s only at the level of a False Dan realm. It's possible he could be underestimated and have an opportunity to take advantage of this by pretending to be weak.However, these are not the main reasons.Af...Tan Hao desperately fled, but the disparity in cultivation was too great, and he was easily caught up by the masked man.
“Whew!”
A strong wind struck from behind, as fierce as a thunderbolt.
Tan Hao's heart was jolted with fear, his figure refusing to hesitate. In a hurry, he cast a shield magical artifact and hurled it behind him.
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'Bang!'
A metallic clang resonated.
The masked man's flying sword easily sent the shield flying. He paused briefly, then his sword flashed again, continuing to pursue Tan Hao.
One by one, the magical artifacts were thrown out, all being deflected by flying swords or smashed to pieces. The distance between the two did not widen but instead grew ever closer.
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“Keep running, I want to see how far you can go...”
The jester's voice, masked and close to his ear.
Having been deceived by Tan Hao, the masked man walked so many wrong paths. Filled with anger, he decided to play with Tan Hao, treating him like a cat playing with a mouse, in order to vent his frustration.
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A fierce look flashed across Tan Hao's face. His escape light suddenly stopped, then he abruptly turned around. With a flick of his palm, a stack of talismans flew out from his hand.
Only a loud dragon roar could be heard.
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These amulets contained identical incantations. After the amulets shattered, a dozen ice dragons composed of crystals materialized out of thin air, roaring in fury towards the sky.
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In a roar, he lunged at the masked man with bared fangs and claws.
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These ice dragons were imposing and powerful, forming a dragon formation to jointly kill the man with the mask.
The masked man was still full of strength, well-prepared, and as the situation unfolded, his figure flickered several times. He calmly shuttled between dozens of ice dragons. A flying sword surrounded the masked man, slashing out sharp sword qi. Each sword strike precisely targeted the weak spots of the ice dragons.
Only the sound of explosions and helpless roars could be heard, as one ice dragon after another was beheaded by the masked man. Their bodies shattered into pieces, transforming into icy shards that swirled and fell.
Like a snowy night.
The scenery is very beautiful.
Only Tan Hao wasn't in the mood to appreciate the scenery. His final move was easily countered by the masked man, and he hadn't even managed to scratch him.
This is the difference between the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage.
He possessed no powerful artifacts or talismans, no enigmatic martial arts or spells. It was impossible to bridge such a gap.
Tan Hao made no further futile struggle. He lifted his head, his gaze fixed on the southwest direction. His eyes seemed to pierce through the boundless swamp, seeing his own cave dwelling and the only relative waiting inside.
The elixir of tranquility has been purchased, but it can never be sent back.
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Since Tan Hao decided to enter the Ancient Immortal Battlefield with his Qi Refining cultivation, he had been looking forward to this day.
Before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, one must remain constantly on edge in the Ancient Immortal Battlefield.
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For many years, thanks to the mask's help, he had several times stunned his opponents, turning danger into safety and surviving on the perilous ancient Xian battlefield. But the mask wasn't omnipotent, and this day finally arrived.
There wasn't much despair in his eyes, rather a sense of relief and liberation.
Tan Hao sighed softly and muttered, "Xiao Jie, big brother will go first and pave the way for you..."
In his right hand, he held a dagger; it was the one he had kept for himself.
The methods of torment used in the cultivation world are too numerous, some could be said to be the most brutal punishments imaginable. Just thinking about them sends shivers down your spine. He could clearly feel the hatred the masked man held for him; he would rather die than fall into his hands!
Otherwise, survival is impossible, and death cannot be achieved!
Tan Hao had already been aware of this.
To his surprise, just as Tan Hao was about to raise his arm, a horrifying and heart-wrenching scream suddenly pierced through the swirling snowflakes ahead.
The scream was actually coming from the masked man!
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Tan Hao froze, his face full of surprise and uncertainty. He knew himself well; those talismans couldn't possibly make the masked man make that kind of sound, unless...
'Pff!'
A jade green, slender and delicate little sword, carrying a splash of fresh blood, flew out from the ice shards.
That warm blood, encountering the frost, instantly congealed into ice, transforming into a flurry of bloody ice shards. Then, with a nimble flick of the flying sword, it swiftly reversed its direction.
The next moment.
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‘Bang!’
The ancient tree beside
trembled violently.
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A flying sword, carrying a corpse, was firmly nailed to the trunk of a tree.
The body was already covered in a thin layer of ice, the two sword wounds on its chest still bright red and glaring.
The masked man’s eyes were wide with terror, unable to close. There was still a trace of panic and fear in them. It was obvious that after the sneak attack, he hadn't had time to resist at all before being killed by the spirit sword.
This is precisely the first supernatural power, the ability to vanish and become invisible.
The masked man, feeling confident and invincible, was only playing with Tan Hao. He never expected a hidden danger to be lurking behind him, being struck by the Wumu sword at close range and dying an untimely death.
When facing opponents of the same realm, there are not many opportunities to use the ebony sword for a close-range sneak attack. However, against lower-realm cultivators, this divine ability is exceptionally effective!
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It's not necessary to use talismans or the Ten Directions Hell Banner at all.
'Plop!'
The ebony sword disdainfully tossed the masked man's corpse into the mud. Sword qi wrapped around the masked man's pouch and flew back.
The decaying mud quickly consumed and corroded the masked man, leaving not a trace.
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At this moment, a figure emerged from behind an ancient tree, sheathed her spirit sword, and took the pouch from the masked man. She glanced at it casually, shook her head in disappointment, put it away, and looked up at Tan Hao.
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From being in a desperate situation, the masked man was suddenly ambushed and killed. The situation took an unexpected turn. At this point, Tan Hao could finally understand that he had encountered a black eating black scenario.
Tan Hao's face was full of uncertainty, he couldn't tell if this situation was good or bad for him.
To be able to kill the masked man so easily, his strength must be even greater.
Whether it's the masked man or this mysterious person, they could easily kill me. However, this person isn't like the masked man; he didn't choose to casually kill me. Perhaps there's still a chance of survival.
Tan Hao felt the man's gaze through his cloak fall on him, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly presented his small pouch with both hands, bowing deeply: "Thank you, senior, for saving my life. I have nothing to repay you, only this meager fortune. I hope senior will not find it lacking."
For a long time, the mustard seed bag in his hand remained untouched.
The mysterious person stood still, with no intention of killing.
This caused Tan Hao to be in great torment.
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Qin Sang looked at Tan Hao, pondered for a while, and finally chose to untie his cloak, revealing his true face, and said: "Tan Hao, long time no see, do you remember your old friend"
Tan Hao was taken aback, suddenly raising his head to see Qin Sang's face.
First, there was a haze in his eyes, then a distant memory was awakened. After all, Qin Sang's appearance hadn't changed much compared to decades ago.
"You are... Qin..."
Tan Hao pointed at Qin Sang, his expression full of astonishment.
Qin Sang nodded, saying with a hint of emotion, "It's been decades since we last met. I never expected to see you again today, Brother Tan. How have you been all these years"entipede, you should have some experience, right I wonder if the legend is exaggerated.'"This is a translation of your input. Please note: I have only translated the text within the > tags and left th...