The moment Su Wanqing saw the figure, she let out a sigh of relief. Her body went limp as she leaned against the wall.

  At that moment, a cold arm slipped under her armpit.

  Su Wanqing was startled. The next instant, she felt her body lifted into the air at astonishing speed.

  The familiar scent reached her nose, calming her slightly.

  All she could see around her was rolling mist.

  Just as she was about to speak, Yun Che’s indifferent voice sounded beside her ear.

  “Don’t move.”

  “I’m taking you to kill people.”

  Holding Su Wanqing under one arm, Yun Che paused briefly in midair.

  From his storage bag, the flood dragon tendon immediately flew out.

  With a flick of his right hand, the tendon extended rapidly. Its end lashed outward and instantly wrapped around the headless corpse of the big-headed cultivator.

  Then the tendon split into two branches, the second one binding Pulin’s corpse.

  Gripping the dragon tendon, Yun Che swept his divine sense outward.

  The positions of the fleeing cultivators immediately appeared within his mind.

  A trace of ridicule flashed through his eyes.

  With a movement of his body, he chased toward the northeast.

  As he flew across the sky, the dragon tendon in his hand dragged two Core Formation corpses behind him, swaying in the wind.

  Kun Sang was filled with terror.

  The feeling earlier had been like a giant hand stirring his sea of consciousness. It felt as if a simple squeeze would destroy his soul instantly.

  Especially Pulin’s bizarre death—it filled him with dread.

  At this moment, his regret was overwhelming.

  For the sake of a pill furnace, three of them had already died two deaths.

  Thinking of this made his heart panic.

  Gritting his teeth, he slapped his storage bag and took out several pills, swallowing them without hesitation.

  After catalyzing them with spiritual power, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a cloud of blood mist.

  His hands formed rapid hand seals within the mist.

  As the spells were completed, his body rapidly withered—

  But his speed suddenly multiplied several times.

  Leaving behind a shadow, his body shot forward a hundred li in an instant.

  Yun Che sneered.

  His body streaked through the sky like a meteor.

  Soon he saw Kun Sang in the distance.

  A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

  Opening his mouth, he spat out a flash of crystal light.

  With a single flicker, the light disappeared—

  And instantly appeared a hundred li away.

  Kun Sang was fleeing in panic when suddenly a sharp pain struck his back.

  Looking down, he saw a beam of crystal light piercing straight through his chest.

  His Golden Core immediately flew out of the wound, drifting backward.

  He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

  His vision darkened.

  His body tilted and fell from the sky.

  Before death, he could not understand one thing—

  How had everything suddenly reversed?

  How had the prey become the hunter?

  The moment his body fell—

  A golden thread lashed out from Yun Che’s dragon tendon.

  With a swift coil, it wrapped around Kun Sang’s corpse.

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  As Yun Che flew past, the body was dragged behind him.

  Now three Core Formation corpses were tied behind Yun Che.

  From a distance, they resembled the three tail feathers of a peacock, pulled straight behind him by the dragon tendon—

  And Yun Che himself was the crest upon the peacock’s head.

  “Third one.”

  Yun Che’s face was gloomy as he tossed the Golden Core into his storage bag.

  Then he turned and flew toward the next target.

  Su Wanqing watched everything unfold.

  Even though she had mentally prepared herself, the scene still shook her to the core.

  At that moment, Yun Che’s strength left an indelible mark deep in her heart.

  Chen Hai, an elder of the Douxie Sect, was usually treated with great respect.

  But now he fled like a stray dog.

  Knowing he lacked speed, he dug a deep pit in the ground not long after escaping.

  Suppressing his entire aura, he buried himself underground.

  Back when he was still in the Foundation Establishment stage, he had escaped death many times using this method.

  Lying beneath the earth now, he bitterly smiled.

  He had not used this life-saving technique in a very long time.

  He sighed softly.

  But suddenly—

  His sigh froze.

  His eyes bulged wide.

  Within his pupils appeared a flash of red lightning.

  Blood began pouring from his seven orifices.

  Inside his sea of consciousness, red lightning raged wildly.

  A golden thread pierced through the soil, wrapping around Chen Hai’s corpse and dragging it out of the earth.

  “Fourth one.”

  The dragon tendon split into four branches.

  Four Core Formation corpses now trailed behind Yun Che.

  Aside from the headless one, the other three had blood congealed around their eyes and noses, making them appear horrifying.

  After killing two more, the cold light in Yun Che’s eyes did not diminish.

  It grew even sharper.

  His body shot forward again.

  After the time it took to burn a single incense stick, the number of corpses behind Yun Che had increased from four…

  to nine.

  Only one person remained.

  The first to flee—

  Great Elder Qian Kun.

  The farther he ran, the colder his heart grew.

  Especially when his divine sense swept backward and saw the nine corpses tied behind Yun Che.

  His scalp went numb.

