Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 697 Revenge (Part 4)

"Go away!"

Meng Ren struck out with his palm, the force creating a gust of wind that deflected one of the attacks.

Another elbow strike came from left to right, blocking one of them.

But with the third dart, Meng Ren used up all his strength and could no longer dodge it.

He gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

As you run forward, try your best to turn to the side, raise your shoulders, and actively meet the incoming attack.

puff.

The sharp dart pierced deep into flesh, splattering blood everywhere.

Ironwood Body, known for its defensive capabilities, seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Meng Ren grunted, quickly pulled out the dart, and applied the ointment.

Similarly, it was to no avail.

Blood flowed rapidly, like a river, and wouldn't stop. At the same time, a sharp pain spread rapidly from the wound, and the entire arm felt somewhat out of control.

"Huh? It didn't fall down?"

From the woods to the side, another middle-aged man jumped out.

"Die!" Meng Ren swept his gaze across the area, his body surging with power, and he charged at the man like a wild bear.

"You took a dart through your heart and still have the strength to launch a counterattack. I've never seen such perseverance before," the middle-aged man exclaimed, leaping to the left to easily dodge it. "However, this is just the beginning. With my strength attached to it, disrupting your nerves, the pain will become increasingly intense until you willingly seek death."

"Huff...huff..." Meng Ren leaned against a big tree, panting heavily.

He wasn't known for his speed; his greatest strength lay in the defensive and shock-absorbing capabilities that came from his Ironwood Body combined with the Dancing Willow True Skill.

Even Han Yi suffered a great loss due to his counter-attack defense.

However, despite his strong physical defense, another weakness has put him at a disadvantage today.

Facing the two from Wanhua Palace, who excelled in speed and used light footwork and hidden weapons as their main opponents.

He had no way to cope.

After all, it's pointless to withstand the recoil from a hidden weapon thrown at you; you can't hit someone from behind a mountain.

If you try to dodge but are slower than your opponent, you won't be able to avoid it.

Perhaps if he were facing only one person, he could withstand the attack through defense and find an opportunity to counterattack.

But he was facing two opponents, both of equal skill level. There was no way he could defeat both of them simultaneously.

So, he had no choice but to run.

But we've been running around for over an hour, from afternoon to evening.

Even though he possessed great strength and stamina due to his Ironwood Body, his power was almost completely exhausted.

The two pursuers took turns, one chasing while the other rested to catch his breath. They were skilled in light-footed techniques, and long-range pursuit was second nature to them, so their condition remained largely unchanged.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?" The man with the mustache approached calmly and unhurriedly.

"Weren't you supposed to be pretty fast? Now you can't run anymore?" he said sarcastically.

"..." Meng Ren's face was gloomy, and he did not speak.

The pain in my shoulder was indeed intensifying. It seemed that the force from the opponent could amplify the pain; once hit, it would leave the wound in a tearing state, making it difficult to heal.

At the same time, the ever-increasing pain can also affect one's mind and cause them to lose their will to fight.

At this moment, most of his clothes were stained red with blood that was slowly flowing out.

"You're a real man to have lasted this long after taking one of my darts." The middle-aged man surrounded them from another angle.

"If you agree to one request, I'll let you go, how about it?"

"..." Meng Ren's breathing was heavy as he stared at the person opposite him, finally speaking, "What exactly do you people from the Myriad Flowers Palace want to do? Do you want to start a full-scale war with our Myriad Beasts Sect?"

Having been hunted for so long, his mind was filled with doubts.

He didn't know these two people at all, and there was no reason for any enmity between them. Why would they relentlessly pursue and kill him for no reason?

To say that the Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers sent people specifically to deal with him...

That is even more nonsense.

He was just a minor martial arts master, but at most he was considered a master in Linqiu City.

In the Myriad Flowers Palace, where powerful figures abound, this is nothing special.

He had never offended any of them, and had absolutely no connection with anyone from the Wanhua Palace.

"You haven't offended the Myriad Flowers Palace," the man with the mustache sneered, "but your master, Han Yi, has done quite a few good deeds!"

"What Han Yi? I don't know him! I said that from the beginning, is it a misunderstanding?" Meng Ren denied it outright.

The man with the mustache and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance.

It was the man with the mustache who spoke up: "At this point in time, pretending to be crazy is pointless."

"Let me be frank. If you write a letter and lure out your sect leader, Han Yi, you will not only escape death but also gain entry into my Myriad Flower Palace and receive profound martial arts instruction." He revealed his identity directly at this point; whether he admitted it or not was no longer of much significance.

