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

Liu Xing steered the assault boat, moving forward quickly, always paying careful attention to his surroundings, fearing being hunted or plotted against. His caution allowed him to detect Song Ming's pursuit in advance.

Song Ming's foundation-building consciousness spotted Liu Xing first, so he chased after him. Before long, Liu Xing spotted Song Ming, and was shocked to see that he was at the initial stage of foundation-building.

"To deal with a mere Qi Refining cultivator like me, they actually sent a Foundation Establishment senior. They really think highly of me." Liu Xing sneered. What a frivolous reputation! In the face of treasure, they're just like bandits, robbing and killing. So Liu Xing replaced the speedboat's propulsion stones with a new batch, instantly increasing its speed by more than double. Liu Xing piloted the treasure boat and fled swiftly.

"Wow, what a treasure!" Song Ming observed the speed of the speedboat, which had increased dramatically, surpassing even his own Foundation Establishment stage escape techniques. He was filled with envy, his eyes filled with greed and ambition. In the brief moment he was stunned, Liu Xing had already rushed far ahead, putting distance between them. If he continued at this rate, he would be beyond his range of perception.

"This is all mine, where are you running, kid?" Song Ming was also furious. He sent all his magic power into the flying sword under his feet, increased the speed to the extreme, and chased after him desperately.

Half a day passed, and the distance between them grew wider and wider. Seeing the cooked duck about to fly away, Song Ming was unwilling to accept it. He slapped the storage bag at his waist, pulled out a black porcelain bottle, and took out a scarlet pill from it. After a slight hesitation, he swallowed it into his stomach.

A sharp pain shot through him, and he felt his blood begin to burn. He hurriedly channeled the medicinal power into his blood, creating a blood-colored cloud that enveloped Song Ming. Suddenly, the cloud moved, like a flash of lightning, rapidly approaching from afar, quickly rushing towards Liu Xing. In an instant, it caught up with him, blocking his path.

Liu Xing was horrified. What kind of escape technique was this? It was more than ten times faster. As soon as he sensed the abnormality of the blood cloud, he had already increased his speed and rushed forward, but was still caught up by the blood cloud.

"Kid, where are you going to run?" Song's face was pale, as if he had just lost too much blood, and his magic power was only two-tenths gone. He was blocking Liu Xing, his face ferocious, but his eyes were a little excited.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Liu Xing held the Yunluo umbrella in one hand to cover his whole body, and the Bi Bo sword in the other hand, pointing the sword forward, and asked even though he knew the answer.

He already knew that this fight was inevitable. After chasing him for most of the day, he also wanted to find a place to fight him and measure his strength. However, he didn't expect that the other party would have such a powerful blood cloud escape technique and catch up with him in an instant, which really scared him. The world of cultivation is full of wonders. There are so many skills and magical powers that he has never seen before. He must be more careful in the future. However, such a powerful escape technique also has a price to pay. The fact that the other party seems to have lost a lot of essence and blood is enough to make it clear. There will probably be many sequelae, and if the aftermath is not fully treated, it cannot be used indefinitely. After observing Song Ming's condition, he came to a vague conclusion. He just needed to find the right opportunity to escape again. When the other party could not use such a mysterious escape technique again, he would definitely not be able to catch up with him. After figuring this out, Liu Xing calmed down a lot and was no longer as panicked as he was at the beginning.

"You are really good at running, kid. I have been chasing you for so long. Will you hand over your storage bag obediently, or let me kill you and take it from you?" Song Ming said sinisterly.

Liu Xing knew he had no chance of survival in this battle, so he decided to strike first and launched his flying sword towards Song Ming. The flying sword released a powerful aura and charged at the opponent with full force.

"Boy, you're courting death!" Song Ming was furious. Liu Xing's move exposed his own magical power. He was only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Song Ming sneered. He wanted to show Liu Xing what it meant to be a major realm higher.

Song Ming raised the Nine Emperors Bell, a top-grade magical instrument, and held it above his head, blocking the attack of the flying sword. He then waved his hand and produced a dark bowl. A sinister aura filled the bowl, and the faint roars of countless souls seemed to emanate from the bowl. Liu Xing's heart trembled. This kind of sinister energy specifically targets the human soul, making it difficult to defend against. So he silently increased his vigilance. After taking out the bowl, Song Ming muttered something, and a ferocious ghost head pounced on Liu Xing. Liu Xing quickly added spiritual power to the Yunluo umbrella, making the umbrella surface even more brilliant and gorgeous. A beam of light enveloped his entire body, blocking the ghost head's path.

Song Ming watched as Liu Xing unleashed three top-grade magical weapons, his heart filled with surprise. This was truly a big fish. His luck had truly exploded today, and he was so excited that his face was almost beaming. However, his opponent's magical weapons were sharp and his mana was quite powerful, so he needed to employ some more tactics.

So, Song Ming took out another magic knife, raised it, and a long blade shadow slashed down fiercely at the Yunluo Umbrella. Song Ming's plan was simple, which was to destroy the Yunluo Umbrella. Without this top-grade defensive magic weapon, Liu Xing would be like a tortoise without a shell, at the mercy of others. Another top-grade magic weapon, it seemed that the other party's identity was extremely extraordinary, Liu Xing analyzed calmly. He couldn't just passively take a beating, so he waved over a hundred talismans at the ghost head, instantly beating the ghost head to death, and it flew back to the bowl with a whine. Then the Bibo Sword quickly retreated, and also released a sword energy to block the knife shadow.

"How come that's all you can do? You've even taken out the talismans a child would use." Song Ming watched Liu Xing cast his talismans and withdraw his sword, his heart filled with cynicism. It seemed he'd run out of tricks. He put away the ghost head and poured spiritual energy into the bowl. The ghost head's magical power seemed to surge, and in a moment, it was ready to attack again.

Liu Xing ignored the other party's sarcasm, silently analyzing his opponent's strength. Their magic power was comparable, and the other party might be slightly inferior having just used a secret technique. Their magic weapons were equally sharp; he still had a top-grade weapon, and the other party also had one. He also had a powerful talisman that he hadn't yet used, but considering the other party's wealth, he didn't know if he had one. Therefore, he couldn't reveal it for the time being, and had to catch the enemy by surprise and kill with one strike. However, using the talisman took time, and by that time, the other party would have already fled. Furthermore, this place wasn't far from the market town, and if he delayed too long or made too much noise, it would be troublesome if the enemy arrived with help.

"Looks like I need to activate my backup plan," Liu Xing thought silently. His cautiousness and advance planning were now paying off. He cast over a hundred talismans at the demonic blade to temporarily block it. Suddenly, he sheathed his Yunluo Umbrella and Jade Wave Sword, stomped on his assault boat, and unexpectedly escaped the battlefield into the distance.