A black light streaked across the boundless sky. After flying at an unparalleled speed for a while, the black shadow finally fell. Seeing that it was about to hit the ground, the black shadow flickered and stood firmly in place.
It was a middle-aged man with a cold and ordinary face. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were shining brightly, making people not dare to look at him directly.
The place where he landed was a wasteland with no signs of human habitation within a few miles.
Once he arrived here, he immediately let out a long sigh and gently pressed his chest. Then he took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill, and swallowed it.
The Dragon-Snake of Crying Ghost Ridge could use its special innate ability to swallow and spit out black mist to make up for the loss of spiritual essence, but Gimo Fanshu could not do it. Even if he had stood at the peak of human dao, he could only heal his injuries by swallowing pills.
The Dragon-Snake of Crying Ghost Ridge lived up to its reputation. Although he had used the trump card that he had accumulated and cultivated for hundreds of years and used the powerful divine power to break one of the Dragon-Snake's fangs, he himself had also suffered serious injuries.
That Dragonsnake, while fighting with him with its head and body, had actually used its tail to accumulate power. Just when he had succeeded in his attack and relaxed his mind for a moment, it launched a surprise attack.
Although Gimo Fanshu was the ancestor of the assassination world, this time he still failed miserably.
This dragon-snake was simply too cunning.
Ye Xiwen slowly sat down cross-legged. Then, he activated his Real Qi, and immediately dissolved the medicinal pill. Then, the medicinal effect was transmitted to every part of his body. When the Real Qi and the medicinal effect condensed into one, an extremely comfortable feeling spread throughout his body.
After a long while, Jimo Fanshu opened his eyes. The sharp glint in his eyes flickered for a moment before slowly fading away.
Almost at the same time, all the momentum on his body disappeared. At this moment, he looked like the most ordinary middle-aged man, without the slightest aura of an expert who was in charge of the world's largest assassination sect.
He turned back to look in the direction of the Crying Ghost Ridge. He was extremely curious. He Yiming and the others were able to control that dragon-snake.
When he first came to the Crying Ghost Ridge, he didn't go deep into the black fog. He just watched from the periphery of the cliff.
In any case, this kind of action couldn't be considered a provocation, and the giant snake would never fight with him just because he was watching. So, the only possibility was that He Yiming and the others were trying to sow discord.
However, what he could not figure out was how intelligent spiritual beasts like dragons and snakes were. How could they be so easily provoked?
No matter how hard he racked his brains, he still couldn't figure it out.
After all, he wasn't a Saint Beast, so he couldn't understand the thoughts of these Saint Beasts. Naturally, it was even more impossible for him to understand the intimate relationship between Saint Beasts who possessed the bloodline of Divine Beasts.
Suddenly, Gimo Fanshu raised his eyebrows and looked at the distant horizon.
There, a rainbow-colored glow suddenly appeared, and it was flying toward his head.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that it was a Great Venerable who had achieved the Five Qis Unifications. At this moment, he was riding the Divine Soldier's Light toward a certain place.
Slowly, Gimo Fanshu's face darkened, and he even doubted his eyes.
'The rainbow-colored glow?'
As far as he knew, there was only one Great Venerable who could use the rainbow-colored glow. That was the mysterious man who was with He Yiming, the one who fought with him in order to buy time for the white horse to escape.
When he thought of this mysterious monster, a ripple appeared in his heart.
This person's cultivation technique was extremely strange, and there was no aura of life on him at all. If this person could become his disciple …
A faint light flashed in Gimo Fanshu's eyes. 'Perhaps this person is the most talented assassin in the world.'
However, he clearly remembered that he didn't hold back at all when he chased after the white horse. The power of that palm was so great that he had used almost all of his strength. Since that person's martial arts cultivation base hadn't reached the peak of the human path, he would definitely die.
Nevertheless, when he saw the rainbow-colored glow flying toward him in the sky, his firm confidence finally wavered a little.
Everyone's Divine Soldier's glow was different, and it was even more so for the divine light of flight.
In Gimo Fanshu's life, there was only one person who could produce the rainbow-colored glow while flying.
He hesitated for a moment, then he soared into the sky and charged straight into the sky while being wrapped by the black light.
Gimo Fanshu was certain that if the person in the rainbow-colored glow was really that person, he was definitely heading toward the Crying Ghost Ridge. Flying over his head was undoubtedly the shortest path.
He was so fast that the black light reached the sky in an instant and waited for the rainbow-colored glow to come closer.
