In less than a cup of tea's time.
The green soft sword thrown by Wei Tu, with the propulsion of his "Exit Soul" technique, quickly appeared behind Sun Chixin, blocking the four black-clad cultivators who were continuing their pursuit.
"Finally, it's here!"
Sensing the familiar aura on the green soft sword, Sun Chixin, who had been fleeing in blood escape, immediately relaxed and slowly lowered his escape light, sitting down to rest.
This action wasn't because Sun Chixin had given up, but because his current state was no longer able to keep up with the journey. If he pushed any further, his Golden Core could crack.
Additionally, Sun Chixin believed that with the protection of a Nascent Soul ancestor, the Ying Ding Tribe's experts would make these Hidden Gate assassins hesitant and would force them to retreat.
"Out Of Body Technique?"
"It's the Ying Ding Tribe's Divine Master who made a move!"
Just as Sun Chixin had expected, upon seeing the sudden appearance of Wei Tu's green soft sword, the four assassins from Hidden Gate immediately showed signs of caution and began to have second thoughts.
After all, they had not prepared to offend a local Nascent Soul ancestor when they came to hunt down Sun Chixin in a foreign land.
In simple terms, while it was easy to kill the exhausted Sun Chixin now, escaping from a Divine Master's pursuit wasn't going to be that simple.
"Wait a minute, is this Wei Tu's aura?"
At this moment, the leader of the Hidden Gate cultivators, whom Wei Tu thought was the Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, suddenly changed his expression and muttered to himself.
"Wei Tu?"
Hearing this, the remaining three Hidden Gate assassins were confused, not understanding who this foreign cultivator was.
However, when they turned to look at the leader, the Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor suddenly lost his usual calm demeanor. His face contorted in extreme disbelief, and his lips trembled with anger.
"Wei Tu, Wei Tu..."
"How could he have attained Nascent Soul!"
The Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor hissed in a low voice.
As soon as these words were spoken, the three remaining Hidden Gate assassins instantly understood that their leader probably had an irreconcilable grudge with Wei Tu from the Ying Ding Tribe.
"Sun Chixin holds an exotic treasure. He is someone our sect must obtain. If any of you are afraid of dying, feel free to leave."
The Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor spoke in a deep voice.
After speaking, the Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor instantly moved and raised his hand, igniting a dazzling pale purple spirit fire. It seemed as if he intended to bypass the green soft sword and kill Sun Chixin, who was resting and healing behind it.
"Purple Capital Thunderfire?"
From a distance, inside the Divine Master's Mansion, Wei Tu saw this scene and immediately recalled the unique skill of the Tian Yi Sect's Sect Leader.
"Is he Ji Zhang?" In that instant, Wei Tu suddenly realized.
Only Ji Zhang would hold such a deep grudge against him, and dare to kill Sun Chixin under his protection, without fear.
Ji Zhang was betting. He was betting that after Sun Chixin died, after everything was settled, Wei Tu, as a newly ascended Nascent Soul, would let him go... Not daring to offend Ji Yifeng, the Tian Yi Sect's Nascent Soul Mid-stage Sect Leader, who was Ji Zhang's biological father.
Clearly, as the direct disciple of the Tian Yi Sect, Ji Zhang knew very well the massive difference between a Nascent Soul Early-stage and Nascent Soul Mid-stage cultivator.
"Because of this, there was no need to offend your father. However, you still don't have the ability to cross the Thunder Pool and kill Sun Chixin."
Wei Tu's expression grew slightly cold. He flicked his sleeve, and a bronze ancient lamp flew forward.
...
In the next moment.
Under the observation of numerous Nascent Soul divine senses.
Just as Ji Zhang prepared to pass the green soft sword, the third-grade artifact transformed into a large green-scaled snake, blocking Ji Zhang's path, and began to lash out with its tail, tangling with him.
"Get out of the way!" Ji Zhang growled, his body igniting with Purple Capital Thunderfire, attempting to burn the green-scaled snake into molten metal.
As another Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, Ji Zhang knew his fake Nascent Soul strength was weaker than Wei Tu, but he didn't believe he couldn't fight against Wei Tu, who was using several artifacts from afar, while he was fighting in person.
A Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor was still an ancestor!
The green-scaled snake, transformed from the green soft sword, was just a third-grade superior artifact. It was effective against Golden Core cultivators like Elder Ma, but it was no match for Ji Zhang, a Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor. The sword was already showing signs of strain.
In less than a few breaths, the green-scaled snake was burned down by Ji Zhang's Purple Capital Thunderfire, and its scales were mostly burned away. Ji Zhang even cut off half of its tail with his spiritual sword.
After this heavy injury, the green-scaled snake immediately lost much of its spiritual essence, let out a whimper, and returned to its original form, a green soft sword, its glow dimmed.
"Kill!" Ji Zhang seized the opportunity without hesitation. He stepped forward and condensed a large hand of Thunder Fire, slamming it toward Sun Chixin, who was resting on the ground.
"Although Wei Tu is a genius, attaining Nascent Soul at the age of less than four hundred, he's still too young... His methods are still at the Golden Core stage."
"Being humiliated by a mere Fake Nascent Soul, this Nascent Soul Ceremony is really embarrassing for Wei Tu."
Inside the Divine Master's Mansion, Hong Jing, Ancestor Luo, and the other Nascent Soul Old Ancestors exchanged glances, secretly communicating with their divine sense.
Although they had come to congratulate Wei Tu, a newly ascended Nascent Soul, for his Nascent Soul Ceremony, in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel some resistance and rejection toward this foreign Nascent Soul.
