Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

The battle between the souls was as fast as lightning. The consciousness felt that the fight lasted for a long time, but in fact, the winner was decided in just two breaths.

At the moment when Xiao Feng's soul was destroyed, in the top cave of the Blood Flame Sect more than 100,000 miles away, a soul jade pendant on the table shattered with a "ding" sound.

"Who is it? Who killed my disciple Xiao Feng?" The Blood Flame Ancestor, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand to summon the shattered Yuanshen tablet. His blood and energy were boiling, and he was obviously furious.

"Xiao Feng has died! You must investigate immediately and track down the murderer!" Du Qite, the Blood Flame Sect's commander, was at the Demonic Path headquarters, planning his strategy when he suddenly received a message from his master. He was shocked. He had assigned his junior brother to the rear, tasked with the easy job of transporting supplies. How could he have died in such an unfortunate accident?

"Master, please accept my condolences. I will go and investigate personally right now and avenge my junior brother!" After a brief pause, he immediately promised his master to track down the murderer personally.

After Du Qite finished arranging his work, he rushed to the logistics support camp thousands of miles away. He was at the peak of the late Jindan stage, and if there were no delays, he estimated that he would arrive in seven or eight days.

As he rushed there in person, he contacted the magic cultivation team in the nearest camp to quickly reinforce the logistics support base. He also notified the magic army camps along the way to strengthen patrols in the defense zone and intercept the enemy at all costs if they were found.

The nearest camp is a thousand kilometers away. After receiving the news, the Jindan leader in the camp immediately put down what he was doing and rushed over as fast as possible. He was using all his magic power to speed up the journey. It was expected that he could reach the logistics camp in half a day. The other foundation-building cultivators set off immediately and would arrive in about two days.

Unbeknownst to Liu Xing, Xiao Feng was the disciple of the Blood Flame Patriarch, and his death was immediately discovered. He had no idea how big a mess he had made, and that the wolf pack would soon face the enormous danger of being hunted down and intercepted.

As soon as the demonic forces made a move, the righteous command immediately received intelligence. In particular, the information about Du Qite leaving the enemy command center was highly valued, and these top fighters were being tailed one-on-one.

Liu Xing slowly opened his eyes and turned to see Xiao Feng, a cold, tattered corpse, dead beyond all possibility. He felt instantly relieved, but then a wave of exhaustion washed over him. His mana was drained, and he didn't even have the strength to stand. Although he had achieved the ultimate victory, it had come at a heavy price.

He immediately pulled out a mid-grade spirit stone, holding one in each hand, and quickly replenished his mana. An hour later, his mana and consciousness had recovered a small portion. He gathered up his puppets, pets, and spoils of war, then set fire to Xiao Feng's body and all traces of the battle, obliterating them.

This battle took place within the Azure Sea Tide Formation, so the sounds of the fight were not transmitted outside. There was also a concealing formation outside, so cultivators who were not nearby could not sense it.

"Wolves, evacuate quickly! A large number of enemy troops are approaching you!" Just when Liu Xing was considering whether to continue recovering his magic power, an urgent warning message came from the command center.

During this hour, Wu Chang finally saw the demon army's destination from the clues of their deployment: the camp attacked by the wolves. So no matter what trouble the wolves had caused, they had to evacuate first.

"Fellow Daoist Lei He, set off immediately and make sure to hold Du Qite back!" Staff Officer Wu also notified the commander of the righteous Xuantian Sect, saying that only he had the strength to fight against Du Qite.

"Please send the following troops to reinforce quickly..." Wu Chang still felt it was not enough, so he commanded the righteous troops lurking nearby to block the enemy.

"Staff Officer Wu, I leave this place to you. I'll go over and take a look." Lu En gave a light order and disappeared immediately.

Wu Chang was shocked. Commander Lu, who had always been calm and composed since the beginning of the war, now seemed a little nervous. What was the origin of this wolf pack?

A huge melee broke out in the enemy-occupied area for no apparent reason because Liu Xing killed Xiao Feng. Both sides involved more than ten Jindan masters and hundreds of foundation-building cultivators. It was no less than a major battle.

"Wolf pack, report the battle situation!" Liu Xing did not dare to delay and quickly contacted the wolf pack team in the camp.

"Most of the enemies have been eliminated. Seven or eight Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators have escaped. Wolf One, Wolf Two, and Wolf Six are chasing the enemies. The rest are cleaning up the battlefield!" Wolf Four was very happy when he heard Liu Xing's voice transmission. This meant that the War Wolf was safe and sound from the pursuit of the mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

"Stop the pursuit immediately! Abandon the uncollected supplies immediately! Evacuate to the northwest immediately!" Liu Xing understood the general situation and hurriedly gave the order to retreat.

"Yes!" The wolves did not question, but obeyed the order habitually.

"Retreat quickly!" Lang Jiu just arrived at the door of a warehouse, and before he had time to open it and take a look, he received the order and turned around to evacuate.

"Retreat!" Lang Yi, raising his giant sword to chop down the enemy he had just caught up with, suddenly withdrew his sword. The frightened demon cultivator, sweating profusely, was overjoyed to have escaped death.

In less than a moment, all the wolves left the camp and retreated rapidly to the northwest.

It would take about two hours for everyone to get here, so Liu Xing used that time to recover his mana. He grasped a medium-grade spirit stone in one hand and began to absorb it frantically.

While recovering his mana, he pondered: given the command center's urgent warning, his actions here had been exposed. And the reason the enemy was so furious must be that news of Xiao Feng's death had reached the Demon Army Command Center.

"Primordial Spirit Jade Plate!" Liu Xing instantly thought of a possibility: if the Primordial Spirit was destroyed, the jade plate would shatter. His own Primordial Spirit Jade Plate was in the hands of his master, so if he were to be killed, his master would be the first to know.

Xiao Feng, a highly ranked mid-stage Jindan expert in the Demonic Path, had died inexplicably in the enemy-occupied rear. There would surely be top experts investigating the cause, leading to the concentration of surrounding Demonic Path troops here.

"Oh no! Danger! I can't go back!" Liu Xing was horrified. He calmly analyzed the situation. The wolves had penetrated too far into the enemy's rear. If they returned along the same route, they would pass through too much enemy territory and would inevitably be pursued and intercepted. And if they were entangled by the enemy and attracted a Jindan demon cultivator, they would be dead without a burial place.

"It's dark under the lamp!" Liu Xing instantly thought of a way. Instead of going back, he fled into the land of the devil.

The most dangerous place is actually the safest. The enemy would never have thought that they would be so bold as to sneak into their base camp. At the same time, the demonic army is attacking and seizing cities on the front line, while the rear is empty and without many guards, which is conducive to their hiding and escape.

After his mana had mostly recovered, Liu Xing pulled out a map and carefully examined the military strongholds of the Demonic Path's homeland. He ultimately chose the Niesha Valley, 20,000 miles away, as his destination. As long as they entered the Niesha Valley, it would be sparsely populated and isolated from the enemy's consciousness, helping them escape the enemy's pursuit.