Chapter 367 - 224: Slaying Murong Kang, Facing Reincarnation Together

BOOM!

Several Protective Treasures shattered.

Murong Kang’s expression turned grim as he spun around and yelled.

"What coward is this?"

Li Chang’an said nothing, once again unleashing a beam of Cyan Wood Divine Light.

He had entered the Borrowed State, his Magical Power comparable to that of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

If an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator were struck by this beam of Cyan Wood Divine Light, they would have been blown to pieces on the spot.

But Murong Kang withstood it once more.

"Li Chang’an!"

His gaze was sharp and cold as he finally spotted Li Chang’an’s figure.

"To think you’d actually dare to leave that turtle shell of Changqing Mountain and take the initiative to attack me. Fine by me. It saves me the trouble."

"Murong Kang, your leaving Yellow Crane Mountain has saved me some time as well."

"It seems you’ve made quite a few preparations!"

A cold sneer appeared on Murong Kang’s face as the aura around him began to skyrocket.

"But surely you don’t think you’re the only one with secrets?"

In just a few breaths, his aura surged to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment!

At the same time, a faint, blood-red glow materialized around his body, giving him an eerie appearance.

"Li Chang’an, at first I wanted to kill you. Then I thought killing you would be a waste and decided to plant a Bloodline in you. But now... I’ve changed my mind."

The blood-red light around Murong Kang grew more intense, making him look as if he had just emerged from Purgatory.

He stared at Li Chang’an’s body and spoke slowly.

"Your talent far exceeds my expectations. I am going to refine you into my avatar, to walk the world in my stead while I command from behind the scenes."

"An avatar?"

Li Chang’an’s interest was piqued.

He asked, "The Demon Planting Technique actually contains a method for refining avatars?"

"That’s right!"

Murong Kang’s pupils slowly turned blood-red, like two blood moons, giving him a deeply demonic look.

"Once the refining is complete, you will forget your past and believe that you are me. Under my subtle influence, you will act according to my will."

"So you’re saying my appearance will change to yours as well?"

"Precisely!"

Hearing this, Li Chang’an was somewhat surprised.

’To think such Magic actually existed in this world.’

’To completely forget one’s own identity and believe you are someone else...’

’That Senior Mo Qingkuang from ten thousand years ago was truly a peerless genius!’

"I’ve always wanted to refine an avatar, but I could never find a suitable target. Li Chang’an... you are perfect!"

The moment he finished speaking, Murong Kang made his move!

The blood-red light around him erupted, making him look like a peerless Demon. Chains of blood-red Magical Power shot from his hands, trying to bind Li Chang’an.

But Li Chang’an’s Escape Technique was astonishing. In an instant, he retreated far into the distance, leaving only an afterimage behind.

"Is this all you’ve got, Murong Kang?"

Li Chang’an’s expression was placid as Tier Two Spiritual Swords manifested before him, one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a Yi Wood Sword Array composed of twenty-seven Spiritual Swords took form, transforming into a brilliant flash of sword light that shot toward Murong Kang.

"A Sword Array?"

Murong Kang’s expression changed. He had no time to defend.

The next instant, all of his Protective Treasures shattered, and he himself was blown to pieces by the power of the Sword Array.

An ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator would have died then and there.

However, just a moment later, the exploded flesh and blood turned into wisps of blood-red smoke and dissipated into the air.

Not far away, Murong Kang reappeared, though his face was a shade paler than before.

"A Substitute Death Technique?"

Li Chang’an was slightly taken aback.

Based on the ancient texts he had read, Substitute Death Techniques were extremely rare; not even Golden Core experts or Nascent Soul Old Monsters were guaranteed to have one.

Yet Murong Kang possessed one.

Evidently, this Magic was also part of the Demon Planting Technique.

Li Chang’an grew even more interested in this technique.

With a single thought, the Sword Array formed once again.

"Murong Kang, how many times can you use that Substitute Death Technique?"

Murong Kang snorted coldly but didn’t respond.

He slapped the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist, and over a hundred rays of blood-red light shot out, transforming into cultivators in mid-air.

Among them were more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators!

All of these Cultivators had had a Bloodline planted in them and were completely under his control.

"Go!"

