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Tian Xie saw Ren Pingsheng stopped in the distance, and his emotions reached a peak. Just when he was feeling somewhat desperate, Ren Pingsheng actually came to a halt. At this moment, their flying device was on the verge of collapse, with cracks all over it, and it looked like it would disintegrate at any moment.
"Ha ha, it seems that heaven is truly favoring me; Ren Pingsheng has finally reached his limit. Quick, let's chase after him!" he shouted with a flushed face.
Li Yun was also taken aback for a moment before laughing as well. After using the secret technique, his aura had weakened significantly. The side effects of these techniques were quite severe, and it was best to find a place to rest quietly as soon as possible. Otherwise, prolonging the time would have considerable effects on his cultivation. This was also why he had been so hesitant at first.
After using the secret technique, his speed had decreased somewhat and was roughly on par with Ren Pingsheng. So he had been following from a distance. Now that Ren Pingsheng had unexpectedly stopped, he felt overjoyed without any mental preparation. Thinking of the impending Demon Emperor's Legacy and King's Artifact, his heart immediately burned with excitement.
"I told you, you can't escape. Now you've really reached your limit, haven't you?" He rushed forward excitedly, unable to hide the greed in his eyes, which was magnified infinitely at that moment.
"Alright, I need some time to try to control this Demonic Energy. It's troublesome without a body. You need to hold on," said the Demon Emperor, before entering above the Abyss of Demons. The previously gently flowing Demonic Energy suddenly trembled.
Ren Pingsheng glanced lightly and turned around to see three members of the Evil Sect descending from their flying device. It seemed their flying device had also reached its end; as soon as they left, it shattered.
"Ha ha, Ren Pingsheng, it seems even heaven isn't helping you. You could have escaped anywhere but here; now you have nowhere to run!" Tian Xie slowly approached with a mocking expression. "Now we can settle things; it's time for you to return what you took from me, and there's also the grudge against Li Kun."
"Return what I took? What a joke. Why don't you say that the Sword King Tomb is yours too?" Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but laugh and retorted without holding back.
"Hmph, kid, don't be stubborn; you'll return it whether you like it or not. Do you think you can still get away? You'll see how it goes for you soon." He seemed very dissatisfied with Ren Pingsheng's attitude. However, he then remembered something and couldn't help but smile broadly.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you something. Once I kill you and go back, I'll have someone propose to the princess of the Great Chu Dynasty. I see your relationship seems pretty good."
"So you're saying all these things were done by you? That includes threatening her mother?" His expression turned cold as he asked sharply. Although he had thought about it before, now that it was confirmed, he felt furious. After all, his separation from Chu Yanran had a significant connection.
"Threaten her? No way! Why would I threaten her? As long as you're dead, it won't hinder me at all," Tian Xie said after a brief pause. "I get it now; this must be the work of that little brat Chu Mingxuan. He came to me for cooperation back then and wanted my support for him to become Sovereign, promising to marry his sister to me. It seems he put in quite an effort to kill you; it's just a pity you're too cunning and managed to escape."
"Chu Mingxuan? Is it him? Then everything before..." Ren Pingsheng immediately connected the dots; perhaps everything before was a deception or that Chu Yanran had always been deceived. Maybe her mother had been safe all along; everything was meant to force her to give up their relationship and then take advantage of that to eliminate him.
"I never expected him to be such a person; he's truly ruthless," he muttered to himself. He recalled that gentle man who cared for his sister so meticulously back then. To sacrifice his own sister so decisively for the position of Sovereign was shocking.
"Ha ha, these people are going crazy over that position of Sovereign. I really don't understand what's so great about it," Tian Xie said disdainfully with a shrug. "Enough with the nonsense; even if we're going to die, let's do so clearly—hand over the stuff quickly."
"Ha ha, if you want it, come and take it yourself," Ren Pingsheng said calmly, without any fear.
"Very well, then you can play with him to your heart's content, regardless of life or death," he said with a sinister smile.
"Young Master, rest assured, I am enough on my own," an elder with respect-level cultivation stepped forward and said mockingly at Ren Pingsheng.
"Kid, you're going to die!" He chuckled and appeared right in front of Ren Pingsheng. However, having already had experience with the Supreme Expert, Ren Pingsheng narrowly dodged this time. He did not get knocked back as he had at the beginning when he couldn't even react.
"Kill!" Dodging the attack, Ren Pingsheng advanced instead of retreating. He twisted the Azure Wind Sword in his hand, and a golden sword aura surged down with overwhelming momentum.
"Bang..." The two separated upon contact. The elder swayed slightly but steadied himself. Meanwhile, Ren Pingsheng was forced to retreat several steps, stopping only after backing up five or six yards. Even his right hand holding the sword felt somewhat numb from the impact.