According to the original plan, Meng Ren was specifically chosen as the target.

First, he is not very strong and is located on the periphery, making him an easy target. Second, he has a close relationship with Han Yi, so attacking him might successfully lure someone into a rescue.

Even if it's not Han Yi, capturing any high-ranking member of the Myriad Beasts Sect would be enough to force Han Yi to show himself.

However, they deliberately chased after him for so long, causing quite a commotion.

Such a long period of time is enough to ensure that any surrounding forces receive the information.

But still no one from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect came.

That just means that Han Yi, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, who is rumored to be ruthless to outsiders, doesn't seem to be so loyal to his own people.

Therefore, since the plan failed, another method had to be tried: coercion and inducement to comply.

Although the chances of success are slim.

Sure enough, Meng Ren sneered and refused, saying, "I say, you two have been dawdling and following behind like women, neither fighting nor killing. You are definitely up to no good!"

"You want to harm my older brother, huh? Let me tell you, go ahead and kill me if you dare! If I even flinch, I'll change my name! Anyway, if I die, my brother will definitely kill both of your entire families!"

He was not surprised at all that he had been used as bait.

He wasn't stupid; he just appeared somewhat reckless, but was actually quite shrewd beneath his rough exterior. Otherwise, why would Han Yi have entrusted him with the heavy responsibility of selecting new recruits for the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect?

From so many people, based on their background, character, and qualifications... the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has selected capable talents day after day, year after year, without ever making a mistake.

It's something that not just anyone can do.

Therefore, during the pursuit, he considered the other party's purpose.

When he was initially surrounded by two people and used his ultimate move to break free, he thought they were his former enemies who had contacted the Wanhua Palace and wanted to kill him.

But as time went on, he began to realize that something was wrong.

Although the two people behind him were relentlessly pursuing him, they didn't get close enough. Several times they had opportunities to get closer and finish the job, but they deliberately kept their distance.

After discovering this, Meng Ren deliberately slowed down and pretended to be exhausted.

As it turned out, the two people behind them didn't catch up either; they just hung there in the distance.

To make the act seem real, the two even ganged up on him, but when their moves clashed and their forces came into contact, they collapsed at the first touch, allowing him to break free of their encirclement.

By this time, Meng Ren had already understood. The two people behind him were using him as bait to lure out someone else.

After much thought, who could possibly be someone that Wanhua Palace would value so highly?

They used two martial arts masters as pawns merely to lure people into a trap.

I'm afraid that, apart from his good elder brother, Han Yi, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, there is no other candidate.

The man with the mustache and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance but said nothing.

The reputation of Beast Demon Han Yi was not only well-known in the Huayang area, but also had considerable prestige within the Wanhua Palace.

This person is especially known for his ruthless and vindictive nature.

Although they received orders, the two had no choice but to proceed with the plan and take action against Meng Ren.

But they were human too, and naturally afraid of death. So, during the chase, they deliberately held back and didn't really kill them.

But now, a decision must be made…

"Kill my whole family?"

Just as the two were in a dilemma, a clear, cold female laugh suddenly came from the woods behind them: "I'm afraid Han Yi can't do it... because after today... the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect... might be wiped out..."

The words had barely left his lips when a figure swiftly arrived and landed lightly between the three.

"Greetings, Palace Master Zhang Qiong!"

Upon seeing the woman, the man with the mustache and the middle-aged man took a step back, knelt on one knee, and bowed respectfully.

At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief and quietly moved back. ???

“Zhang Qiong…the Palace Master of the White Pattern Palace of the Six Palaces of Ten Thousand Flowers?” Meng Renyi was surprised. “That’s right, it’s me.” Zhang Qiong nodded slightly. “Everyone says that Beast Demon Han Yi is ruthless, but he’s the most protective of his own people…I think that’s just self-praise.”

"Hmph, what do you know?" Meng Ren sneered. "Such a clumsy trap, my brother must have seen through it long ago. He won't come. What is there to fear about dying today? My brother will surely avenge me. Perhaps, we'll meet again in the underworld soon!"

He had completely given up resisting at this point.

Facing two grandmasters, he could still try to put up a fight.

But when facing Zhang Qiong, one of the six palace masters of Wanhua.

Throughout Yunzhou, there are many renowned and highly ranked masters.

His strength was several levels higher than his.

