Fortunately, he had the precious wooden sword, so his body was unharmed. He retreated only because Meng Hao’s cultivation was insufficient to withstand the blow; otherwise, that arrow would not have been qualified to push the wooden sword back even half an inch.
At this moment, Meng Hao was in pain all over, his mind somewhat hazy, but his tenacious character and a glimmer of a will to live struggled within him. He bit his tongue, using the pain to sharpen his senses. With a pale face, he looked up and saw a young man in white robes descending from the sky, stepping on a green leaf.
The young man’s expression was calm, his eyes cold. He didn’t display arrogance, yet anyone who looked at him felt that he was high above them.
His cultivation was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but he appeared to be only twenty-two or twenty-three years old. This young man struck Liu Daoyun, who was also at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, with fear.
At this age, this person must be a heaven’s chosen of a great sect! Liu Daoyun immediately made this judgment in his heart.
Meng Hao, in his white robes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the white-robed young man.
“Ding Xin, of the Zi Yun Sect, acting on my sect’s orders, to take your life,” Ding Xin said indifferently. He had come by order, searching for Meng Hao in Zhao State for several months. Today, using his own methods, he had located his target. In fact, he had arrived early but had been observing from a distance, not rushing to make a move.
He was completely different from people like Shan Shuiyin and Lu Song. As an inner disciple, and frequently receiving sect orders, he was one of the Zi Yun Sect’s heaven’s chosen. He was destined to achieve Foundation Establishment, and once he did, he would become a true heaven’s chosen, venturing out only for experience.
In terms of experience, he far surpassed Shan Shuiyin. In the past two decades, he had gained some renown in the Southern Domain. His character was cold, and his actions ruthless. In the Southern Domain, he still had to consider the sect’s reputation, but in this small Zhao State, he acted as he pleased.
Earlier, seeing Meng Hao’s danger, he had fired that arrow, but he hadn’t expected Meng Hao to still be alive.
Meng Hao’s face was grim. Today, three waves of pursuers had appeared: two at the eighth level of Qi Condensation and two at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. With his cultivation, he clearly couldn’t resist, and with his current injuries, the situation was extremely critical.
Seeing Ding Xin step forward, Liu Daoyun’s eyes flickered. He hesitated for a moment but still showed his usual determination. Today, he would not give up.
The two from Qu Shui Sect, Zhou and Xu, hesitated even more. If it were just Liu Daoyun, the two of them could handle it, but now with the addition of someone from the Zi Yun Sect, they wavered, undecided.
A imperceptible glint flashed in Meng Hao’s eyes. He patted his storage bag, and immediately five bird feathers flew out, joining the four under his feet to form the Nine Feather Treasure Fan, carrying him far away from this place.
Ding Xin’s expression was calm. He waved his sleeve, and a large leaf appeared under his feet, giving chase. Liu Daoyun also acted, and the two from Qu Shui Sect, Zhou and Xu, quickly followed.
Sun Hua’s speed was inferior. At this moment, he was already on the ground but was unwilling to give up, running quickly in pursuit.
The three waves of people were extremely fast. Meng Hao swallowed another demon core, but the cold energy within was still very heavy, especially his wounds. Some, pierced by sword qi, were still bleeding.
But he gritted his teeth and circulated the spiritual power in his body. After patting his storage bag, his hand immediately flashed, revealing the silver spear.
The moment that object appeared, Liu Daoyun's eyes lit up, and his footsteps slowed slightly. Even Ding Xin blinked. As for the two people, Zhou and Xu, from Quishui Sect, although they couldn't see the silver long spear, Sun Hua, who was running on the ground, immediately shouted loudly.
"That's the long spear! That's the supreme treasure that Old Ancestor Kaoshan bestowed upon him!"
As soon as the words fell, the speed of Zhou and Xu slowed, but their eyes revealed an intense gleam.
"You've also come for this spear. If that's the case, this spear consumes an extreme amount of spiritual power when wielded. Without reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, it's fundamentally difficult to fully unleash its supreme power. Whoever has the ability, come and take it!" Meng Hao's expression was unsightly, revealing a look of distress. At this moment, as if for his life, he spared no expense, throwing the silver spear in his hand far away.
All his spiritual power was contained in his arm. At this moment, he threw the spear with a bang, and in an instant, it transformed into a silver rainbow, flying away at an extremely fast speed, discarded by Meng Hao.
As the silver spear flew out, a flash of light gleamed, illuminated by the sunlight, creating a dazzling halo that instinctively drew everyone's gaze towards the long spear.
Meng Hao didn't hesitate. After throwing the long spear, he urged his precious fan to transform into a rainbow, flying away at an extremely fast speed.
Especially the direction Meng Hao threw the spear, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it flew straight towards the three disciples of Feng Han Sect who had just managed to catch up nearby. These three people quickly saw the silver spear in the sky and were momentarily stunned.
Sun Hua's eyes lit up. He snorted softly without hesitation, changed direction, and quickly ran straight towards the long spear, his face filled with murderous intent. As he rushed forward, he patted his storage bag, causing a sword light to fly out, as if he would kill anyone who dared to snatch the long spear.
Behind him, more than ten disciples of Quishui Sect also exerted all their strength, running quickly.
Liu Daoyun's expression changed. In his heart, he hesitated, unsure whether the long spear was real or fake. He hadn't reached Foundation Establishment and hadn't developed spiritual consciousness, making it difficult to see through. But this matter was inherently ambiguous, making it hard for him to judge. However, no matter what, he couldn't let others make a fool of him, watching idly as the disciples of Quishui Sect surrounded his junior brothers.
