The night was deep, Calamity Clouds surged tumultuously, and a streak of light shot across the sky, swift as a meteor, drawing a magnificent trajectory against the nocturnal expanse.

"Boom!"

Following closely behind were bursts of thunderous roars, as bolts of lightning, like dragons and snakes, raced across the sky, surrounding a towering figure who chased the light relentlessly.

Elder Tianpeng's eyes were icy, reflecting the bright Thunder Light. Thunder Fire Evil Qi steamed up the clouds, illuminating the bright night sky.

"Yun Fei, hand over Jiang Li. Otherwise, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will tear you to pieces."

Amidst the thunderous roar, a cold shout laden with murderous intent echoed through. Elder Tianpeng was faintly manifesting his four heads and eight arms, signifying that once he caught up with the woman ahead, a battle to the death would ensue.

Ahead, the woman in a pale gold palace outfit was shrouded in mist, her true face obscured, but her identity was crystal clear to Elder Tianpeng.

Fourth Palace Master of Kunxu Immortal Palace—Yun Fei, a Fourth-Grade Expert.

The ancient mirror in her hand was said to be crafted from fragments of an Ancient Divine Artifact. With a world within the mirror capable of capturing people inside, it was an essential good for killing and pillaging. Elder Kaixiang had fallen victim to it in the past.

However, the situation now differed from before. Elder Kaixiang had not been captured by a fourth-rank but was ultimately rescued. Now, the holder of the ancient mirror was a fourth-rank expert.

Rescuing someone from a fourth-rank expert was difficult!

"Elder Yaoguang, why the rush? I have merely invited your Junior Nephew to be a guest for a few days."

A light laughter came from ahead. The woman's figure maintained a steady lead, always out of reach, even for Elder Tianpeng's swift Thunder Technique. "Instead of chasing me, shouldn't you be guarding Shu County, Elder Yaoguang?"

"Wuzhiqi has already made his move."

As the two raced, one fleeing and the other in pursuit, they neared the boundary of Shu County, below which the rivers' tumult grew more agitated, their thunderous torrents audible even from the sky.

Elder Kaixiang was detained by tracking the traces of Kunxu Immortal Palace, and his current situation was unknown. Elder Tianpeng gave chase to Yun Fei, leaving Shu County suddenly short by two significant forces. Wuzhiqi sensed an opportunity and chose to strike.

"Damn water monkey!" Elder Tianpeng couldn't help but curse.

He traveled through the sky with his Thunder Technique, an imposing presence so vast that even the citizens within Jun City could perceive the disturbance, realizing something had gone awry at the Two Saints Temple.

Yuxu Temple had just formed an alliance with Dinghu Sect that day. Noticing the commotion, they would come to assist, but Wuzhiqi's invasion forced Yuxu Temple and others to stay put in Shu County.

Wuzhiqi himself was a vexing foe, his cultivation so profound he could disregard oppressive Divine Skills like Demon Suppression. With the shadow of the Dragon Palace behind him, he was someone to be extremely cautious of. The likelihood of receiving reinforcements was slim.

Elder Tianpeng's attempt to create a commotion seemed futile.

"Right."

Yun Fei's voice drifted on the wind once more, "Inside the West Beauty Mirror, there are a few guests I've invited. I hope your Junior Nephew enjoys their company."

As she spoke, she glanced down at the mirror in her hand, where the reflection showed Jiang Li plummeting through the air.

'Though I failed to lure Jiang Li to Yong Province, he has still fallen into the trap. Now, I'll wait for Tianxuan to make a move.'

Thinking this, Yun Fei prepared the Seal Technique, ready to intervene at a critical moment, to prevent them from truly killing Jiang Li.

After all, a soul could be preserved even if the body died, but a living bait was always more useful.

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Jiang Li plummeted from the sky and landed on his feet with a resounding thud.

The slit on his forehead had sealed shut, a golden inscription forced the talisman back into Jiang Li's Sea of Consciousness, even forming a seal on his forehead, suppressing the fluctuations within.

This left the already spent Jiang Li showing signs of weakness, his Qi Mechanism visibly deteriorating.

A red glow hurriedly approached; Xiao Tian rushed over, barking twice upon seeing Jiang Li's weakened state, the epitome of loyalty and devotion.

Yet, even with its posture towards Jiang Li, it was difficult not to suspect that it was simply trying to demonstrate loyalty, hoping Jiang Li would remove the curse-bound chain from around its neck and grant it freedom once more.

At the same time, the shadowy figure flashed into the darkness, vanishing without a trace; the assassin's sword once again hidden, awaiting the moment to strike.

Zaochi stood erect with a Stone Shield, spear in hand, his menacing fangs fully exposed, radiating murderous intent.

Da Feng, in turn, morphed into a grotesque humanoid figure clad in a black robe, fixing a deadly stare at Jiang Li, "Hehehe, boy, your end is near."

Among those present, it was he who was the most severely injured; had Zaochi not blocked Jiang Li's "Heavenly Endless Treasure" earlier on his behalf, this infamously fierce Devil Cultivator, indirectly responsible for the Lu King's death, might have met his demise right here.

And in the forefront, a member of the Jiang family approached, hands behind his back.

He appeared to be around thirty years old, handsome and robust, dressed in a long robe of gold and red embroidered with flame-like patterns, and a sign of the five grains at the cuffs.

Jiang Li recognized this garb; it signified the status of the Family Head's legitimate son, the eligibility to succeed the Family Head position.

Called the "Fierce Mountain Robe," whomever wore this would be equivalent in status to the Dinghu Sect's True Disciples, all potential rulers of a major power.

"So it's the noble son of the main house."

Jiang Li chuckled, "Looking at your face, you're actually in your forties; in the main house, there is only the former Family Head's second son, Jiang Zhuliu, who is forty-something and wears the Fierce Mountain Robe."

Faced with such circumstances, Jiang Li still had the leisure to deduce and even revealed a mocking smile, "Right, I recall a self-proclaimed Third Young Master, a traitor of the Sect; he died at my hands, but he did not have a Fierce Mountain Robe, and he didn't look much like you..."

With that, Jiang Li casually let his left sleeve slide back slightly, exposing a silver Protective Bracelet.

That was the Storage Bracelet Jiang Li had scavenged from Jiang Zhuyun's corpse, which he had been using until now due to its ample internal space.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuliu's eyes pulsated for an instant, and a savage aura quietly emerged between his brows.

His palm clenched tightly behind his back, Jiang Zhuliu looked indifferently at Jiang Li and said, "Even now, trying to psychologically battle me, seeking a strategy to break free, such tenacity. Jiang Li, had you served the family honestly, instead of becoming a traitor, how wonderful that would have been. Your death by my hands is truly a loss for the family."

"Jiang Zhuyun died at my hands," Jiang Li said with a smile.

"Still trying to psychologically attack me, truly the struggles of a dying man..."

"He died miserably, so much so that even his Innate Qi was refined by me, serving as nourishment for me."

Crack, crack—

The crisp sound came from behind Jiang Zhuliu, his clenched fist behind his back making an incessant noise.

He was furious.

He had hoped to kill and crush the spirit of this traitor, to witness his despair; yet, to his chagrin, it was his own spirit that had been wounded.

"Jiang Zhuyun..."

"You're seeking death!"

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