Crashing into a wall while flying at top speed was a deeply unpleasant experience.
He Qianshan was sent reeling, his insides violently shaken and the Qi and blood in his body churning.
"Whoâs there?"
He roared, realizing heâd been ambushed, and immediately deployed a Protective Treasure to shield himself.
As a Cultivator who had been in the Golden Core Stage for many years, he had amassed a significant number of Protective Treasuresâfar more than Nie Ting.
He Qianshanâs gaze turned cold and sharp. He scanned his surroundings and quickly spotted Li Changâan.
"Li Changâan, itâs you!"
"Thatâs right, Daoist He. We meet again."
"Hmph! What right does a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like you have to call me a fellow Daoist? You should know..."
Before he could finish speaking, He Qianshan suddenly froze.
A flicker of disbelief crossed his eyes as he sized Li Changâan up.
From Li Changâan...
He could actually sense the Magical Power fluctuations of the Fake Pill Realm!
"Impossible! How could you have formed a core?"
He Qianshan stared intently at Li Changâan, his voice dripping with incredulity.
Though it was only a Fake Pill, it was still enough to shake him to his core.
After all,
Li Changâan only had a Low Grade Spirit Root.
With such talent, even reaching Foundation Establishment was incredibly difficult, let alone Core Formation.
Xu Fugui, who also possessed the talent of a Low Grade Spirit Root, was still stuck in the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, with his Magical Power having barely progressed.
Li Changâan replied nonchalantly, "Daoist He, the Cultivation Immortality Realm is full of infinite wonders and opportunities. Whatâs so strange about me forming a core?"
"An opportunity... Yes! You must have found some great opportunity!"
Ever since that great tremor, opportunities had been popping up everywhere.
The Golden Core Seed from the Zhang Family, for instance, had found an opportunity for Core Formation and successfully broke through.
At this thought,
a profound glint of greed flashed in He Qianshanâs eyes.
âJust what kind of astonishing opportunity could allow a Cultivator with a Low Grade Spirit Root to form a core?â
After all, in the entire Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm, a Cultivator with a Low Grade Spirit Root hadnât successfully formed a core in a thousand years!
There had been one, a millennium ago.
That personâs Spiritual Root was technically classified as Low Grade, but it was nearly Middle Grade in quality. Furthermore, their luck was simply heaven-defyingâthey had stumbled upon the complete legacy of a Nascent Soul True Monarch!
âThe opportunity Li Changâan found must be no less valuable than the legacy of a Nascent Soul True Monarch!â
He Qianshan came to a conclusion, and limitless greed flooded his mind.
He had been trapped in the Early Stage of Golden Core for a long time; this entire journey was for the very purpose of seeking an opportunity.
And now, an opportunity had delivered itself right to his doorstep!
He stared intently at Li Changâan and sneered, "Li Changâan, I had planned on dealing with you after my next breakthrough, but since youâve come here to court death..."
Before he could finish his sentence,
A terrifying Sword Array, composed of forty-five wisps of Sword Qi, ripped through the air. It transformed into a dazzling beam of light that slammed heavily into He Qianshan.
BOOM!
He Qianshan convulsed, sent flying backward until he slammed into the barrier of the Netherworld Evil Domain.
"This is the power of the Late Stage of Golden Core?"
His expression changed drastically, his voice laced with panic.
He had assumed that his own strength at the Early Stage of Golden Core would be more than enough to crush this Fake Pill cultivator, Li Changâan.
But the reality was the complete opposite.
A single attack had shattered a great number of his Protective Treasures!
"Impossible! Youâre not Li Changâan! Who are you? Why have you taken his form to come after me?"
Fear surged in He Qianshanâs heart, his earlier greed completely consumed by terror.
Faced with such power, he didnât dare to confront it head-on.
A short distance away,
Li Changâan remained silent as another Sword Array materialized in his hand.
"Go!"
The Sword Array shot forward and detonated in front of He Qianshan, shattering innumerable Protective Treasures.
He Qianshan could now smell the stench of death.
He frantically used every trick he knew, desperately trying to break out of this cage for even the slimmest chance of escape.
However,
before he could break free, several more Sword Arrays descended upon him one after another.
In the space of just a few breaths, the Protective Treasures he had spent years accumulating were completely depleted.
âHow could this be happening so fast?â
He Qianshanâs face was deathly pale.
One more Sword Array and he would be dead without a doubt!
Fortunately,
just then, Li Changâan suddenly stopped his assault.
A flicker of hope ignited in the heart of the already despairing He Qianshan.
"Fellow Daoist, I donât know how Iâve offended you. I beg you, please be merciful!"
He didnât believe his opponent was Li Changâan. He suspected it was some Golden Core expert from the Western Domain or one of the Demon Sects.
Li Changâan gave a faint smile. "Daoist He, if youâre willing to retrieve the Five Elements Golden Condensation Pill from the Yellow Crane Immortal Cityâs Treasure Vault for me, Iâll let you go. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, a troubled look appeared on He Qianshanâs face.
"Fellow Daoist, that Five Elements Golden Condensation Pill bears an imprint left by my Master. Anyone who touches it will immediately be detected by him."
âJust as I thought.â
Li Changâan was not surprised.
He hadnât held out much hope for it in the first place and had only asked on a whim.
It would be great if he could get it, but if not, so be it.
Next,
he then asked a few more things about Yellow Crane Immortal City.
Desperate to save his own skin, He Qianshan was extremely cooperative, answering every question without reservation.
Finally, Li Changâan asked, "Has Huang He Master ever found an opportunity related to the Nascent Soul realm?"
"Th-that... I wouldnât know. Master has never mentioned anything like that to me."
He Qianshan replied cautiously, all the while watching Li Changâanâs expression.
He hadnât given up; he was still looking for a chance to escape.
But just then,
he suddenly felt his head grow heavy, and his vision instantly went dark.
âNot good, Iâve been poisoned!â
He Qianshan was horrified. He had been poisoned without even realizing it, and the Magical Power throughout his body had nearly ground to a halt.
He was a Golden Core Master, after all.
For a poison to affect him this severely, it had to be, at minimum, a Tier Three Mixed Poison concocted from several different toxins!
âDonât tell me this person isnât just a Sword Cultivator, but a Poison Cultivator as well?â
He Qianshan couldnât help but fall into despair once more. Just what kind of monster was he up against?
With less than one percent of his strength remaining, he was completely powerless to resistâa lamb waiting for the slaughter.