Witnessing this, Sima Ruiâs pupils contracted, and the color drained from his face in horror.
"Sword Array! Youâre Nie Wushuang!"
Many people could use a Sword Arrayâeven his old rival, Li Changâan. But only Nie Wushuang could control so many swords simultaneously.
"Damn you, Nie Wushuang! When did I ever offend you that youâd disguise yourself just to kill me?"
He frantically activated one Protective Treasure after another, transforming into a streak of light as he fled toward the Ancient Sect Ruins.
He lacked the courage to even consider engaging in Magical Combat with a figure like Nie Wushuang.
Now,
He could only pin his hopes on his Protective Treasures holding out long enough for him to reach the ruins and call for aid from his master and senior martial brother.
But the ruins were so far awayâso far, in fact, that despair began to set in.
In the blink of an eye,
the terrifying Sword Array crashed down upon him.
BOOM!
A terrifying blast of Sword Qi erupted. The sword light was brilliant and incredibly violent, threatening to tear the very heavens and earth asunder.
The force of this strike surpassed the limits of the Foundation Establishment Stage!
Sima Ruiâs Protective Treasures shattered one by one, ground to dust by the relentless Sword Intent.
In an instant,
all his Treasures were destroyed.
The residual power of the Sword Array slammed into Sima Rui, sending a violent tremor through his body. His spine buckled, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Daoist Nie, spare my life!"
Sima Ruiâs face was ashen. His body swayed, and he nearly plummeted from the sky.
He wouldnât be able to withstand a second blow from that terrifying Sword Array.
Another attack would undoubtedly kill him.
He had no choice but to beg for mercy.
"Daoist Nie, we met at the last Yellow Crane Immortal City auction. My master and your master have been friends for many years..."
His Qi was in disarray, and his words came out in a frantic rush.
But before he could finish speaking,
his vision suddenly went black. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he felt himself growing groggy.
âNot good, Iâve been poisoned!â
Sima Rui was horrified. âWhen did Nie Wushuang learn to use poison?â
âCould there be someone from the Five Poison Wanderer Lineage nearby?â
He hastily pulled a handful of Antitoxic Pills from his Storage Pouch and swallowed them all, attempting to delay the poisonâs effects.
But it was all in vain.
Just a few breaths later, he lost consciousness completely and plummeted from the sky, landing in the Jade Water Ripple Net.
"Come!"
Li Changâan gestured with a raised hand, pulling Sima Rui into his Spirit Beast Bag.
He quickly cast several Talismans to incinerate the bloodstains and wipe away his aura.
âI canât stay here long!â
With a flicker of his body, Li Changâan executed the Five Elements Spiritual Light Escape and sped away.
...
ăAbout two hours later.ă
He was now far from the site of the battle. After burrowing deep underground, he took Sima Rui out of the Spirit Beast Bag.
At this moment, Sima Rui was still unconscious.
The cause of his slumber
was none other than the Tier Two Late Stage Ten Thousand Poison Gu!
"Good work, little one. Keep him asleep for a few more days!"
Li Changâan instructed the Ten Thousand Poison Gu.
The Ten Thousand Poison Gu nodded gently, crawled onto Sima Ruiâs arm, and released more of its Sleep Poison.
Then, Li Changâan removed the restriction on Sima Ruiâs Storage Pouch.
The next moment,
one Treasure, in particular, caught his eye.
âThis is...â
With a thought, Li Changâan retrieved the Treasure.
The object was translucent, like a crystal. Inside, a plume of flame resembling a feather burned slowly. It was a peculiar sight.
"Red Feather Crystal!"
A look of delight appeared on Li Changâanâs face.
This Red Feather Crystal was one of the five primary ingredients required to refine the Five Elements Golden Condensation Pill.
The piece he held was massiveâenough for three refining attempts!
âSima Rui has certainly lived up to his reputation as a long-time auction host. To think he managed to get his hands on a Treasure like this!â
With this,
of the primary ingredients needed for the Five Elements Golden Condensation Pill,
Li Changâan now had two.
He hadnât been deliberately searching for them; he had simply acquired two just by settling scores with his enemies.
Besides the Red Feather Crystal, the Storage Pouch contained plenty of other Treasures.
There were even several Tier Three Treasures!
Li Changâan quickly took inventory of all the Treasures, setting aside any suspicious items.
He placed these items in a separate Storage Pouch and set up a Tier Two Array to protect the Underground Space.
"Dahuang, keep a close watch on Sima Rui!"
Li Changâan instructed Dahuang before drawing some blood from Sima Rui.
He then used an Escape Technique to leave. After traveling for a full day and night, he disposed of the suspicious items from Sima Ruiâs Storage Pouch in a different location.
With that done,
Li Changâan rushed back to the Ancient Sect Ruins.
Along the way, he took out a fake skin mask and changed his appearance, transforming himself into a perfect likeness of Sima Rui.
He now looked identical to Sima Rui. Even their auras were the same. There was no discernible difference.
âIn this state, perhaps not even Huang He Master could tell the difference.â
Li Changâan was quite satisfied with his disguise.
After returning to the ruins,
he soon spotted a group of disciples from Yellow Crane Immortal City.
He then feigned a serious injury, weakened his aura, and sped past the group of Yellow Crane Immortal City disciples.
"Junior Martial Uncle Sima, what happened to you?"
The disciples asked hurriedly, their faces etched with surprise.
Li Changâanâs voice was hoarse and weak. "Beware the Five Poison Wanderer Lineage. I suspect theyâve joined forces with that scoundrel, Ye Hao!"
"What?"
The disciples were all stunned.
Before they could ask for more details, Li Changâan was already far in the distance.
Only a few drops of dark green blood fell from his body, sizzling as they hit the ground and releasing wisps of acrid smoke.
"Be careful! Get back!"
"Junior Martial Uncle Sima has been poisoned! His blood is toxic too!"
The disciplesâ expressions grew grim. They held their breath, focused their minds, and took out Antitoxic Pills to consume.
After a long moment,
one of them cast out a strand of Magical Power, enveloping the drops of blood and guiding them into a small, separate Jade Bottle.
...
In the time that followed,