"Hey, kid, stop struggling." The elder had merely raised his palm to dissolve Ren Pingsheng's attack. The gap between a Martial Master Realm Martial Artist and a Supreme Expert was not to be underestimated, especially when facing a high-level Supreme Expert.
"Die for me!" He shouted lightly and unleashed a series of illusions as he struck again. Ren Pingsheng felt his vision blur as the attack came rushing toward him.
Ren Pingsheng could only manage a block before being sent flying. If a high-level Supreme Expert got serious, he simply had no way to contend.
"Kill!" Stabilizing himself using Wind Realm before the second wave of attacks arrived, he quickly slashed several times with the Azure Wind Sword, unleashing a torrential downpour of sword energy that enveloped the Evil Sect elder within it. He sought not to injure but merely to delay.
"Slash!" Seizing this rare opportunity, Ren Pingsheng gripped the Azure Wind Sword with both hands and struck down at the Evil Sect elder shrouded in Sword Light. An immense force converged and vanished in an instant. The entire world seemed to freeze for that moment before being replaced by the brilliance of this sword strike.
"Ah, kid, you’re seeking death!" As the light dissipated, the Evil Sect elder emerged with part of his clothing tattered. Although he managed to block Ren Pingsheng's strike just now, he was caught off guard and his True Qi was disrupted. While he wasn't injured, he looked quite disheveled, which brought him great humiliation.
"Tianlang Baimoon! Die for me!" He stepped forward and threw a punch. The entire space seemed to boil over; even the air felt ignited and became restless. Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt as if the very space was collapsing around him; moving even slightly became difficult. He could only activate Thousand Silk Armor before being hurled away with a scream.
Blood scattered across the sky as Ren Pingsheng retreated rapidly, feeling somewhat dazed and seeing darkness encroaching at the edges of his vision. Having taken a full-force blow from a high-level Supreme Expert—even with Thousand Silk Armor's protection—he was already severely injured.
"This won't do; this old guy is too strong; I am completely outmatched. It’s nearly impossible to heavily injure him. However, it’s not impossible to make him suffer some injuries as long as I’m not too far away and don’t give him time to prepare." Stabilizing himself despite the pain in his chest, Ren Pingsheng thought to himself.
"If I take another hit like that, I might still hold on. Thousand Silk Armor, Thousand Silk Armor, please don’t let me down." He whispered softly before wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth and looking up at the approaching Evil Sect elder while calculating in his mind.
"Haha, kid, now you have no power to fight back. Struggling is useless." The Evil Sect elder laughed heartily as he looked at the motionless Ren Pingsheng, even slowing down his attacking motion slightly.
"Oh, really? You're too happy too soon." Ren Pingsheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes somewhat crazed. All of his Sword Momentum was unleashed as he lifted the Azure Wind Sword and slashed, completely disregarding the fist coming at him.
"Old fool, die for me!" he roared, the momentum around him continuously gathering. Seizing that fleeting moment, he unleashed sword strikes without any sign of fatigue. The second style of Heavenly Sword Three Styles was executed by him as if it were an ordinary move, continuously slashing out. However, as he executed the fifth sword strike, his Sword Momentum began to slowly decline, though he remained oblivious and did not stop.
The distance between the two was already close; seven or eight sword energies, all carrying immense pressure, almost reached the Evil Sect elder in an instant. Just moments ago, he had been startled by Ren Pingsheng's Sword Momentum. In an instant, he was surrounded by sword energy. His expression changed; this sudden attack would not take his life, but injury was inevitable.
However, he steeled himself; True Qi flashed and enveloped his entire body. Ignoring the approaching sword energy, the power and speed of his fists increased by a third. At this moment, he no longer held any contempt.
With a thunderous sound, both figures flew out. The Ren Pingsheng who was sent flying was covered in blood, yet the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. Even a Supreme Expert could not gain the upper hand against him.
"Cough cough..." He looked at his right hand and saw blood. He struggled to steady himself and couldn't help but smile bitterly; the price paid was indeed high. After being hit full force by a Supreme Expert twice, even breathing felt incredibly difficult for him now. A sharp pain constantly pierced his chest, fearing that some bones might have been broken.
"It can only be like this now; however, that Heavenly Evil Sect Young Master must be killed." Ren Pingsheng glanced into the distance with a plan forming in his mind. Even though he had separated from Chu Yanran, he would not let those who plotted against them go unpunished.
"You damned thing, I will definitely kill you." The Evil Sect elder emerged from the smoke, looking somewhat miserable with tattered clothes all over. His chest bore several wounds left by Sword Light, bright red blood glaringly visible.
He screamed in rage with a twisted expression on his face, showing signs of shock as well. It seemed unbelievable that he had been injured by a Martial Mastery warrior.
"Die for me!" Perhaps due to his anger, his speed increased further. The injured Ren Pingsheng didn't even have time to think before he was sent flying again.
This time the injuries were more severe; after hitting the ground, he lay still for a long time without moving.
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