Mount Qilian was a mountain that stretched from the south to the north. It was similar to a scaled dragon in hibernation, and it split a mountain river, causing it to flow 50 kilometers to the east and the west.

This was one of the Sky-devouring Evil Remnants' important strongholds, where all sorts of weird incidents took place, hence there were rarely traces of humans.

The moon appeared to be a round board as it hung in the sky. Its moonlight shone gently, but half of it was covered by the undulating mountains, and it was extremely scattered in the forest. All of a sudden, a dense black cloud blotted out the moon in the sky, so there was no longer light in the forest.

As such, the forest was deep and quiet, so much so that it could make one shudder with fear.

"Woo, woo, woo!"

The howls of an evil wolf were heard out of nowhere, giving one goosebumps.

Deep inside the forest, below a giant rock, Ou Yangming moved his fingers. His clothes were ragged, his body was covered in blood, and his hair was in a mess. All in all, he was in a terrible state.

"Hiss, hiss…"

He shrieked in pain and slowly opened his shiny, starry eyes.

Flames were seen burning in his eyes, but they dimmed after a split second.

When his body recovered some energy after some time, he slowly stood up straight and got rid of the decayed fallen leaves on his body.

At the spur of the moment, dark aquamarine eyes appeared behind him. The owner of those eyes opened its blood mouth and moved as fast as a black vortex to bite his neck.

Ou Yangming smiled sinisterly. The terrain and the environment around him were perfectly displayed in his mind. Without even looking back, he pulled out an exquisite dagger from his sleeve. Numerous tadpole-like runes jumped on it, and a thin blood line connected the handle and the blade. Once the young fellow grabbed the weapon tightly, a red light flickered from the blood line while he stabbed backward by moving his hand close to his right ribs. Concurrently, he swayed his head sideways then tilted it downward.

"Puff!"

The dagger penetrated the hungry wolf's heart. It wailed, but its eyes soon lost their lights, and its aura eventually disappeared.

Ou Yangming furrowed his eyebrows. The devouring power burst out, and a warm current flowed out from the dagger and surged along his meridians, allowing his injuries to recover slightly. As for the evil wolf, it turned into a mottled paper, which was burned and scattered into the air without leaving a trace.

He looked up at the quiet night sky and sighed. 'If this last Blood Flight was any faster, I'm afraid that I'll be the first Spiritualist to fall to his death. I'm glad that my body's tougher than that of my peers, or I would've turned into meat paste already.'

The winding mountains were dark and deep. As a whole, they looked like a wild beast that was widening its bloody mouth and picking its prey.

"Ding!"

Following a clear sound of a spear, a figure jumped out from the dark without warning like a ghost.

His spear directly pierced the chest of a giant multicolored tiger, then the devouring power burst out, allowing his body to be abundant in Qi and blood again. Cracks could be heard coming from his body as his injuries further recovered.

Later on, he opened his interspatial bag to transfer the devouring attribute to devour the essences of the blood and flesh that he had accumulated before this. The process went on until he was fully recovered.

Once he recovered, he got rid of his traces and dashed toward the east.

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The mountain range was too extensive, so much so that it would be difficult for even a top-grade Venerable One to find someone.

Li Xin glared at Blood Shadow with red eyes and strong killing intent.

Blood Shadow immediately noted, "Li Xin, us followers have a stronghold here. The leader here is Xue Xuanye, who's a top-grade Spiritualist. I'll send a message to him and ask him to lead the followers to intercept."

Li Xin's eyes flickered. He uttered sternly, "You're bringing yourself to ruin. Remember—I want him alive."

Blood Shadow nodded. As he touched his dantian with his right hand, he could sense something peculiar. He fell silent for some time before he nodded.

Subsequently, Blood Shadow turned his wrist and revealed a queer plum flower that was releasing a blood light. When he bent his finger and pointed, the petals of the Blood Plum Flower dispersed and assimilated into the air like threads.

If one were to look down from the sky at the moment, one would be able to see.

Countless Blood Plums glowed on Mount Qilian, each one looking like a mottled light spot, and they connected to form the shape of a plum flower.

At the center of those light spots, an ancient stone statue could be seen. It neither looked like a stone nor wood, and it emitted a fearsome green light.

Ou Yangming had long put on his Star Trace Suit and was holding the Blood Condensation Spear. He increased his speed to the maximum and kept running forward. Even so, he was careful and consolidated at every step without leaving a trace.

The silver board-like moon set, so the sky darkened as a result. Before long, a voice was heard as it was carried by the breeze.

"Why does Sir want to catch this young fella?"

"It's probably Sir Devil God's decree…" The man breathed hurriedly and had a fervent look in his eyes.

"Yes, all hail Sir Devil God! Quick, we mustn't let this person escape!"

Ou Yangming was hiding in the dark. After keeping quiet for some time, he clutched his spear and began to ponder.

As soon as he changed the direction that he was going to head in, he darted forward with steps that would not leave trails nor make sounds.