Murong Kang commanded coldly.

The hundred-plus Cultivators attacked in unison, swarming Li Chang’an.

"Li Chang’an, let’s see just how long your Magical Power can hold out!"

Murong Kang was certain that a Sword Array of that magnitude would consume a massive amount of Magical Power with every strike.

Li Chang’an surely couldn’t keep it up for long.

If this became a battle of attrition, it would be greatly to his advantage.

But...

Li Chang’an did not use the Sword Array again.

His gaze was cold and indifferent, a faint golden light flickering within his eyes.

"Golden Soul Sword, slash!"

In an instant, hundreds of golden lights split off from his Divine Sense, transforming into brilliant little golden swords that slashed in unison toward the hundred-plus controlled Cultivators.

Immediately after, Murong Kang let out a wretched scream.

The wisps of his Divine Sense left inside those Bloodlines were all annihilated in that single instant!

The sudden damage to his Divine Sense was completely beyond his expectations.

"A Consciousness Skill! How do you know a Consciousness Skill?!"

Murong Kang’s face was a mask of terror. He knew the weakness of the Demon Planting Technique.

But he had never paid it any mind before.

In the current Cultivation Immortality Realm, Consciousness Skills were practically unheard of.

But today, Li Chang’an had actually used one!

"Slash again!"

Li Chang’an barked a cold command. The hundred Swords of Divine Awareness merged into one, forming a shimmering golden Longsword that tore through the sky and instantly pierced into Murong Kang’s Sea of Consciousness.

Murong Kang screamed again as if struck by lightning, his face turning deathly pale.

Having split off so much of his Divine Sense to control the Bloodlines, his remaining consciousness was only at the level of the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment. How could it possibly withstand such a blow?

Under the assault of that radiant Golden Sword, his Sea of Consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

"No! No!"

Murong Kang’s face twisted, his expression utterly crazed.

"Li Chang’an, you can’t kill me!"

He transformed into a bloody shadow and fled desperately into the distance.

At the same time, a Blood-colored Jade Pendant appeared in his hand.

"Li Chang’an, this is the Bloodline Jade my master refined for me! As long as I douse it with my own Essence Blood, my master will be able to sense my location!"

Murong Kang roared himself hoarse.

Perhaps because his Divine Sense was so damaged, he had become unhinged. He was willing to risk exposing his practice of the Demon Planting Technique, intending to use the Bloodline Jade to summon Huang He Master.

If Huang He Master arrived, both of them would surely die!

Li Chang’an’s expression grew grim.

He used the Five Elements Spiritual Light Escape to give chase, simultaneously unleashing the Golden Soul Sword and the Yi Wood Sword Array, intending to utterly annihilate Murong Kang.

And yet,

Murong Kang, having cultivated the Demon Planting Technique, was incredibly difficult to kill.

His body was blown apart again by the Sword Array, yet he reappeared once more, as if he were immortal.

The Divine Sense Golden Sword shattered his Sea of Consciousness, but even that couldn’t stop him.

Finally,

In a state of utter madness, he poured his own Essence Blood onto the Bloodline Jade.

"Li Chang’an, walk the Reincarnation Path with me!"

Murong Kang’s voice was shrill as he roared with abandon.

He no longer cared about anything. He just wanted to hold on until Huang He Master arrived and drag Li Chang’an down with him.

But...

After being doused with his Essence Blood, that Bloodline Jade showed no reaction whatsoever.

"What’s happening? Why isn’t it working?"

A trace of panic flashed across Murong Kang’s twisted features.

He poured more of his Essence Blood onto it, praying the Bloodline Jade would show the slightest reaction and summon Huang He Master.

But it was all in vain.

"No! No! Why isn’t my blood working? This is the Bloodline Jade my master refined for me! Has... has my blood changed?"

Murong Kang’s eyes were bloodshot as he clutched the Bloodline Jade tightly.

Li Chang’an caught up to him and, seeing this, looked thoughtful.

"You said earlier you planned to refine an avatar. That avatar would forget its past and believe itself to be Murong Kang."

Hearing this, Murong Kang froze.

He slowly lowered his head, an unacceptable thought surfacing in his mind as he muttered under his breath.

"I... Am I the avatar?"