Otherwise, once word got out, he would definitely be severely punished upon returning to the sect.
Moreover, if the long spear was real, and he missed this opportunity, he would also be severely punished upon returning to the sect. It was as if all paths led to death, causing him to grit his teeth.
"Damn it!"
Liu Daoyun stomped his foot, abandoning the pursuit of Meng Hao and running towards the long spear. Initially, Zhou and Xu hesitated, but seeing the long spear flying there, and Sun Hua and the others from Quishui Sect also quickly approaching, they were already unsure whether to continue the pursuit. At this moment, seeing Liu Daoyun running in that direction, they immediately made up their minds and ran straight towards the long spear.
Only Ding Xin of Ziyun Sect, his eyes flashed, but he only hesitated for a moment before making a decisive choice. His mission was to kill Meng Hao, and he didn't care whether the supreme treasure was real or fake. At this moment, he chuckled, his eyes blinking, and the large leaf under his feet transformed into a rainbow, carrying him as he continued to pursue Meng Hao.
One in front, one behind, one fleeing with all his might regardless of the cost, the other a ninth-level cultivator wielding a sharp flying magic treasure. In an instant, they vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, Liu Daoyun was rapidly flying towards the long spear. He was almost upon it when a low growl suddenly came from behind him.
Lei Tianling!
As the sound reached him, dark clouds immediately appeared in the void above Liu Daoyun. Thunder rumbled, and a bolt of lightning instantly struck down towards Liu Daoyun.
Liu Daoyun's face darkened. He swung his right hand forcefully, and at the same time, a wave of cold air spread out, striking directly at the lightning. The lightning exploded with a roar in the air and dissipated, while the cold air immediately entered the thunderclouds. The thunderclouds rumbled as if trying to expel the cold air.
"Lei Tianling, activate!" Under normal circumstances, Chu and Xu would not have acted this way, but with the silver spear here, and with their Quishui Sect clearly having the advantage on the ground, why should they let Liu Daoyun pass? They roared in unison, fighting even more desperately than when they pursued Meng Hao.
With a loud bang, the thunderclouds directly exploded, transforming into an attack wave that scattered in all directions. Chu and Xu both spat out blood, suffering from the backlash. Liu Daoyun was also disheveled, his body covered in dirt, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth as the spiritual light in front of him flickered.
Just then, the silver long spear fell and plunged deep into the ground. A Feng Han Sect disciple tried to grab it but was swept away by a flying sword and forced to retreat. Sun Hua rushed over with a ferocious expression, followed by a group of Quishui Sect disciples with savage eyes, swarming in.
"This spear is a supreme treasure! It belongs to my Quishui Sect!" Sun Hua's expression was agitated. If he was the first to obtain this supreme treasure, although he wouldn't be able to use it, bringing it back to the sect would surely earn him a reward. Perhaps he could even break through his cultivation and enter the eighth level.
As he approached, he raised his right hand, reaching out to grab it. Three Feng Han Sect disciples roared in anger but were surrounded by more than ten people. At this moment, they were continuously injured and could only watch helplessly. Clearly, this supreme treasure long spear had flown towards them, but now it was being snatched away by the Quishui Sect.
"How dare you!" Liu Daoyun turned his head and roared towards the ground. His voice echoed. As he spoke, he ignored Chu and Xu who were approaching. He pointed his right hand towards Sun Hua on the ground not far away. At the same time, a Feng Han Finger instantly appeared, moving with lightning speed, and shot straight towards Sun Hua.
With Sun Hua's cultivation, he couldn't possibly dodge it. His face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth, revealing a fierce expression. He knew in his heart that this supreme treasure was his only chance of survival. At this moment, he didn't hesitate. In the instant the Feng Han Finger approached, he tightly gripped the silver long spear, and with an explosive surge of aura, he swung it backwards.
"Break for me!"
As his words rang out, Sun Hua held the silver spear in his hand. In that instant, even Liu Daoyun narrowed his eyes and focused his attention. Behind him, Chu and Xu also paused for a moment, looking over in unison.
The silver long spear in mid-air glowed as the sunlight hit it, transforming into a beautiful arc that instantly collided with the Feng Han Finger. With a thud, the sound was not loud, but the silver spear shattered under the single strike, most of it pulverized, with some fragments scattering in all directions.
Sun Hua was startled for a moment, but this was the last surprise of his life. The Wind Chill Finger immediately pierced his chest, and his body exploded with a thunderous sound, even more violent than when his silver spear shattered.
Liu Daoyun was stunned, and the two men, Zhou and Xu, were also dumbfounded. On the ground, the disciples of the Wind Chill Sect and the Winding Stream Sect shared the same sentiment.
Silence fell all around, with only the echoes of Sun Hua's dying roar lingering.
Liu Daoyun was the first to react, stepping forward to pick up a broken piece of silver. At the same time, Zhou and Xu also stepped forward to pick up a piece.
It really was silver! This damn silver spear! Liu Daoyun's eyes were bloodshot, almost driven to madness. He roared to the sky, his heart filled with resentment and hatred. He had killed Sun Hua. If he had truly seized a supreme treasure, it would have been understandable, but to kill an inner sect disciple of the Winding Stream Sect over a fake long spear – this was enough to enrage two great sects.
Meng Hao! Liu Daoyun tried to give chase, but Meng Hao had long since fled. Moreover, Zhou and Xu were now also seething with rage. Although they were furious at Meng Hao, Sun Hua had clearly been killed by Liu Daoyun. How could they let him leave so easily?