He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

The more Leng Huan thought about it, the more he felt he was going to become a caveman in the treetops. He squatted on a tree, holding a map of the secret realm and analyzing how he should proceed.

Getting lost is pointless; as darkness fell, Leng Huan decided to first find the tree hole left behind by that unlucky senior… Mansion.

-

“Fellow Daoist Yin Xun, I have received a message from Wang Chen. I am going to meet up with him. If you are looking for Fellow Daoist Leng, then you should not come here.”

It was already the afternoon of the third day, and Fu Xun still hadn't found Leng Huan. He looked at Shen Hanyan and said, "Take care."

Continuing on her way, did she reunite with the Leng family?

In the past few days, he had encountered the location talisman of his fellow disciples, but he was disappointed because the bell did not respond. He was sure it was not Leng Huan and was very anxious. Where had she been teleported to?

However, he soon had no time to worry about Leng Huan.

-

The secret realm is fraught with danger, and countless cultivators perish there each time, including many scions of prestigious families.

With his longsword in hand, Fu Xun warily observed the men in black surrounding him, all of whom were cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

A familiar face stood about ten feet away.

Xiao Si, dressed in a golden phoenix robe, crossed her arms, raised her chin, and looked down at Fu Xun, who was being besieged, with disdain. She said to the young man beside her, "Your Majesty is quite lucky. To meet such a talented fellow in such a remote and dangerous place is a stroke of genius."

The man she called her imperial brother was named Xiao Yun. Upon hearing this, he laughed out loud and, with the same look Xiao Si gave Fu Xun as if he were an ant, he glanced at him and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad. With his spiritual root replenished, my hidden ailment can be cured, and I can directly enter the Golden Core stage."

Xiao Si's eyes flashed: "However, I heard he is a high-ranking disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect, so you need to be careful."

Xiao Yun laughed, giving Xiao Si a look that said, "This is a secret known only to heaven, earth, you, and me." "This is Soul Devouring Valley. It's not unusual for someone who isn't even a Golden Core cultivator to be trapped here and perish."

As if in response to his words, Fu Xun slashed the Golden Core cultivator opposite him with his sword, but another person took advantage of his unpreparedness and struck him on the head with a giant palm. In order to avoid the vital point, Fu Xun had no choice but to raise his sword to block in an instant. With a loud bang, the sword broke and the man flew away!

"Pfft!" Slamming into the rubble-strewn valley's protective barrier, Fu Xun hadn't even finished spitting out a mouthful of blood when a gust of wind instantly swept over his entire body, icy cold, almost freezing his blood.

"Boy, surrender! Admit defeat!" The middle-aged Golden Core cultivator who had ambushed him slowly approached. "He's a promising talent, what a pity."

Fu Xun didn't look at him, his gaze fixed on the broken sword in his hand. The tip of the sword flew out and stuck into the stone wall in the distance, leaving only the hilt end, the tassel messy and covered in dust.

The Xuan Tie sword that had been with him for so long finally broke.

The gale gradually carved bloody marks on his body, staining his black clothes but not showing any signs of pain. Fu Xun seemed not to feel any pain. He slowly supported himself and stood up. Today, either a member of the royal family will die, or he will perish!

His eyes were like a wolf's, bloodthirsty gaze. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and soon another sword appeared in his hand. It was a sword of extraordinary quality, its sheath gleaming as it was drawn, exuding a chilling aura.

Swift as the wind, Fu Xun broke through the restriction and unleashed a series of attacks with both hands on 'All Gone'. He forced the Golden Core cultivator to avoid his attacks, even though the Golden Core cultivator was actually the weakest among them and had only launched a sneak attack to curry favor.

The other three Golden Core cultivators simply surrounded him on the edge, showing no intention of helping him.

Just as Fu Xun unleashed his spiritual power and charged his sword to strike the man, the Golden Core cultivator behind him struck him in the back with a palm. Without thinking, Fu Xun swiftly turned and threw a marble in front of him and another in back.

In an instant, he himself was also blown several feet away by the residual force of the Golden Core Palm and the explosive airflow!

After a series of clanging and clattering sounds, Fu Xun pinned his sword to the ground, barely stopping. Meanwhile, the Golden Core cultivator had destroyed a defensive magic artifact.

At this moment, Xiao Yun strolled over and said, "Tsk, surrender obediently and you'll suffer less. I'll only take your spiritual root; I won't take your life."

The spiritual root must be extracted from a living body; of course, you can't kill the person!

