5068 Concealed Kill

Because of his previous experience, he no longer lost himself in the void.

The void was vast, but the Yan Immortal travelers were exceedingly rare. Occasionally, a Yan Immortal would appear, casting a doubtful glance at Jian Wushuang, and then vanish into the void.

Relying on his own speed, it would take him a considerable amount of time to reach the Great Mi Heaven. However, if he used the Immortal Array Formation left behind from the Ancient Era, it would greatly shorten the journey.

But perhaps due to a less-than-favorable impression of the Immortal Array, Jian Wushuang stubbornly chose to travel alone.

The Heavenly Regions stretched out beneath him as he flew past with incredible speed.

Every Heavenly Region had countless living beings and cultivators who aspired for more than the mundane. These Heavenly Regions were just a drop in the ocean in the vast Great Si Region.

The Great Si Region was vast beyond imagination, immeasurable.

These emotions lingered in Jian Wushuang's Divine Sense for a moment before they were erased. He continued to move forward in silence.

Among those who could traverse countless domains of heaven, every one of them was a Yan Immortal.

However, not all Yan Immortals were virtuous. Often, there were Yan Immortals with formidable cultivation but no hope of ascending to the rank of Grand Yan Immortal, and they would ambush passing Yan Immortals in the void.

It was just like the Yan Immortals and Top Cultivators that Jian Wushuang had met during the voyage.

Although Jian Wushuang was still a Yan Immortal, his strength had reached a terrifying level. Even Qin Tuo, the son of the Shangjun Sect Master who had advanced to the Grand Yan Immortal, could be effortlessly slain by him.

So, he paid little attention to the dangers lurking in the void. He was confident that he could emerge unscathed even if facing a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal.

However, the less he cared, the more danger sought him out.

"Hey, traveler, hand over everything you have and I'll spare your life."

A somewhat coarse voice echoed, and then more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared from the void, blocking all of Jian Wushuang's paths.

Jian Wushuang furrowed his brow slightly and came to a stop.

In the vast void, a lone Yan Immortal was the most vulnerable to being ambushed.

Among these 18 figures, there were actually seven Yan Immortals and the rest were all Top Cultivators with profound cultivation.

These individuals, who had already reached the pinnacle of their strength, were now engaged in such lowly activities, which made Jian Wushuang feel disgusted.

The leader among the 18 figures, a burly man, took a step forward and pointed his halberd at Jian Wushuang. His eyes were full of arrogance, as if he were looking at an item in a store

In his eyes, the young Yan Immortal in front of him had nothing special except for his ethereal temperament.

Jian Wushuang, with a calm and quiet expression, suddenly smiled faintly, "Of course, you've come for a reason, and I'll give everything to you."

The burly man was initially stunned by these words, but then he became overjoyed and was about to rush forward.

However, a skinny Yan Immortal suddenly stopped him and shook his head, "Don't be reckless."

"Third Brother, are you out of your mind? Is it necessary to act like this for a lone Yan Immortal?" The burly man shook off the thin Yan Immortal's hand and excitedly approached Jian Wushuang.

The other Yan Immortals also gathered around at the same time.

"Don't play tricks. Honestly hand over all your precious treasures, and I will let you go, or else..." The burly man suddenly released a burst of Yan power that seemed unstoppable.

Faced with such a group of top cultivators, Jian Wushuang felt even more disgusted. However, he did not show it.

Then, Jian Wushuang closed his palms and a dark green pill appeared in his palm.

Instantly, the area within a thousand miles was filled with an extremely strange medicinal fragrance.

Rainbow-colored lights gathered around Jian Wushuang, reaching an unprecedented richness.

This pill, appearing in the world, made all the Yan Immortal and Top Cultivators widen their eyes in disbelief.

This pill had surpassed their imaginations. Even though they had never seen it before, the aura emanating from the pill told them that it was a great opportunity.

All the Yan Immortals became enthusiastic and almost involuntarily rushed toward the pill.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

A wisp of delicate Sword Intent, almost impossible to discern, floated up like a feather and spun in the air.

Time seemed to freeze for an instant, and before the frenzy in the eyes of the mad Yan Immortals and Top Cultivators had dissipated, they suddenly felt a chill in their necks and chests, and then they ceased to breathe.

That wisp of gentle Sword Intent took the lives of 6 Yan Immortals and 11 Top Cultivators within a breath.

If one looked carefully, they would see that their Immortal Sources and Life Sources had all been shattered and could not be reconstructed.

Their heads, which still had a fanatical look in their eyes, fell into the void and were then torn into pieces by the invisible gale.

Concealing his brilliance, Jian Wushuang furrowed his brow.

He paid no attention to the corpses of these deceased cultivators but instead gazed into the distance.

Over there, a skinny figure had already fled billions of miles away.

Long before Jian Wushuang took out the pill, the skinny Yan Immortal had fled without hesitation, putting a considerable distance between them.

"He's quite the excellent scout," Jian Wushuang muttered.

Although he said so, he had no intention of letting this small variable go unchecked.

Furthermore, the direction in which the skinny Yan Immortal fled was in the direction of Great Mi Heaven, so Jian Wushuang naturally gave chase.

At this moment, beads of cold sweat trickled from the skinny Yan Immortal's temples; he had employed every trick in the book to escape.

He did not even dare to turn his head. He was so scared that his soul almost left his body.

If it wasn't for his caution, he would have been dead by now.

Now, out of 18 figures, only he had escaped, and he could not help but secretly rejoice.

However, this relief did not last long. The skinny Yan Immortal instinctively looked back, and upon doing so, nearly lost all hope.

A youth with a calm countenance, who had effortlessly killed 6 Yan Immortals and 11 Top Cultivators with a wave of his hand, was charging towards him!

Despair surged within the skinny Yan Immortal, and he felt a chill creeping over his body as he trembled uncontrollably.

An indescribable aura of cold-bloodedness silently swept over him.

But this chilling intent did not emanate from Jian Wushuang.

It was frigid, icy, and domineering.

This murderous intent instantly spread for millions of miles.

Jian Wushuang halted his steps at the right moment, raising his eyebrows slightly.

This was not just murderous intent; it was also Sword Intent.

To cover such a vast distance in an instant was truly extraordinary.

"Do you have to kill them all? Can't you be a bit more merciful?" A voice, as if descending from the heavens, floated up, carrying a touch of cold inquiry as it approached Jian Wushuang.

The voice took form, countless ice crystal Sword Intents descending, capable of obliterating the heavens.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. He waved his hand and an endless breeze swept, reaching into the sky.

When the two collided, countless ice crystal Sword Intents disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The sweeping wind cleared the chaotic void, making it impossible for the hidden voice to escape.