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

Song Ming's eyes lit up with joy, thinking that Liu Xing was frightened by his display of the talisman. He was certain that Liu Xing would soon surrender under the intimidation of his talisman.

Liu Xing suddenly realized: With Song Ming's status, how could he enter and leave the sect without a bodyguard? And the bodyguards should be at least at the Jindan stage, so that Xuanyin Sect Master Song Delei can be completely assured. But now, a day has passed, and there is no trace of the bodyguard. But with the ability of a Jindan stage senior, it should be easy to avoid his detection. He was immediately panicked and hurriedly searched the surroundings with all his strength, but still found nothing.

"Did you run away secretly?" Liu Xing asked suddenly.

"How do you know?" Song Ming was very surprised. He was feeling smug, thinking that Liu Xing would surrender soon. He was letting his guard down, but Liu Xing tricked him into letting the cat out of the bag in an instant.

Oh no! Song Ming regretted it all, instantly realizing Liu Xing had murderous intent. His previous hesitation was due to his concern for his bodyguards. Now that he'd let something slip, allowing the other party to figure out his details, he was sure he'd be in for another fierce fight.

"Very well, then you die." Liu Xing decided to take a gamble. He had to kill Song Ming before his bodyguards arrived, and then flee. If his bodyguards were lurking nearby, even if he ran now, he wouldn't be able to escape the clutches of the Jindan-stage master. He had just tricked Song Ming into sneaking out, so he had a glimmer of hope. If the young master was going on an incognito trip without bodyguards, he would have to die right here.

Without further ado, Liu Xing ceased his words, took out the Clear Sky Hammer talisman, and began to concentrate on infusing it with spiritual energy. Seeing this, Song Ming was horrified. No wonder the other party wasn't afraid of the talisman at all; it turned out he had something to rely on. Not daring to take any more chances, he also sat down cross-legged, concentrating on activating the Black Wind Flag talisman.

As Liu Xing exerted his full power, the Clear Sky Hammer talisman grew brighter and brighter, gradually unleashing its celestial might. Like a bottomless pit, the talisman rapidly absorbed Liu Xing's spiritual energy like a pump. He gritted his teeth and persevered, pouring in his spiritual energy without reservation, as if he would not stop until the talisman was fully fed. This strike was crucial, and he dared not hold back.

The Black Wind Flag Talisman, activated by Song Ming, glowed with a dark, dark light, as if a great beast from the abyss were awakening. Seeing Liu Xing produce a brand-new, fully-powered talisman, he felt a little panicked. His own talisman had been used once before, and its power was significantly diminished. Now he hoped his realm advantage would give him an advantage, allowing him to withstand this wave of attacks.

Time ticked by, and a quarter of an hour later, their talismans, fully charged, radiated a mighty aura as they faced each other from afar. Seeing this aura, an uninformed cultivator might have mistaken it for a duel between two Jindan-stage masters. Their gazes locked, like enemies meeting each other with enmity. At this point, there was no turning back; it was a fight to the death.

Liu Xing pointed his sword at the opponent and urged the Clear Sky Hammer to attack Song Ming. The moment it came into contact with the barrier film, he thought and removed the formation. The attack was so close now that Song Ming had no choice but to fight. He could no longer escape the talisman's attack range, whether there was a barrier or not. He removed the barrier at this time because he didn't want it to consume the talisman's power.

Fueled by spiritual energy, the Clear Sky Hammer transformed into a massive golden hammer. Its immense power was so overwhelming that even cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage couldn't withstand it. Song Ming, terrified, could only grit his teeth and urge the Black Wind Flag to meet the attack. The Black Wind Flag transformed into a massive black flag, sending gusts of chilling wind.

The Clear Sky Hammer and the Black Wind Flag collided violently, yet surprisingly, no air waves were emitted. The power of the two treasures seemed to cancel each other out at the contact surface. The Clear Sky Hammer was above, the Black Wind Flag was below, neither of them giving in, fighting to the death.

"Blocked." Song Ming was secretly delighted, finally relieved. This time he suffered a great loss, a setback. He remembered that he had bodyguards by his side before, and he had never suffered such a great loss or encountered such a great danger. It seems that he should always have bodyguards with him in the future and can't be so willful. Any kid in the Qi Refining Stage can take his life. There are always people who are better than you.

Entering the stalemate phase of the battle, Liu Xing predicted that his profound spiritual power would be of great advantage. All along, he had been trying every possible way to conserve his own spiritual power while simultaneously exhausting the opponent's. The enemy, chasing him all the way, toyed with him like a monkey. It wasn't that he couldn't break free, but rather that he deliberately allowed the opponent to attack continuously, while he hid in a desperate situation, his hair disheveled and his clothes in disarray. In fact, throughout the entire process, his spiritual power consumption was extremely minimal. The assault boat was powered by spiritual stones, requiring no spiritual power consumption on his part. The opponent, on the other hand, not only had to input spiritual power to control the flying sword, but also used the magic knife to inject spiritual power to launch attacks. Even for a senior in the Foundation Establishment stage, it would take half a day to consume the majority of his energy. Now, at the moment of the decisive battle, the difference in spiritual power was truly valuable.

Liu Xing continuously channeled spiritual energy into the Clear Sky Hammer, its might undiminished. Song Ming could only grit his teeth and persevere, continuously injecting spiritual energy into the Black Wind Flag, desperately resisting. Gradually, he realized with panic that his spiritual energy was gradually depleting, and he could only hold out for a quarter of an hour. While the opponent's spiritual energy was also drastically decreasing, he could clearly hold out much longer.

Song Ming was finally scared. He also figured it out. The reason for the chase was not that the enemy was inferior to him, but that he was being led into the abyss step by step. Whether it was luring him to attack continuously to consume his spiritual power, or sacrificing top-grade magic tools to lower his vigilance, or pretending to be exhausted to paralyze himself, and finally pretending to surrender to deceive the truth that his bodyguards were not there, the most crucial thing was that the enemy had set a trap long ago. All of this showed the enemy's cunning and treacherous nature, and he actually had the whimsical idea of ​​trying to persuade him to surrender. The enemy's combat ability and combat experience were a hundred times stronger than his own. He actually provoked such a powerful enemy. This was his own death. He reaps the consequences of his own actions. It was a pity that he was so old, so talented, so powerful, and so poor that he still had three thousand beauties in his harem, all of which were gone forever.

Song Ming's spiritual energy was finally exhausted, and the Black Wind Flag's glow dimmed, reducing it to ash under the pressure of the Clear Sky Hammer. Song Ming stared with dismay as the Clear Sky Hammer, with its mighty power, descended upon his head, instantly reducing it to nothing. The Young Master vanished from sight, leaving no trace of his remains.