I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

boom!

A violent shockwave, far exceeding the level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, suddenly exploded around Gu Yun.

The shockwave erupted from Gu Yun within the swamp.

The rain and fallen leaves within a ten-zhang radius were forcefully pushed back, creating a brief vacuum zone.

The blockages in the body were completely cleared, and the broken meridians were reconnected under the nourishment of abundant life force, becoming even wider.

Eighth level of Qi Refining!

Gu Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

An explosive force surged forth.

He casually picked up the long knife that had fallen from the ground, its blade pointing diagonally towards the ground, the heavy rain washing away the bits of flesh from the blade.

He had no idea how many disciples of the Hehuan Sect had entered this place known as the Ghost Cry Forest.

Twenty? Thirty? Or fifty?

It doesn't matter anymore.

The Thirteen Pearls of the Purple Mansion were vibrating violently within my sea of ​​consciousness.

The Angry Bead and the Fear Bead exhaled the fear that permeated the surrounding air.

Yes, fear.

"hehe…"

Gu Yun let out a low, hoarse laugh.

With a flash, he disappeared into the dark night of the Ghost Cry Forest.

……

"...Senior brother, please save me! I'll give you anything...that guy is a monster!"

A female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect ran frantically, unaware that she had lost her magical artifact.

Her Dao heart had completely collapsed, and her mind was filled with the horrific scene of her senior brother being sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse.

She ran unsteadily to the base of a very large, withered tree, intending to rest and catch her breath.

puff!

There wasn't a whisper of it.

A withered, black hand, covered in mud, emerged unexpectedly from a hole in the dead tree and clamped tightly over her mouth like an iron clamp. At the same time, a blade pierced through the back of her head and went straight to her forehead.

A knife tip was protruding from his forehead, dripping with bright red blood.

The female cultivator's eyes bulged outwards forcefully, and a strange sound came from her throat.

"The first one."

Gu Yun's voice was deep and resonant, coming from inside the tree hollow.

The hand didn't draw its sword; instead, it transformed into a vortex that devoured everything in its path. In a mere three breaths, it drained the female cultivator into a shriveled husk, then casually dragged her into the darkness of the tree hollow.

The killing continues.

Two miles away.

Three disciples belonging to the Hehuan Sect stood back to back.

They channeled all their spiritual power to its maximum, then looked around in terror.

"Don't separate! Don't separate! That old dog doesn't dare to confront the three of us head-on..."

Before the words had even faded, a blood-red blade of light suddenly descended from the rain curtain formed by miasma overhead.

"Up there! Block it!"

The three of them raised their magical weapons together to block the attack.

But the blade light dissipated the moment it made contact.

"under!!!"

The muddy swamp beneath his feet suddenly burst open, and Gu Yun was propelled out of it.

He didn't use many flashy spells, relying solely on the explosive power of his body. He spread his hands and grabbed the ankles of the two people, then pulled them down sharply.

With a loud "crack," the legs broke, and the two men screamed as they fell into the muddy water.

The last person was so frightened that he turned and ran, but after running only a few steps, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his back.

Gu Yun wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and bit through his neck.

Gudong!Gudong!

Gu Yun's cultivation level increased rapidly under the endless nourishment of flesh and blood.

The other two people cried and wailed in despair in the mud and water, while Gu Yun climbed towards the mid-stage of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Demonic cultivators!..."

The two were in a muddy environment when they saw their companion being sucked dry alive. Out of fear, tears and snot streamed down their faces as they struggled to crawl through the mud.

Gu Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, then walked over as if taking a stroll, crushed a person's spine with one foot, and then pressed his hands down.

Suck it dry!

Crush it!

Destroy the body and cover up the evidence!

The entire place, which resembled a forest of ghostly cries, had been completely transformed into a millstone made of flesh and blood.

Gu Yun was like a relentless killing machine; wherever he went, only pools of smoldering corpse water remained.

He didn't know how many people he had killed.

Five or six? A dozen or so?

He was only aware that the hunger in his body was constantly intensifying.

The "Thirteen Pearls of the Purple Mansion" in the Purple Mansion, having consumed too much of the fear and despair of enemies, are now slowly condensing into the fifth pearl, the Fear Pearl.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Ahead lay a vast swamp.

The remaining seven or eight elite members of the Hehuan Sect eventually gathered together.

But at this point, they no longer resembled disciples of prestigious sects.

Everyone's hair was disheveled, and their eyes were filled with terror.

The only sound around them was the rain, but they listened to the sound of each raindrop hitting the leaves.

They all sounded like the footsteps of that old monster approaching step by step.

"Form a defensive formation. If we can hold out until dawn, Uncle Kuyin will surely come into the forest to rescue us."

One of the disciples, who was leading the group, shouted at the top of his lungs.

Seven or eight people quickly gathered together.

Several spiritual shields tightly protected them in the middle, and the light emitted by the spells illuminated the entire area of ​​several dozen feet around them.

Gu Yun stopped on the treetop a dozen or so feet away.

Force it?

Old Ghost would never do such a stupid thing.

He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the raindrops off his lips.

With a flick of his wrist, more than a dozen dried corpses flew out of his storage bag. He had absorbed the moisture from these corpses and deliberately prevented them from dissolving.

"Here you go."

Gu Yun forcefully pulled her arms free.

A dozen or so desiccated corpses dressed in the robes of the Hehuan Sect, their faces twisted like demons. Gu Yun hurled these corpses at the defensive formation with force, as if using a catapult to launch an object.

Bang bang bang!

The dried corpse slammed towards the spirit shield. It didn't break through the shield's defenses. However, the corpse's shriveled appearance and its extremely contorted face before death, illuminated by the array's light, looked particularly terrifying!

"That's... Junior Brother Li!"

"Those were Senior Sister Zhao's clothes... Senior Sister Zhao was completely drained of everything!"

The defensive line had not yet been breached, but the psychological barrier had completely collapsed at this point.

Seeing their fellow disciples in this state, an intense fear spread through the formation like a plague.

Within Gu Yun's Purple Mansion, the Terror Pearl had completely transformed from a phantom state into a tangible one, and was now emitting a dazzling, dark light.

boom!

Fifth bead, complete!

Just as the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, overcome with extreme fear, caused a slight dissipation of spiritual energy in the formation...

kill!

Gu Yun made a move.

He no longer hides, no longer launches sneak attacks.

The terrifying spiritual power possessed by someone at the mid-stage of the eighth level of Qi Refining, combined with the overwhelming aura of the Thirteen Pearls of the Purple Mansion, directly tore through the array barrier with a violent force.

Like a wolf among sheep!

One-sided crushing and slaughter.

Limbs and torsos flew about in the mud, and mournful cries echoed continuously, even the torrential rain could not drown them out.

Gu Yun was covered in blood. Wherever he went, flesh and blood withered and life was completely lost.

"Run! Run!"

One person screamed and turned around, and Gu Yun grabbed the person's hair and began to devour it frantically.

kill!kill!kill!

"In my quest for immortality, I've become neither human nor ghost!"

Two incense sticks later.

The piercing screams finally subsided.

The Ghost Cry Forest was eerily silent.

The ground was covered in mud, which had been completely stained dark red.

All around were shriveled skins lying haphazardly, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood.

Gu Yun stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood filled with corpses, holding the blood-stained knife with its blade already curled.

At this moment, his back was as straight as a javelin.

He was filled with heat.

In this endless process of slaughter and devouring, his cultivation level was forcibly raised to the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

At this point, he was just a little bit away from reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining.

He raised his head and peered through the gaps in the leaves out of the woods.