Because, as the Ying Ding Tribe grew stronger, their Nascent Soul influence weakened accordingly.
Moreover, thinking about Wei Tu's achievement of Nascent Soul at such a young age, they couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy.
However—
Before Hong Jing and the others could rejoice.
They saw that the bronze ancient lamp that Wei Tu had just tossed out of his sleeve had, though late, finally arrived at the battlefield.
At this moment, even though Ji Zhang sensed the arrival of the Thunder Spirit Ruler, he firmly believed that Wei Tu wouldn't dare to harm him, so he did not slow down his attack and continued to strike forward.
In an instant, Sun Chixin, sitting cross-legged on the ground, took the full force of Ji Zhang's attack.
From the moment Ji Zhang made his move to the green soft sword blocking the attack, it only took a few breaths. So when the onlookers saw Sun Chixin struck down, they didn't show much surprise, assuming it was only natural.
After all, a Fake Nascent Soul Old Ancestor already possessed half the power of a Nascent Soul ancestor.
Killing an exhausted Golden Core cultivator was an easy task.
However, just as Hong Jing and the others thought that Wei Tu being suppressed by a Fake Nascent Soul Cultivator would become the laughingstock of his entire life… they saw that Sun Chixin's spiritual body had already appeared ten miles away.
And the original "Sun Chixin", crushed under the giant hand of Thunder Fire, turned into a faint blue shadow and disappeared.
"What kind of technique is that?"
"Did he switch places from afar?"
"No, that's impossible!"
"Such a technique, a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot control it."
The onlookers showed shock, slightly losing their composure.
They thought that even if Ji Zhang had made that move, they, as seasoned Nascent Soul cultivators, would have to exert a lot of effort to defend against it. It would have been impossible to do it so effortlessly as Wei Tu had just done.
But what they didn't know was that the technique Wei Tu had used just now had almost drained half of the Heavenly Star Lamp's oil he had accumulated over the past two years of cultivation.
Using so much "blood balm" to activate the Lifesaving Star Lamp and avoid Ji Zhang's killing move wasn't something difficult for him.
"Return!" At this moment, Wei Tu, in the Divine Master's Mansion, would not let Sun Chixin foolishly stay where he was. He clasped his hands together and activated the Heavenly Star Lamp, which then carried Sun Chixin back to Hu Jue Immortal City.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Seeing his attack fail and his anger rising, Ji Zhang didn't give up. He flew forward, trying to snatch Sun Chixin from the Heavenly Star Lamp.
But… in the short span of time, Wei Tu had already moved Sun Chixin below Hu Jue Immortal City.
This range had now become the perfect distance for Wei Tu to act with ease.
"Annoying!" Wei Tu sneered coldly, and the Koi Dragon Yin Blade flew from his brow, shooting forward like an arrow, slashing at Ji Zhang, who was chasing after him.
With the Out Of Body Technique accompanying it, the Koi Dragon Yin Blade arrived before Ji Zhang in less than half a breath.
"Not good!"
"Is he really going to kill me?"
At that moment, sensing the terrifying aura on the Koi Dragon Yin Blade, Ji Zhang's expression immediately changed, and a sense of unease gripped him.
His instinct told him that with his cultivation, if he took this Soul Path attack head-on, even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured.
"Right, father's treasure."
At this moment, Ji Zhang suddenly remembered the Stellar Soul Golden Gong his father Ji Yifeng had given him over seventy years ago when he left Tian Yi Sect.
"Go!" Without hesitation, Ji Zhang immediately summoned this fourth-grade inferior artifact.
Clang~
A huge sound of metal clashing rang out.
The Stellar Soul Golden Gong, resembling a pale blue jade plate, was instantly struck by Wei Tu's Koi Dragon Yin Blade, and it was violently embedded into the wall of Hu Jue Immortal City.
The impact of blocking this strike wasn't easy for Ji Zhang either. He was sent flying back by the force, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and only managed to steady himself after retreating more than ten steps.
"A half-realm difference, and it's so huge?"
Ji Zhang could not hide his shock. He stared at the Koi Dragon Yin Blade still hovering in the air, its cold light still flashing, unable to believe what had just happened.
Before the battle, he had thought his strength was inferior to Wei Tu's, but he never imagined that without Wei Tu personally showing up, even when he used his fourth-grade artifact, the Stellar Soul Golden Gong, he would still lose so terribly.
"Dead infant! Spiritual infant!" Ji Zhang's face darkened, and as he looked inside his Dan Tian, where his Nascent Soul appeared dark and rotten, the hatred for Fu Linglong in his heart grew even stronger.
After all, if not for Fu Linglong's interference, he should have been a Nascent Soul, just like Wei Tu, high and mighty.
He would never have suffered such humiliation today!
"Ji Zhang, I remember our past, and I don't wish to kill you. Leave now!"
At this moment, a cold voice came from above Hu Jue Immortal City.
Hearing these words, Ji Zhang, his face as cold as ice, couldn't help but feel even more humiliated.
This time, he dared to strike at Sun Chixin because he relied on his background, thinking Wei Tu wouldn't dare kill him.
But… retreating safely and being defeated in a single strike were two different things.
The latter was too humiliating!
"Thank you, Ancestor Wei, for sparing my life!" Ji Zhang muttered bitterly. Despite his hatred, he still maintained his manners, bowed to the sky above the Immortal City, thanked him, and then fled with his three Hidden Gate subordinates in a hurry.
However, what Ji Zhang didn't realize was that while he was fleeing, some of the precious blood he had spat out from his injuries had been secretly taken by Wei Tu.