Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

"You don’t dare to make a move, so let me do it!"

Zhang Mo sneered, saying disdainfully.

A glint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his aura began to change, his muscles swelling, as black-red energy spread out.

"Damn, we agreed..."

Duan Ping cursed angrily.

But it was too late.

Zhang Mo smiled coldly, and his figure vanished in an instant, charging toward Lin Zheyu. He had observed for a long time and sensed no other hidden experts in the dark.

"Damn it!"

Duan Ping cursed under his breath.

A terrifying force of Yin Sha spread out as his body expanded, and with a bang, he followed suit.

Duan Ping originally wanted to wait a while longer, until the space-time nodes fully opened and more demon puppets and monsters appeared, before making a move.

By then, even if Lin Zheyu had some terrifyingly powerful expert backing him, they wouldn’t have the energy to focus on Lin Zheyu.

But who would have thought that this guy Zhang Mo would be so unreliable.

If he’d known, he would have called someone else.

Boom!

Duan Ping’s figure flashed through the mountains and forests, he didn’t follow Zhang Mo directly but decided to circle around and cut off Lin Zheyu’s retreat.

Roar!

Poof—

After punching and killing a powerful fierce beast, Lin Zheyu was about to retreat when his expression suddenly changed.

He sensed a terrifying aura rushing toward him rapidly.

"Demon puppet?"

Lin Zheyu guessed.

The Qi blood surged within him, and while keeping a close eye on the direction of the forest, he was ready to flee at any moment.

Lin Zheyu had no intention of fighting the enemy to the death; if the situation wasn’t favorable, he would immediately turn and run towards the array at Tengshe Mountain.

As long as there are green hills, there will be wood to burn.

"It’s a Demon Martial Artist!"

Lin Zheyu’s pupils shrank the moment he saw the figure clearly.

The target was obvious, it was coming straight for him.

Now Lin Zheyu was sure that someone was indeed after him in the dark, wanting his life.

Back then, the five Demon Martial Artists had also come for him.

Boom!

The power of Qi blood exploded, the ground underfoot suddenly shattered.

Lin Zheyu’s figure shot out like a cannonball, heading towards the top of Tengshe Mountain.

Now that Senior Sister Gu Ye wasn’t by his side, and Mr. Men was responsible for the safety of the entire Tengshe Mountain, he couldn’t lend a hand.

The number and strength of the enemy were unknown, so Lin Zheyu didn’t intend to confront them directly.

"Heh!"

"Your perception is indeed not bad, but that’s all there is."

Zhang Mo smirked when he saw Lin Zheyu quickly spotted him and turned to flee.

He glanced at Duan Ping, who had circled around for a sneak attack, his expression even more mocking.

He really couldn’t understand why this guy was so cautious—just dealing with a junior in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, just rush over and kill him outright.

Boom!

Zhang Mo’s speed surged again, black-red energy coated his body, breaking through the strong wind resistance, his speed nearing the speed of sound.

The distance between him and Lin Zheyu closed quickly.

"Huh?"

"The speed hasn’t even reached the speed of sound?"

"The strength seems decent, but why don’t I feel any sense of danger?"

"Is it because this guy is too strong, able to block a martial artist’s intuition?"

"Or is it that with my current strength, I can already handle them?"

Lin Zheyu pondered over these thoughts as he felt the aura behind him getting closer.

It wasn’t just behind him; he also sensed another aura coming from the left front.

Since advancing to the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, his senses became extremely sharp, not only detecting Duan Ping’s presence but also sensing his aura.

The aura was familiar to Lin Zheyu, it was the same person who had clashed with Senior Sister Gu Ye before—a half-demon.

Numerous thoughts flashed through Lin Zheyu’s mind.

His spirit was concentrated, sensing for other possible hidden experts around him.

But other than these two, Lin Zheyu sensed no other sinister auras.

"The speed is even slower than when I’m going all out."

"Their aura is strong, yet it poses no threat to me."

"..."

Lin Zheyu quickly calculated in his mind.

He let out a soft sound, suddenly changing direction, charging towards the direction of the beast horde.

Lin Zheyu trusted his Martial Arts Intuition.

Under his strong perception, whether it was the half-demon to the left front or the Demon Martial Artist behind him, their auras didn’t threaten him.

Even their full-speed chase was slower than him.

If it wasn’t for avoiding exposure of his strength in front of the Infinite Sect disciples, Lin Zheyu could easily break into the Tengshe Mountain defense line.

If Lin Zheyu did so, with the strength of these two, nearly half of the disciples here would likely perish.

"Hey, you can’t escape now!"

"Be a good boy and face death, I can make it quicker for you!"

Zhang Mo’s sinister voice came.

His toes tapped the ground lightly, changing direction to continue pursuing Lin Zheyu.

"Huh, can he still increase speed?"

"Interesting, he must have used a secret technique."

"Not using the secret technique earlier and only now, it’s a bit late."

Zhang Mo sneered as he saw Lin Zheyu’s speed surge again, and Zhang Mo’s own speed increased a few more notches.

Swoosh~~

Duan Ping, who intended to circle around for a sneak attack, saw Lin Zheyu change direction, and couldn’t help but grin.

He didn’t expect Lin Zheyu wouldn’t run towards Tengshe Mountain but instead charge into the beast horde.

"He doesn’t want to involve his fellow disciples, planning to use the beast horde as cover to lure us away?"

"Heh heh, such foolish kindness!"

Duan Ping laughed coldly, thinking these thoughts.

He had seen such situations many times, truly laughable fraternal loyalty.

This worked out just fine.

If Lin Zheyu had charged into the Tengshe Mountain’s defense, utilizing the formations set by the Infinite Sect disciples, it wouldn’t be easy to kill him in a short time.

Yet this way, many of those Inner Sect disciples would perish in the clash.

For Lin Zheyu’s act of using himself as bait to lure away the enemies, preserving his fellow disciples’ lives, Duan Ping wasn’t surprised.

He held such foolish actions in contempt.

Boom!

Duan Ping stomped his right foot hard, changing direction along with Zhang Mo, chasing after Lin Zheyu from front and back.

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