Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Otherwise Lin Zheyu really would have liked to keep this guy alive a while longer, to see if he could get more inspiration from him.

"Strange, the traces cut off here."

"Did he enter an Array, or use a Secret Technique to erase the traces he left?"

Ning Shiyi murmured softly.

His eyes were filled with vigilance; even with powerful Concealing Ability, he didn’t relax his guard in the slightest.

As a seasoned Martial Artist, Ning Shiyi had faced many formidable enemies with all kinds of bizarre methods.

Without this level of caution, he would have died at the hands of other experts long ago.

Shff!

Suddenly, a terrifying blade light flashed into existence, cleaving out from the void.

Where it passed, powerful spatial force tore the void apart, opening up tiny Void Rifts one after another.

"Not good!"

Ning Shiyi was shocked inwardly, yet no trace of panic showed on his face.

The energy he’d long since gathered roared into motion; the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella hidden within the void suddenly burst into brilliant light.

At the same time.

He swung his right hand, the long saber in his grip snapping up to guard his chest.

Clang!

Metal clashed, erupting with a terrifying roar.

Lin Zheyu felt that the blade he’d just chopped out, as it approached Ning Shiyi, had the Power of Rules attached to the edge vanish in an instant.

All that remained was pure, brute strength.

"What a powerful Magical Treasure!"

Lin Zheyu was slightly startled in his heart.

Just now, even from far away, he’d sensed the Spatial Rule Power in the void being disturbed.

When he used the Seven Extremes Blade, it had felt like exerting force against resistance.

But it hadn’t yet reached the point where he couldn’t use it at all.

He hadn’t expected that within a hundred meters of Ning Shiyi, the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella’s might would grow even more terrifying.

The Rule Power attached to the blade edge was wiped out directly.

Rumble!

Bang!

A deafening boom exploded out, and Ning Shiyi’s expression subtly changed.

In the instant his long saber blocked Lin Zheyu’s strike, he felt an unmatched force crashing into him; his whole body was blasted away like a cannonball.

"This guy!!!"

"He’s a Shackled Realm Martial Artist—and he’s broken through more than two shackles!"

Shock flared in Ning Shiyi’s eyes.

Even with the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella disrupting the Spatial Rule Power of this portion of the void, he still couldn’t even receive a single blow from the opponent.

The other party’s strength was simply too terrifying.

Even with Ning Shiyi having broken two shackles and possessing Bloodline Power, he still couldn’t take it.

"Retreat!"

"I have to bring this information back!"

Ning Shiyi decided on the spot.

Provoking a Shackled Realm powerhouse—especially one with monstrous talent—was a spectacularly unwise move.

Ning Shiyi had to bring the news back as quickly as possible, so the clan could dispatch even stronger Martial Artists to strangle this future threat in the cradle.

Otherwise, once this guy grew up, things would get troublesome.

"Trying to run?"

"Stay right here for me!"

A cold smile appeared on Lin Zheyu’s face.

The golden energy in his body surged wildly; luxurious golden Scale Armor instantly surfaced from beneath his skin, and his body abruptly shot taller.

Rumble!

Lin Zheyu stomped down hard, golden Scale Armor-winged appendages unfolding from his back.

Whoosh~~

The wings beat forcefully, sending his whole body shooting toward Ning Shiyi like a bolt of golden lightning at a frightening speed.

The closer he got to the other man, the stronger the effect of the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella became, and the more severe its suppression on spatial rules.

But so what!

Whoosh whoosh!

The wind howled; Lin Zheyu’s speed was almost unbelievable.

Thunderous booms rang out across the island in rapid succession; terrifying explosive force, paired with the wings on his back, sent Lin Zheyu’s speed soaring to an astonishing degree.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this guy!"

Seeing Lin Zheyu’s Golden Body Dharma Aspect state, a trace of disbelief flashed through Ning Shiyi’s eyes.

He’d seen similar Cultivation Techniques employed by Totem warriors of the Barbarian Race.

Some people had created Martial Dao or Immortal Tao Skills by imitating Barbarian Totem Skills, but their power was generally mediocre.

But this Xiao Yu before him—how was this ’mediocre’? This was downright perverse!

"Hmph!"

Ning Shiyi snorted coldly, whirling around.

Milky-white energy in his body roared in an instant; vast mist surged out of him, shrouding the void within a radius of five hundred meters.

"Die!"

A terrifying chill burst from Ning Shiyi’s eyes.

The long saber in his hand became a heaven-piercing streak of icy light, carrying dense Rule Power as it slashed toward Lin Zheyu with a hiss.

"Heh!"

Lin Zheyu let out a soft exhale.

The golden Celestial Eye deep within his sea of consciousness flared with light; the trajectories of Rule energy in the void were laid bare before his gaze with no concealment.

The whole world seemed to slow down dozens of times; Ning Shiyi’s movements looked sluggish to the extreme in his eyes.

Lin Zheyu’s figure swayed slightly, his speed undiminished as he charged straight at Ning Shiyi.

Poof!

The blade edge, laden with powerful Rule Power, scraped past his shoulder, slicing off a large chunk of flesh.

But Lin Zheyu acted as if he hadn’t noticed.

Vast vitality within his body surged forth, and the wound healed in an instant.

"Impossible!"

Ning Shiyi’s eyes were filled with horror.

He couldn’t understand how Lin Zheyu had evaded that strike just now.

Ning Shiyi had originally intended to use that saber blow to forcibly drive Lin Zheyu back—but he’d failed.

Whoosh!

Crack!

Golden blade light swept past.

The incomparably sharp edge, before Ning Shiyi’s unwilling gaze, cleaved down from the crown of his head, bisecting him like cutting tofu.

"Uh... that was a misstep..."

Looking at the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella emerging from the void as it was cleaved in two, a flash of heartache crossed Lin Zheyu’s eyes.

This thing was definitely insanely valuable.

With that last strike, he was sure he had precisely avoided the Gray Wood Sky-fixing Umbrella.