Immortals Step into Heaven

Wang Jianming's eyes focused, and the sword in his hand shone even brighter. He stepped into the air, his body like lightning, and rushed towards the black panther again. Seeing this, the black panther roared angrily, and kicked the ground with all four claws, rushing towards Wang Jianming.

The two collided again in mid-air, the sword shadows colliding with the black panther's claws, emitting a sharp metallic friction sound. Sparks flew, illuminating the surrounding dim space. The black panther's power was immense, and each attack put Wang Jianming under immense pressure. However, Wang Jianming, relying on his superb swordsmanship and powerful spiritual energy, repeatedly neutralized the black panther's attacks.

The battle continued, leaving both sides wounded. Wang Jianming's clothes were ripped by the black panther's sharp claws, and his body was covered with wounds. The black panther's body was also covered with sword marks, and black blood continued to flow. However, their eyes were still full of fighting spirit, and they showed no sign of retreat.

At this moment, a sudden roar echoed from the sky. A mysterious light descended from the sky, enveloping Wang Jianming and Black Panther. Both were startled, unsure of what this light meant. The light gradually faded, and the figure of a Nascent Soul appeared before them. This figure exuded a powerful aura, intimidating even to the very sight of it.

Yinshui Shangren of the Tianshui Sect looked at Wang Jianming and Black Panther and slowly said, "Let's end this battle here. You are all strong, which is great, but continuing to fight will only hurt both sides."

Wang Jianming and Black Panther exchanged a glance. Although they felt resentful, they also understood that the mysterious man had a point. They put away their weapons and looked at Yinshui Shangren warily.

I, the younger generation of Cang Jian Zong, Wang Jianming, greet the senior. Wang Jianming said respectfully

Junior Monster Mountain Range, Black Panther greets Senior. Black Panther respectfully said

Master Yinshui looked at the two of them and smiled slightly. A pill emitting a strange light appeared in his hand. This pill can heal your injuries and also make your strength reach a higher level.

Master Yinshui handed the pill to them, and the two of them took it without hesitation. This pill came from the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator, so it must be incomparable to ordinary pills.

The light emitted by the elixir instantly enveloped their bodies. Their wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their strength continued to recover.

When the light disappeared, Wang Jianming and Black Panther felt an unprecedented powerful force. They looked at Yin Shui Shangren with eyes full of gratitude.

Master Yinshui waved his hand and said, "I will discuss the matters of the Yunlong Sect in the Monster Mountain Range with your Golden Eagle Demon King, so you don't need to ask too much."

After saying this, he disappeared on the spot.

Wang Jianming and Black Panther exchanged a glance, and the hostility in their hearts gradually dissipated. They knew that from now on, they were no longer enemies.

The moment Black Panther saw the human cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, his heart trembled violently, and a wave of fear instantly spread throughout his body. The powerful aura emanating from the cultivator was like a towering mountain pressing down on Black Panther's heart.

He knew full well that the gap between himself and a Nascent Soul cultivator was immeasurable, not just a fraction of a second. In front of such a powerful being, Black Panther felt incredibly small, like an ant facing an elephant.

For him to challenge an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage would undoubtedly be courting death, a sheer act of seeking death. He understood that in front of such a being, he could only remain respectful and act with caution in order to preserve his life.

Since the Nascent Soul cultivator had just expressed his intention to go find the Golden Eagle Demon King, this matter was absolutely not something he could interfere with.

Black Panther slowly turned his head, his face still expressionless, and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Wang, I will return to the Monster Mountain Range first. It is not appropriate for me to stay here any longer."

The movements of that Nascent Soul cultivator are difficult to predict, and as a demon beast, it would be safer for me to return to the Demon Beast Mountain Range in this situation.

If we are destined to meet again in the future, perhaps we will meet again. Farewell here. After saying that, the black panther nodded slightly and turned to leave. A large group of monsters also retreated with the corpses of their companions in their mouths, and their figures gradually merged into the surrounding mountains and forests. Wang Jianming stood alone in the same place, looking at the direction where the black panther left.

Zheng Yuan, Chen Feng, and the others had been nervously watching the situation unfold. When they saw the monster retreat, they couldn't help but feel delighted. Their tense nerves finally relaxed slightly at this moment, and expressions of relief appeared on their faces.

Zheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes gleaming with joy as he said, "It's great that the monster has finally retreated." The tense atmosphere just now was really unsettling.

Chen Feng also nodded and responded with a smile, "Yes, the monsters have retreated and we are temporarily safe."

When Chen Feng's team gathered together, there were only seven or eight people left out of the group of twenty or so, with more than half of them lost. The situation was similar for the other teams.

If it weren't for the Nascent Soul senior's timely intervention, they couldn't imagine what kind of ending their group would have faced. How many of them would survive in the end was completely unknown.

Wang Jianming looked at the corpses all over the ground and said, let's send their bodies and belongings back to their respective sects!

After hearing the sound, Zheng Yuan looked at the corpses all over the ground and thought to himself what a pity, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

There are two other Danqing Sect disciples alive besides Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan didn't want to get involved in such things, so he asked his two senior brothers to take the relics and bodies of several senior brothers back to the sect.

Zheng Yuan watched his two senior brothers walk away with the remains and belongings of several other senior brothers, and an indescribable melancholy welled up in his heart. He sighed softly and turned to look at Chen Feng. Except for Chen Feng, all the other disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect had perished.

After Chen Feng has packed up

The two men set out on their journey back to the Law Enforcement Hall, all the way in silence. The wind blew, stirring up the dust on the ground, as if telling the story of the brutal battle that had just taken place.

The scenes of those battles kept appearing in Zheng Yuan's mind, which made him understand the fighting method more deeply.

Chen Feng seemed to sense Zheng Yuan's thoughts and whispered, "Zheng Yuan, before I started cultivating immortality, I thought it was about seeking immortality and asking for the way to immortality. Later, I realized that cultivating immortality was about treading on mountains of corpses and seas of blood." That cultivator hadn't experienced many bloody battles.

Zheng Yuan was slightly stunned when he heard what Chen Feng said, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Yes, I used to think that cultivating immortals was a poetic and beautiful path, but I never imagined that it would hide so much cruelty and blood."

Chen Feng sighed slightly and continued, "But since we've chosen this path, there's no turning back. Those mountains of corpses and seas of blood are both our trials and tribulations, and also our opportunities for growth."

Only through constant battles and challenges can we become stronger and survive in this dangerous world of cultivation.