Slowly, the rainbow-colored glow's speed decreased, but the person didn't escape. Instead, he began to deviate from his initial direction. It was clear that he wanted to go around Gimo Fanshu and continue moving forward.
Gimo Fanshu frowned. This time, even he couldn't figure out if this was the person he was expecting.
If it was really that person, how could he be so calm after seeing him?
Gimo Fanshu cleared his throat and said loudly, "Your Excellency, please wait."
His voice spread far and wide, and there was a faint rumble in it.
The rainbow-colored glow stopped, and the light around the face slowly dissipated, revealing a face that Gimo Fanshu was unusually familiar with. After seeing this face, the founder of the Yellow Spring Sect couldn't help but twitch his eyes uncontrollably.
This person was indeed the mysterious and powerful figure by He Yiming's side. However, unlike what Ji Mo Fanshu had imagined, the man's eyes were cold and indifferent. Not only was there no trace of anger or resentment toward him, there wasn't even the slightest hint of emotion.
When Jimo Fanshu saw those eyes, he couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever dealt a fatal blow to the young man.
At the very least, he had self-awareness. He knew that if he were in his shoes, he would either turn around and run or fight to the death. How could he still be so calm?
When he thought of calmness, his heart suddenly moved. His Divine Sense once again circled 108's body twice. In the end, he sadly found that even when 108 was flying in the air, he didn't show any signs of life.
His heart throbbed. With such a powerful body and outstanding talent, it would be a real waste if this person didn't become an assassin.
"What's the matter?" A calm voice came from 108's mouth.
Gimo Fanshu said in a deep voice, "Do you know me?"
108 said without hesitation, "I do."
Gimo Fanshu said coldly, "Since you know me, aren't you afraid of me?" He smiled, and the powerful aura that had disappeared suddenly spread out even more violently.
If the Oracle was here, he would definitely cover his face in shame and run away, because the aura between the two was not on the same level at all.
Gimo Fanshu's voice sounded like a thunderclap in the sky.
"I can hurt you once, and I can hurt you twice."
Under the impact of such a surging aura, Hundred and Eight's expression did not change in the slightest. He slowly nodded, as if he had heard the most ordinary thing, and said indifferently, "I know."
Jimo Fanshu's eyes were like lightning as he swept his gaze across the faces of the one hundred and eight people. However, his heart was filled with a monstrous wave that was not the slightest bit inferior to the aura that filled the sky.
He was already using his full strength, and under the shroud of his aura, everything bowed down to him. Even some insects hiding in the darkest corners stopped all movement and curled up.
His boundless aura had already made all creatures feel the fear of death.
However, the person in front of him was actually calmly standing in the air, allowing the surging aura to spread around him, without moving at all.
This result made Gimo Fanshu depressed, and he wanted to vomit blood.
Even if 108 had erupted with an aura that was not inferior to his at this moment to resist him, it definitely wouldn't have shocked him as much as this.
"It's good that you know … Hehe!" Gimo Fanshu suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to say in front of this mysterious person who was like a block of wood.
"What else do you want?" 108 continued to ask calmly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Gimo Fanshu was startled. It seemed to be the first time in hundreds of years that someone spoke so casually in front of him.
He opened his mouth, and the words that he wanted to reprimand Ou Yangming suddenly changed. "Do you want to learn the way of assassination?"
108 shook his head without hesitation and answered, "I never kill."
Gimo Fanshu was stunned, and his expression became unusually funny. A Five Qi Venerable actually said that he never killed. Even if someone said that, someone had to believe it!
108 nodded at him and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave."
The seven-colored light spread out and covered his face again, then wrapped around him as he headed straight in the direction of Crying Ghost Ridge.
Gimo Fanshu had many thoughts in his mind, but he did not stop him in the end.
It was not that he had suddenly become soft-hearted, but he had a strange premonition in his heart. Even if he intercepted him, or even killed him again, he was afraid that he would come back from the dead.
Gimo Fanshu's eyes immediately lit up when he thought about that. He spread out his hands and recalled the scene when he fought with 108.
Soon, he confirmed that he had indeed used all of his strength to attack, and it had hit 108's body solidly.
Anyone below the peak of human dao would definitely die without a doubt after being hit by that palm. There was no chance of survival.
Gimo Fanshu was very confident about that.
However, when he looked in the direction that 108 had left, and then looked at the still dark sky, where there was no moonlight.
Gimo Fanshu suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Could he have …
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