Immortality Cultivation

Fang Hao dove headfirst into the dense forest, scurrying deep into the woods like a frightened rabbit.

He was in a truly miserable state; his entire body felt like it was falling apart, his chest burned with searing pain, and the taste of blood filled his throat.

That direct hit from the ’Nine Heavens Thunder Punishment’ had nearly dislodged his internal organs!

His spiritual power was mostly depleted, and the spiritual essence of his yitian sword had been damaged, making it unreliable for the time being.

’Damn it, that old dog from the Sun Family! He plays dirty!’ As he ran, he shoved healing and spiritual recovery Medicinal Pills into his mouth, cursing the ancestor of that old man in the purple robe for eighteen generations in his mind.

The Late Golden Core Stage was truly not something he could face head-on right now; the gap in Realms was simply too great!

He didn’t dare to fly; flying made him too big of a target, essentially a living bullseye.

He could only rely on his Divine Spirit Steps and Shadowless Evasion Technique, weaving left and right through the forest, using large trees and rocks as cover.

He pushed his Ethereal Art to its limit, desperately suppressing his aura in an attempt to shake off the tail behind him.

But the three members of the Sun Family were like stubborn adhesive bandages, biting firmly onto his trail!

Especially that old man in the purple robe; his Divine Sense was terrifyingly strong, locking onto him so tightly that he couldn’t shake it off no matter what!

Two other auras at the Early Golden Core Stage were also flanking him from the left and right, clearly intending to surround and kill him in this forest.

’Brat! You can’t escape! Just accept your death!’ The cold, sinister voice of the purple-robed Cultivator transmitted through his Divine Sense, making his head ring.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two bolts of lightning grazed past his left and right sides, blasting splinters from trees as thick as a man’s embrace!

It was the other two Sun Family disciples harassing him from a distance, trying to force him into the open.

Fang Hao’s heart turned ice-cold. This couldn’t go on!

He was heavily injured, his speed was affected, and the enemy had the advantage of numbers and higher cultivation; they were also skilled in lightning techniques and were not slow.

Being caught was only a matter of time!

If he was surrounded, he would truly become a turtle in a jar!

’I must find a way! Fighting head-on is a dead end!’ Fang Hao’s mind raced.

A golden puppet? No! The Middle Nascent Soul Stage golden puppet was his biggest trump card; if exposed, the consequences would be endless!

Moreover, this old man was a Sun Family Elder with extensive knowledge. If he recognized the origin of the golden puppet, it would be even more troublesome!

He absolutely could not use it unless it was a matter of life and death!

explosive flame talismans and vine-entangling talismans? They might work against an Early Golden Core Stage Cultivator, but to that old man, they would just be tickling him!

’I can only rely on the terrain and my wits!’ Fang Hao gritted his teeth and used his Clear Spring Spirit Eyes to scan his surroundings at full power, searching for terrain he could exploit.

A rapid mountain stream appeared ahead! Mist filled the air!

’Water! A great opportunity!’ Fang Hao’s eyes lit up!

Water could conduct electricity, but it could also interfere with Divine Sense and lightning technique locks!

Without hesitation, he dove headlong into the bone-chilling mountain stream!

At the same time, he activated his Ethereal Art, merging his aura with the water vapor, and dove downstream with the torrent.

Once he entered the water, the feeling of being locked on by Divine Sense indeed weakened slightly! But it didn’t disappear completely! That old man’s Divine Sense was too strong!

’Chase him! He’s in the water! Use a ’Thunder Net’ to cover this area!’ The purple-robed Cultivator’s voice carried anger.

Immediately after, Fang Hao felt a strong fluctuation of lightning above the water’s surface!

A massive net of lightning was forming, intending to trap him to death in the water!

’Damn it!’ Fang Hao cursed, knowing he couldn’t stay in the water.

He spotted a waterfall ahead, lunged out of the water, and activated Shrinking the Ground to an Inch.

He instantly dashed through the waterfall and landed in the pool behind it, splashing up a large spray of water.

Just as he surfaced, several lightning arrows shot toward him!

Fang Hao scrambled to hide behind a massive boulder, while the lightning arrows blasted the stone, sending fragments flying everywhere!

’This won’t work! I need to find somewhere more complex!’ Fang Hao hardened his heart and ran for his life toward the deeper, more rugged canyon within the forest.

It was filled with craggy rocks and numerous caves; perhaps he could maneuver there.

He specifically chose difficult paths to navigate, pushing his Shadowless Evasion Technique to its limit, his figure flickering unpredictably.

