God Destroying Pearl

A few breaths after Song Yun left, the air still maintained that tranquility, but this tranquility was soon broken by a burst of hurried footsteps.

Several monks dressed in the uniforms of the Divine Sword Sect came rushing over at high speed like meteors across the night sky.

When these monks arrived at the scene, what they saw was the figure of the fat monk from the Fiery Flame Sect - Liu Hai, lying on the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and his face still showed the unwillingness and astonishment before death. A few strands of burnt clothes and traces of lingering spiritual energy fluctuations were scattered around his body, announcing that a fierce battle had just taken place here.

"This is the bangs of the Fiery Flame Sect!"

One of the monks exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief.

"How is it possible?" Another cultivator couldn't help but ask. He swept his eyes over Liu Hai's body, trying to find a clue. "Isn't he in the middle stage of foundation building? I heard that his body refining technique is very powerful, and ordinary spirit swords can't break his body. I didn't expect that he would be killed."

The monks from the Divine Sword Sect looked at each other, their hearts filled with shock and confusion.

They began to wonder who the cultivator fighting with Liu Hai was and how he could so easily defeat this master of the Fiery Flame Sect who was famous for his defense.

"We rushed here as soon as we heard the noise, but we didn't expect Liu Hai to be killed so soon."

A monk sighed, his tone showing both sympathy for Liu Hai's unfortunate experience and awe for the unknown opponent.

After everyone was silent for a moment, a monk who seemed to be the leader said in a deep voice: "It is not advisable to stay here for long. We must leave as soon as possible to avoid being misunderstood."

So, these monks from the Divine Sword Sect quickly left the scene.

After getting away from the area where the thrilling fight just took place, Song Yun found a big tree with lush branches and leaves as a temporary resting place.

He jumped lightly and sat steadily in the shadow under the tree, as if blending into the surrounding environment.

Then, he turned to look at the spirit bird on his shoulder. The spirit bird was looking around curiously with its pair of shiny black eyes.

"Lingque, you stand guard at the side." Song Yun whispered to Lingque.

The little bird nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Then it flapped its wings and flew high, circled around the big tree several times, and finally landed on a branch not far away. Its sharp eyes scanned the surrounding movements, providing alert for Song Yun.

Seeing the spirit bird flying onto the tree, Song Yun took out two medium-grade spirit stones from his storage bag.

These two spirit stones emit a soft light and contain rich spiritual power.

He held a piece in each hand, closed his eyes and concentrated, then sat cross-legged and began the process of recovering his spiritual power.

As his breathing gradually became steady, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by something and gathered into his body, nourishing his meridians and dantian.

Time passed quietly, and after an unknown amount of time, Song Yun finally opened his eyes.

There was a gleam in his eyes, a sign of his full spiritual power and spirit.

He exhaled gently, feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, and nodded secretly in his heart.

Song Yun stood up, his figure as straight as a pine tree. He looked up at the spirit bird on the tree. His pair of shiny black eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

He whispered, "Let's go, Lingque."

Upon hearing this, the spirit bird flapped its wings lightly and flew up, landing steadily on Song Yun's shoulder.

Song Yun brought the spirit bird and began searching for Wang Jiuling's whereabouts in the dense forest again.

In the mountains and forests, birds are singing, insects are chirping, and the wind is whistling.

Relying on his keen intuition and rich experience, Song Yun navigated the intricate forest paths, stopping from time to time to listen carefully to the movements around him.

However, as time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and a thin layer of twilight shrouded the mountains and forests.

Song Yun realized that if he continued to go deeper into the mountains, he might encounter more dangers.

So he began to look for a relatively safe place, planning to rest for a night and continue searching tomorrow.

Just as he was about to stop, a hurried shout suddenly came from the front: "Don't let Wang Jiuling run away!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of fierce fighting, accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing and the angry shouts of monks.

Song Yun's heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately realized that the "Wang Jiuling" mentioned in the shouting was the target of his trip.

Although a feeling of joy surged in his heart, Song Yun quickly calmed down.

He knew very well that Wang Jiuling was probably under siege at this moment and the situation was critical.

He did not dare to delay for even a moment and immediately quickened his pace, rushing towards the direction where the fighting sound came from.

As the distance got closer, the sounds of fighting became clearer and clearer. Song Yun could even vaguely see the flashing swords and flying sparks in the woods ahead.