  In such a short time, Yun Che had killed every Core Formation cultivator except him.

  What kind of cultivation was required to achieve this?

  “Could he be… Nascent Soul?”

  Qian Kun trembled.

  But he quickly denied the thought.

  When they first chased Yun Che, they had clearly seen his cultivation—

  He was only a False Core cultivator at the peak of late Foundation Establishment.

  That was why they had treated the pursuit like a game.

  But now everything had reversed.

  The reversal was so fast that Qian Kun felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

  Behind him, Yun Che followed calmly.

  The cold light in his eyes grew stronger as he watched Qian Kun fleeing far ahead.

  Qian Kun was mid-stage Core Formation, so his speed far surpassed the others.

  But Yun Che was not in a hurry.

  Such high-speed flight would consume enormous spiritual power.

  Sooner or later, Qian Kun would slow down.

  Gritting his teeth, Qian Kun suddenly changed direction.

  He remembered a Douxie Sect branch nearby.

  Two Core Formation cultivators were stationed there.

  Facing life and death, he no longer cared about anything else.

  As long as they could delay Yun Che even slightly, he might survive.

  Burning every ounce of spiritual power, he rushed toward the branch.

  Wuding Peak was a towering mountain.

  Buildings and pavilions filled its slopes.

  A thousand years ago it had belonged to a major sect.

  But after the sect declined, the Douxie Sect destroyed it and turned it into one of their branches.

  On this day, the disciples of the branch were quietly cultivating.

  Two Core Formation elders—Mu Nan and Mu Bei, brothers—suddenly opened their eyes during meditation.

  They looked at each other and hurried outside.

  In the sky, Qian Kun flew toward them in a miserable state.

  Before he even arrived, he shouted loudly:

  “Mu Nan! Mu Bei!”

  “I order the two of you to mobilize all Wuding Peak disciples and block the pursuer behind me!”

  “Do not allow him to leave Wuding Peak even a single step!”

  “If you succeed, you will be rewarded ten thousand top-grade spirit stones!”

  With that, he rushed past them and continued fleeing.

  Mu Nan and Mu Bei froze.

  If even the Great Elder was fleeing…

  How could they possibly resist such an enemy?

  Just then—

  They saw Yun Che appear in the distance.

  The moment they saw him, their hearts trembled violently.

  Especially when they saw the nine corpses dragging behind him.

  Looking carefully, their faces changed drastically.

  Mu Nan exclaimed:

  “The nine elders from headquarters… this… this…”

  Mu Bei took a deep breath, cold sweat covering his body.

  He grabbed Mu Nan’s sleeve and immediately bowed respectfully.

  “Junior Mu Bei greets Senior.”

  Mu Nan trembled and hurriedly followed.

  “Junior Mu Nan greets Senior.”

  Yun Che glanced coldly at the two.

  Without slowing down, he flew past them.

  That single glance made their hearts pound wildly.

  Their backs were instantly soaked with sweat.

  Qian Kun had been flying for so long that his spiritual power was beginning to run dry.

  He took out a pill and swallowed it.

  But the moment of delay allowed Yun Che to draw even closer.

  Seeing Yun Che closing in, Qian Kun let out a miserable laugh.

  Turning back viciously, he took out a red token from his storage bag.

  A dark red character was carved on it—

  “Exterminate.”

  This token was the legendary Hundred-Day Myriad-Demon Kill Order.

  It was an ancient relic.

  The crafting method had long been lost.

  Even in the entire Demon Sea, fewer than ten remained.

  Qian Kun had obtained it by chance and secretly refined it as his ultimate trump card.

  Activating the token required the life of a Core Formation cultivator.

  Once activated, anyone who killed the wanted target would obtain the cultivator’s cultivation condensed into a cultivation pill, greatly increasing their power.

  Because of this effect, demonic cultivators would fight desperately to hunt the target.

  And because of that—

  Almost no one would activate the token themselves.

  Instead they would force another Core Formation cultivator to do it, then easily claim the reward.

  Thus the tokens had become increasingly rare.

  Now, there might not even be ten left in the entire Demon Sea.

  Qian Kun originally intended to use it when attempting Nascent Soul.

  But now, facing death, he had no choice.

  Holding the token, he stopped and waited for Yun Che to arrive.

  Anyone targeted by this token rarely survived a hundred days within the Demon Sea.

  But if they survived the full hundred days, they could consume the sacrificer’s cultivation pill themselves.

  Seeing Yun Che approach, Qian Kun raised the token and shouted:

  “Stop!”

  “Do you recognize this token?”

  “I have fused my soul with it!”

  “If you kill me, the Kill Order will mark you as its target!”

  “Today’s mistake was ours, but you’ve already killed nine people. Why push things to the end?”

  “If you spare me, I will personally recommend you to become a Great Elder of the Douxie Sect, just like me!”

  “What do you say?”