The three Sun Family members pursued relentlessly, their lightning techniques constantly bombarding the area and leaving the forest in ruins.

Fang Hao sustained a few more wounds, but fortunately, he wasn’t hit directly.

As he ran, a swampy area filled with pale purple mist appeared ahead!

The mist carried a fishy, sweet scent, and when Divine Sense probed into it, it suffered immense interference!

’A toxic miasma swamp? Good place!’ Fang Hao felt a surge of joy.

He didn’t care if it was poisonous or not and dove right in!

He activated his Chaos Derivation Art; his Chaos Qi had a certain resistance to toxins, so he hoped it would hold out!

Once inside the swamp, both his vision and Divine Sense were severely affected, allowing him to see only a few zhang around him.

Fang Hao quickly swallowed a detoxifying Medicinal Pill and felt his way deeper into the swamp.

The feeling of being locked on weakened significantly once again!

’Be careful! This miasma is poisonous! Use detoxifying pills! Don’t let him get away!’ The purple-robed Cultivator’s exasperated voice came from behind.

The three of them also pursued into the swamp, their speed noticeably slowing down, clearly having their own reservations.

Under the cover of the miasma, Fang Hao constantly changed direction, sometimes diving into the water, sometimes burrowing into the mud.

He played with his Shadowless Evasion Technique and Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, playing hide-and-seek with the three.

Several times, he nearly collided head-on with the flanking Sun Family disciples, narrowly avoiding them only thanks to the early warnings from his Clear Spring Spirit Eyes and his eerie movement techniques.

But if this continued, his spiritual power would be exhausted, his injuries were worsening, and he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer!

’I must completely shake off that old dog’s Divine Sense lock!’ Fang Hao gritted his teeth and thought of a risky plan!

From his storage ring, he took out the Third Grade High Grade ’Illusion Form Talisman’ he had obtained from the Black Water Rogue Cultivator, along with a few Spirit Stones and an explosive flame talisman.

He quickly set up a simple delayed-trigger trap using the Spirit Stones and the explosive flame talisman.

Then, he used the Illusion Form Talisman to transform himself into the appearance of a piece of dead wood nearby.

Pushing his Ethereal Art to the limit, he suppressed his aura until it was just like real wood and quietly sank to the bottom of a murky mud pool, remaining motionless.

Not long after he hid, he heard a ’boom’ as his trap was triggered. The explosive flame talisman detonated, sending flames soaring into the sky!

’Over there!’ The two Sun Family disciples were immediately drawn to it.

But the old man in the purple robe stopped in his tracks.

His Divine Sense carefully swept over the area near the explosion, and he snorted coldly,’Small tricks! Trying to make a feint in the east and attack in the west? Get out here!’

He didn’t fall for it at all. His powerful Divine Sense, like a comb, swept over the area where Fang Hao was hiding again and again!

Fang Hao lay at the bottom of the cold mud pool, his heart in his throat.

He pushed his Ethereal Art to the maximum, and his heart rate almost stopped.

That Divine Sense swept over the dead wood he had ’become’ several times, seeming to hesitate slightly, but ultimately moved away.

’Did he really get away?’ The purple-robed Cultivator frowned, seemingly uncertain. The toxic miasma of the swamp interfered too much with his Divine Sense.

Just as Fang Hao breathed a slight sigh of relief, something unexpected happened!

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed Cultivator. Having seemingly lost his patience, he suddenly raised the lightning disk in his hand!

’Myriad Thunder Heavenly Prison! Force him out for me!’

Rumble—! With him as the center, countless fine purple electric snakes struck down indiscriminately in all directions!

It covered a radius of several hundred zhang!

This was an area-of-effect attack; he would rather kill the innocent than let the target escape!

’Damn it!’ Fang Hao cursed internally! This old lunatic!

Crackling! The electric snakes fell into the mud pool, blasting mud into the sky!

Several electric snakes struck directly onto the piece of dead wood where Fang Hao was hiding!

Bang! The effect of the Illusion Form Talisman was forcibly broken!

Fang Hao’s entire body shuddered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as his figure was exposed from the mud pool!

’Found you! You little bastard! Let’s see where you can run now!’ The purple-robed Cultivator sneered and, with his two subordinates, surrounded him in a triangular formation!

All paths of retreat were completely blocked!

Fang Hao looked at the three people closing in step by step. His face was pale, and his heart felt icy cold.

It was over! He was truly trapped like a dumpling in a wrapper this time.