I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Huang Jin was a first-class mortal who entered the world of immortal cultivation by chance. After decades of cultivation, he reached the peak of Qi Refining, but was stuck at the bottleneck for many years. He saved money by doing business and bought a foundation-building pill, which he succeeded in building the foundation by chance.

Relying on the accumulation of time and resources, he reached the peak of the late foundation building stage at the age of 131.

He climbed up step by step. Although he had no guidance from his elders, he had good aptitude, otherwise he would not have reached the peak of foundation building without anyone guiding him.

In this life, I have noble people and supporters, so I am always cautious and careful.

After eleven years, he finally relied on Xuan Kun, a powerful Jindan master, and he could be considered to have a backer.

However, he did not expect that this senior would not appear again in the past eleven years, and he would not dare to use the jade slip he left behind unless it was a matter of life and death.

It was not until half a month ago when this group of people appeared that Huang Jin crushed the jade slip for the first time.

As expected, the senior never showed up until today. He was planning to fight to the death, but his backer showed up.

For the first time, I experienced what it feels like to have a backer. The words of my predecessors are worth my careful consideration.

Through everything that happened today, Huang Jin knew that as long as his predecessors did not fall, his backing would always be there.

As long as you set foot on the path to the City of the Lord, you will begin to follow the footsteps of your predecessors.

The crowd gathered at the store door had dispersed and the door was sealed again.

Huang Jin began to pack up his things, taking everything he needed to Catholic City, so that he could make a comeback.

In the sky, a red and blue light flashed by. In the light, Xuan Kun thought carefully about the journey he took sixteen years ago when he was alone from Wangtian City to Jueming Valley.

Thinking back on it, it seems like it was just yesterday that I needed to go and see Wang Tianli’s grandfather, Xuan Kun. After all, it’s all cause and effect, and it has to go on.

I have already avenged Wang Tianli, and the cause and effect between me and Wang Tianli has been resolved.

But Master Wang Ming was quite nice to me. I was too weak at that time and could only accept it. Naturally, the cause and effect were formed.

"It took me fifteen days to fly from Jueming Valley to Wangtian City, as I'm in the early stages of foundation building. With my speed in the middle stages of Jindan, I should be able to reach the destination in less than four days."

After saying that, he took out the map of Xuantian Kingdom's Jueming Valley, confirmed the direction, bypassed the Jueming Valley sect, and fled to the south.

Jueming Valley is not like Huoyun Sect, where you can fly over it at will.

Not to mention the great sect formation of Jueming Valley, there are more than one Nascent Soul experts in Jueming Valley.

Maybe there are still strong people staying in the sect. Xuan Kun is only in the middle stage of Jindan, so it is better for him not to be too arrogant.

As night fell, a figure dragged several other figures flying and landed in a forest.

The leader untied the spiritual chains on several people, grinned grimly, and said coldly, "How do you do things?"

Several people quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Master, please spare our lives. It was Big Brother who ordered us to do this. We are all innocent!"

"Yes, yes, it's unfair."

"Senior, please spare my life!"

The burly man kneeling on the ground quickly kicked the man and cursed, "Stop throwing dirty water!"

He hurried forward and hugged the gray-robed man's trouser legs, shouting loudly, "Senior Lingxu, don't listen to their nonsense. It wasn't me who did it, it was all them. I am innocent!"

Hearing this, the grey-robed Lingxu sneered, "Then I'll die!"

A spiritual ruler flew out of his body, emitting no light in the pitch-black night.

Dozens or even hundreds of spiritual rulers appeared around Lingxu and were about to kill the people kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, several people shouted for mercy and kept shirking responsibility.

The burly man, upon seeing this, suddenly burst into laughter. He stopped begging for mercy and cursed, "Old thief Lingxu, weren't you the one who gave all these orders? It seems you've been wanting to kill us for a long time. Why bother with this? Just come at us!"

While speaking, he summoned a huge hammer and smashed it towards Lingxu.

When Lingxu saw this, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he was still smiling, a smile that made people ~horrified~ and scared~.

The countless rulers behind him also fell down and passed through the bodies of several people.

With a "clang" sound, the huge hammer fell to the ground, and with it fell several human heads.

Several people, including the burly man, were turned into minced meat and fell all over the ground.

Only the head was intact, but the expression of fear and terror on the face remained unchanged.

Looking at the burly man waiting for my head, Lingxu smiled and said, "Do you know? Your elder once made me suffer a setback, so I came to you."

Suddenly he laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, it's a pity that he died early, otherwise he wouldn't have come to find you. It's a pity that you didn't even know before he died. It's really pitiful."

Lingxu waved his hand, collected the heads and blood of several people, and said with a calm smile, "Oh, what an exciting, stimulating and comfortable atmosphere."

After doing all this, he said to himself, "Ai Kun, right~"

"Haha, I will remember you. Another person who made me lose face."

"I lost all my toys and have to go look for new ones."

After saying this, he turned into a pitch-black light and disappeared from the spot, leaving only this piece of flesh and blood alone in the mountains, waiting to deteriorate and rot.

A beam of light appeared not far from Wangtian City. The person who came was Xuan Kun, who had traveled for three days to arrive here.

Looking at the city in front of him, Xuan Kun frowned, because at this moment Wangtian City was emitting black smoke rising straight into the sky, which meant that the war must have started.

Above the city center, dozens of figures were fighting, all wearing red and blue clothes.

The blue one is the foundation-building cultivator of the Wang family, and the red one is naturally the Hehuan Sect.

Xuan Kun originally thought that Wangtian City was far away from the southwest battlefield and should be safe, and the battlefield would not reach here so quickly. However, after arriving in Juenan, he discovered many family cities along the way. Some of them had already defected to the Hehuan Sect, and some were still fighting.

Xuan Kun then quickened his pace and came to see what was happening in Wangtian City. After all, according to Xuan Kun's understanding of the Wang family.

Wang Yiming, the strongest man, failed in his attempt to form a golden core and passed away before he left.

The clan leader Wang Sanming has also reached the end of his foundation-building period. Now that sixteen years have passed, if he has not achieved the Dan stage, he must have passed away.

However, the clan leader's son, Wang Mingcheng, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, plotted against him and was killed by him, thus losing the chance to become the clan leader.

Another person who was hoping to establish his foundation was injured and old, with no hope of promotion. His son was killed by himself, and he was unable to compete for the position of clan leader.

The final important task can only fall into Wang Mingcheng's hands.

Wang Mingfu is only a little over a hundred years old and still has a chance to enter the late stage of foundation building. Naturally, the position of clan leader can only be passed on to him.

With his personality, it is absolutely impossible for him to betray Jueming Valley, not only because Wang Tianli and his family are in Jueming Valley, but also because he was once born in Jueming Valley.

Taking these points together, he naturally stood firmly on the side of Jueming Valley.

At this time, above Wangtian City, the Wang family's foundation-building cultivators in blue were surrounded by a group of Hehuan Sect's people in pink robes.

Like a lamb to be slaughtered, or a turtle in a jar.