Published: February 24, 2025
The mountains with death attributes had not yet descended, but Lu Ren already felt the overwhelming power. He immediately roared,
“Quick, escape!”
“Mountain Traversing Technique!”
Lu Ren's plump body suddenly fell to the ground, curling into a ball, as his surging spiritual power condensed into sharp spikes.
“Bang bang bang!”
As his body rolled within the mountain, it was like an indestructible gear, quickly piercing through the base and emerging from the other side of the towering peak. He landed on his feet, summoned his Spirit Vessel, and hopped onto it, covered in dust and grime. From behind came a chorus of screams:
“Ah…”
“No…”
“Senior Brother Lu, remember to take revenge for us!”
“Senior Brother Lu, hurry and escape!”
“…”
The cries abruptly ceased. On the Spirit Vessel, Lu Ren turned back abruptly and witnessed a scene he would never forget, filled with sorrow!
He saw that the place where he had stood just moments before had been occupied by the towering Death Peak. Around the Death Peak lay six disciples who had barely escaped the mountain’s suppression. They now lay motionless on the grass, all beheaded!
A rather handsome young man with a hooked nose from the Eternal Immortal Sect pointed his blood-stained Flying Sword at Lu Ren, smiling brightly, “You ran pretty fast, but I’m curious to see where you can escape to.”
This person’s name was Tuoba Jinge, ranked sixth among the Inner Sect disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect!
He was also a descendant of an ancestral patriarch of the Eternal Immortal Sect.
This patriarch favored Tuoba Jinge immensely, knowing that a fetal soul realm cultivator could at most exert only thirty percent of the power of a Low-Grade Sub-Respect Artifact, yet he still gifted Tuoba Jinge with several Low-Grade Sub-Respect Artifact magic treasures for protection!
It could be said that Tuoba Jinge was rich in treasures, and that was not an exaggeration!
At this moment, Tuoba Jinge gazed at Lu Ren, whose face was already streaked with tears, as if he was playing with a mouse. He waved his right hand, and the towering Death Peak behind him transformed into a beam of dark light, shooting into the scroll floating above his head.
Behind him, the bodies of forty-two disciples from the Wind Thunder Lineage were already flattened beyond recognition!
“Tsk tsk, dead fat pig, look at your fellow disciples, they died so miserably!” Tuoba Jinge mocked.
“Hooked-nose fool, if you have the guts, say your name! I will personally butcher you!” Lu Ren roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Although he usually seemed like a chatterbox, he had a kind heart.
Seeing his fellow disciples crushed to death filled him with sorrow!
“Ah, you scared me to death.” After mocking, Tuoba Jinge suddenly displayed a killing intent, “You’re not worthy to know my name! Today, you shall die!”
“Buzz!”
A flash of the Qiankun Ring on Tuoba Jinge’s finger, and a Low-Grade Sub-Respect Artifact Spirit Vessel appeared above his head. Lu Ren’s heart sank, and he hurriedly maneuvered his supreme treasure artifact Spirit Vessel, racing toward the Abyss of the Buried Gods, which was a million miles away!
“Whoosh!”
Tuoba Jinge leaped onto his Spirit Vessel and relentlessly pursued Lu Ren. As he had no shortage of magic treasures, he looked down on the spoils from the deaths of the Wind Thunder Lineage disciples.
While chasing Lu Ren, Tuoba Jinge found that he could not catch up to Lu Ren’s Spirit Vessel. He furrowed his brow in surprise, “This dead fat pig is actually using a supreme treasure artifact Spirit Vessel. But it’s no matter; I will kill him sooner or later!”
As everyone knew, a fetal soul realm cultivator could exert at most ten percent of the power of a supreme treasure artifact.
Although Tuoba Jinge’s Spirit Vessel was a Low-Grade Sub-Respect Artifact, when activated by a Supreme Spirit Stone, it could reach a speed of six hundred thousand miles a day, surpassing the five hundred thousand miles a day of a supreme treasure artifact.