"If you want a spiritual root, come and take it if you dare." Of course, no one would believe such a thing. Fu Xun glared angrily, stood up with his sword as a crutch, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

His sword intent erupted, and his figure moved like lightning as he suddenly attacked Xiao Yun. These despicable guys not only use a war of attrition but also resort to sneak attacks. What Fu Xun wants to do most right now is to kill the culprit!

Xiao Yun, still recovering from his old wounds, dared not confront him directly and immediately retreated, shouting, "Grab him!"

Fu Xun ignored everything and kept chasing after him, determined to kill Xiao Yun even if it meant serious injury!

Xiao Yun's cultivation level has regressed, and he is now only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. He is no match for Fu Xun and his right arm was quickly severed by a sword!

"Grab him!" Xiao Yun gritted his teeth, clutching his severed arm, and shouted at the Golden Core cultivator who was hesitant to act:

"kill him!!"

You can find another innate spiritual root, but once you die, you have nothing left!

But it was too late. Fu Xun's sword, which he had been gathering power for, was already close at hand. With a soft thud, the sharp blade pierced Xiao Yun's chest, and Xiao Yun coughed up blood. At the same time, Fu Xun was also struck in the back by a palm strike from the Golden Core cultivator who had been observing the situation without actually making a move.

He felt as if his body was under immense pressure. For a moment, the world seemed to go silent, followed by an overwhelming pain that caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood and slam his fist against the stone wall.

But the sword remained in his hand. Fu Xun's vision went black for a long time before the chaotic scene before him could refocus. At the same time, something seemed to crack open in his body, and a warm current surged up to his limbs and bones.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, speaking of something he had forgotten: "Xun'er, once you reach the Golden Core stage, the restrictions can be lifted... Remember, the jade disc must not be given to anyone..."

"Your mother can no longer stay with you, you must take good care of yourself..."

Is that my mother...? My mother...

As his body grew hotter and his power surged like the ocean, like a giant beast awakening within him, Fu Xun's injuries healed rapidly, and his eyes grew brighter. As he watched Xiao Si approach, Fu Xun slowly tightened his grip on his sword.

"You and that female cultivator named Leng Huan are from the same sect. Tsk, it's such a pity that such a talented sword cultivator is about to perish... You! How could this be..."

Xiao Si's vision blurred, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down at the sword that had struck her heart, then at Fu Xun, who was slowly standing up and whose aura was off. The next second, her shocked and horrified expression froze completely.

"Break." Fu Xun gently touched her shoulder with one hand and uttered a single word. A surge of power rushed towards her. In a very short time, her meridians and flesh were like a small lake being instantly filled with the ocean. With a bang, Xiao Si exploded into a blood mist.

The four Golden Core cultivators were all horrified!

Thunderclouds rolled across the sky, instantly plunging the horizon into darkness. Mighty lightning bolts exploded from the black clouds, which had swirled into a massive vortex, and lightning flashed incessantly across the sky.

Everything indicates that someone is about to undergo a tribulation!

And that person was none other than Fu Xun, who had just been besieged. His aura was rising steadily, and the Golden Core barrier could no longer stop him!

The Golden Core Tribulation was not to be underestimated. Xiao Yun was still barely alive when a Golden Core cultivator transferred spiritual power to him, rendering him immobile. The other Golden Core cultivators exchanged glances, all wanting to escape first.

Fu Xun's clothes and hair were as black as ink, fluttering in the wind. He was no longer the pathetic figure who had struggled to resist before. Instead, he looked like a demon. A faint dark red glint flashed in his eyes. He walked step by step toward Xiao Yun, who was surrounded, and simply raised his hand and made a light, casual slash with his sword.

After a loud bang, a deep trench appeared in the ground, and Xiao Yun was cleaved into it, his body broken in two.

Several Golden Core cultivators had already avoided the area. They were now interested in surrounding and attacking Fu Xun, but they were wary of the lightning tribulation. Once inside the range of the lightning tribulation, this thing would strike anything and everything.

They were about to leave when Fu Xun said, "It's too late to leave now."

Having said that, he disregarded his own tribulation and attacked them with his sword. The tribulation followed him like a shadow, and the area around Fu Xun was cleaved into a barren wasteland.

The Golden Core cultivators wanted to escape but couldn't, and they were in a terrible predicament. They were all being struck like monkeys flying through the air, constantly jumping and dodging the tribulation lightning, as well as Fu Xun's sword.

He raised the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, forcing a strange smile.

"Please go to your death—"

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