."

Upon hearing this, Ru Long's heart tightened. He knew, of course, what soul searching meant. Once his soul was searched, all his memories and secrets would be exposed. He hurriedly tried to swing his Three-Slash Sword to create distance so he could unleash his new generation Luan Bird combat platform to deal with the immediate crisis.

However, just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly discovered that his body was completely immobile! He was shocked to realize that the other party had unknowingly imprisoned the surrounding space, making it impossible for him to escape.

Cold sweat began to bead on Ru Long's forehead, his heart filled with fear and despair. Was he really going to perish here today? He couldn't help but think of his promising future, and his resentment grew stronger.

The masked man approached Rulong like a ghost, coldly saying, "Speak!"

Ru Long's mind raced as he considered countermeasures. The other party knew about Murong Feng; was they an enemy, a friend, or simply a busybody? Someone who could silently seal off space with a mere gesture was definitely not a busybody. It was either enemy or friend. If friend, he might have a sliver of hope; but if enemy, regardless of whether he revealed his connection to Murong Feng, or even if he had no connection whatsoever, the other party likely wouldn't let him go easily. After all, the other party would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, and he possessed the coveted Three-Slash Sword; the other party might very well kill him to steal it, or hand him over to the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty.

It seems the other party has long harbored suspicions about my relationship with the Immortal Continent. This alone, if they were an enemy, would likely not have let me off easily. However, what's strange is that they don't seem inclined to directly search my soul. The reason might be that such an act could diminish my usefulness. After all, searching my soul indiscriminately before they've weighed the options and devised the best plan is clearly not a wise choice.