My heart was already filled with despair.

"You're really sharp-eyed and quick-witted... You look like a big, burly guy..." Zhang Qiong chuckled, "I don't know what kind of nonsense Han Yi gave you. He clearly abandoned you and didn't dare to come to your rescue. Yet you still act all loyal. Now that you're about to die, who are you trying to fool?"

"You don't understand?" Meng Ren shook his head. "Enough with the nonsense. If you're going to kill, then kill; if you're going to torture, then torture. Don't put on this hypocritical act. It's disgusting and makes me want to vomit."

"Fine, then I'll see you off." Zhang Qiong said with a forced smile. "Han Yi killed my own brother, so consider this a little interest payment."

Meng Ren took a slow breath, closed his eyes, and awaited death.

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the afterglow was like blood.

The narrow forest path, just two people wide, was lined with tall trees on both sides, casting long shadows that resembled protruding teeth.

One person is in the middle, one person is behind, and two people are in front.

It formed a perfect 'Y' shape. The four of them stood there on the path.

Meng Ren stood in the shadows from the waist down, his face bathed in a blood-red light, facing death with equanimity.

puff.

His body went limp, and he fell backward uncontrollably.

"Isn't this the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect? He actually dares to show his face?" Zhang Qiong glanced around and suddenly sneered, "What? Your trusted confidant has been hunted down for so long, are you afraid of being seen as a coward?"

The branches of the tall tree trunk on the side were swaying slightly at this moment.

Han Yi, dressed in black, stood tall and still, as imposing as a mountain, his gaze calm and profound.

After Meng Ren was dragged out by his strength, he sat softly behind him, still somewhat dazed.

"How could I not come when an old friend visits? I wonder if Palace Master Zhang Qiong has recovered well since our last parting?" Han Yi said with a smile.

"You..." It would have been better if this matter hadn't been brought up. As soon as Han Yi mentioned it, Zhang Qiong's face turned red with anger and fury: "Stubborn as a mule... sharp-tongued... you really are of the same ilk. I just don't know... whether your life is as stubborn as your mouth!"

"Oh? You've changed so much in just three days." Han Yi's tone was quite surprised. "Do you really think you can do anything to me by yourself?"

"She can't do it alone, what if I join her?" Suddenly, a figure darted out from the woods behind them.

This person has a youthful appearance, but his temples are slightly gray, and his eyes are sharp and piercing, with a hint of menacing sword energy.

The enormous sword sheath he carried on his back was particularly conspicuous. Upon closer inspection, it contained at least nine sword hilts.

"You are... the Nine Directions Sword Master... Wang Yuanshan...?!" Han Yi narrowed his eyes and quickly recognized the other party's identity.

He was naturally very familiar with the renowned masters within the Three Mountains Sect. After all, he had offended the Three Mountains Sect severely; two of their masters had been captured by him and imprisoned in the water dungeon.

This is practically a complete breakdown in relations, and we have to be careful.

Therefore, I had some idea that the Three Mountains Sect would retaliate today.

"Wang Yuanshan, do you represent... yourself... or all of you, the Three Mountains Sect?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

If it's the former, and it's just Wang Yuanshan's personal will, then it's understandable.

If it's the latter... then that would be really troublesome.

"Han Yi, as long as you release Chen Ying and Li Zhonghao, I promise you I will not interfere in this matter today," Wang Yuanshan said in a deep voice, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Qiong.

"Wang Yuanshan, you...?!" Zhang Qiong's expression was furious. "That's not what you said at the beginning!"

"Are you sure?" Han Yi asked rhetorically. "I swear on my reputation that I will never break my promise!" Wang Yuanshan said solemnly.

His decision to join forces with Zhang Qiong to kill Han Yi was out of necessity.

Of the three great masters of the Three Mountains Sect, two are gone, leaving only him, a lone figurehead. He is no match for the pressure from the sect leader, Hong Jiaojiao.

The two continued their questioning, ignoring Zhang Qiong, who stood to the side glaring angrily.

"Let me think about it..." Han Yi pondered for a moment, then subtly gestured to Meng Ren.

Meng Ren understood, snapped out of his daze, and quickly left the battle, running towards the distance.

He wouldn't be able to get involved with a powerhouse of this level; he would only get in the way and be used as bait.

Wang Yuanshan and his companion also noticed Meng Ren leaving.

However, their target was Han Yi. Now that the main character has appeared, they naturally won't care about a minor figure like Meng Ren.