Once, twice, thrice—Ou Yangming came across more people. Fortunately, his mental power was notable and truly rare, by which he could always predict danger in advance. He sat under a tree and looked in front, then he sighed and thought, 'Even if I use the Blood Flight to go far away for now, if Li Xin locked on to my location, judging from his speed as a Venerable One, he'll be able to catch up very quickly.

'I can't do this anymore. I must break out, or my range for movement will keep decreasing. As great as my mental power is, I'll still be found.'

He clenched the Blood Condensation Spear with an incredibly cold look in his eyes and ran as fast as lightning.

His heart thudded after a brief moment as he felt a strong sense of crisis.

A boom was heard, then a saber-light attacked Ou Yangming from behind. He rolled outward and only managed to dodge it. Losing its target, the saber-light struck a huge rock, which burst and spread in all directions. Consequently, rattles were heard coming from the leaves on the trees around as they were hit. Afterward, the young fellow heard a voice behind him. "Hmph, so you're here. This will be easy for me!"

After the voice went away, 3 figures arrived from behind. There were 2 men and 1 lady—the big man in the lead was a Spiritualist of top-grade in the middle stage, whereas the 2 others were only Spiritualists in the middle stage. Given their team, they could go against even a Spiritualist in the late stage.

"You have a good reaction to have avoided this."

The saber-light came from the leader. His eyes lit up as he looked at Ou Yangming's spear, then he waved his hand and said, "I'm taking this spear. As for you, surrender and follow me back, let you suffer physical pain." He was impassioned because Xue Xuanye had given them this order. If he managed to complete the task, it would surely be considered a wonderful contribution. Now that the opportunity was right in front of him, how could he give up? With that, the man flicked his saber with his right fingers, resulting in the clear sound of a saber to be heard.

Beside him, the 2 other people looked fervent too. In particular, the lady even twisted her waist like a willow swaying in the wind. Matched with her enchanting face, she could truly stir up one's soul. She chuckled and spoke in a soft voice, "Brother Li, I'd also like a part of this contribution this time."

The man, whose surname was Li, turned numb. He could not reject the lady at all, thus he nodded to assure her.

None of the 3 people paid attention to Ou Yangming as though they were confident about catching him at once.

Ou Yangming had a cold look in his eyes while his savagery burst out from his bones. He uttered, "You don't know your place!" The rune on his spear glowed like a firefly in summer, and it was striking as it was being stirred in the big man's direction.

The man's eyes gleamed as he exclaimed, "What a cool spear—I'm taking it!"

On the other hand, the lady expressed coquettishly, "Brother Li, I want his pieces of equipment. I'll do whatever you want later." She looked at the man with blushing cheeks that looked like pink peach flowers.

Li He's fighting spirit surged. He lowered his center of gravity and shifted his feet inward, then his body and his saber became one. A sudden sound was heard coming from the man's right wrist as he slashed and released a saber-light, then he swiftly withdrew his weapon. The saber-light was smooth as his move looked natural and clean.

The lady was envious, and she exclaimed, "Your spiritual Qi has almost condensed to become tangible, and you even used the Qiuhong Saber Technique."

On the contrary, Ou Yangming's movement was simple; he simply wielded his spear like a brush, but it found the saber-light's weakest point and broke up Li He's stance.

Li He's pupil shrunk as he was appalled. He had merged his energy, essence, and spirit to attack with all his might, but it was disintegrated like an ox being dissected. As such, he yelled, "Let's attack him together!" The other man and the lady dared not be arrogant anymore, so they split up and besieged the young fellow from different directions.

Ou Yangming kept sneering and asked, "Didn't you say that you want my spear? Come and get it!"

He tipped his toe and made a simple move of flicking his hand outward, but the tip of his spear pierced the air and let out an intense explosive sound.

The seemingly simple attack caused Li He's face to change. It seemed like he could not evade the attack no matter what, and the spear was aimed at his throat, by which he could only see the chilly spear tip.

"Puff!"

The spear tip went through Li He's throat, causing blood to splatter and heat to be released.

His blood painted Ou Yangming's clothes red, making the young fellow look like a sinister, evil ghost from hell under the moonlit night. The fellow then turned around calmly to look at the charming lady, and he opened his mouth to utter, "One…"

This frightened the 2 other followers out of their wits, and they staggered while moving backward.

Especially for the lady, her hair was blown by the wind as her silver hairpiece had fallen off somewhere. She mumbled softly while running in the forest, "A ghost—you're a ghost."

Ou Yangming scorned. "Didn't you want my pieces of equipment? You don't want them now?"

"Woosh." As Ou Yangming waved his sleeve, 2 exquisite daggers flew out and pierced the air before they stabbed the chests of the remaining followers. The forces from the daggers were so strong that the man and the lady flew backward.

A "bam" was heard as they fell to the ground.

They widened their eyes while blood oozed from their eyes, nose, and mouth, then they struggled for a while before they became utterly dead. Even until the end, they did not manage to shriek at all.