The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud - Chapter 380: I’ll Wait Until Dark, What About You?

Deep within the dense forest of Clear Wind Mountain, atop a giant tree, a figure cloaked in black sat quietly.

A powerful spiritual aura emanated from him.

However, the scene playing in his mind wasn’t the surrounding forest.

“I didn’t expect this kid to actually have some skills.

Not only is his alchemy impressive, but his combat strength is also surprisingly formidable.

No wonder he’s gained the saintess’s favor.”

The black-robed man muttered to himself, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

“But even if he’s strong, he’s still just a body cultivator.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t stand a chance against seven Golden Cores and a Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator.

After dealing with Su Jingzhen, my task will be complete, and I can finally explore that newly discovered place.”

As he spoke, a hint of excitement flickered across his face.

His gaze was fixed on the direction of the Clear Wind Mountain canyon.

But just as his words left his mouth, his expression suddenly shifted: “Shen Yifeng, as expected of the ruthless man.

That sharp nose of his is truly a nuisance.”

His voice was laced with a hint of malice.

He grumbled under his breath, and a strange spiritual wave surged from his body.

Soon, five short, black-robed figures appeared beneath the tree.

They were the five immortals who had previously attacked Su Jingzhen in the valley.

“I can only rely on those guys now, hopefully they can kill Su Jingzhen within a short time.

If they fail again this time, it would be a real pity.”

He muttered to himself, the black-robed man stood up and glanced towards Su Jingzhen’s direction.

“Facing Shen Yifeng, there’s still too much pressure…”

After sighing again, the black-robed man didn’t linger.

He jumped into the dense forest below and disappeared.

The five immortals behind him also vanished.

…

In the small valley, Su Jingzhen and the eight opponents remained locked in a tense standoff.

Although the eight were determined to kill Su Jingzhen, they were still hesitant. Su Jingzhen’s individual combat prowess was simply too formidable. To kill him, they would inevitably suffer casualties.

The question of who would live and who would die hung heavy in the air.

Coming from different factions, they were all driven by self-interest. But when faced with the threat of death, hesitation was understandable.

Seeing the eight hesitate, Su Jingzhen couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

He was happy to drag out the confrontation.

For Su Jingzhen, the best scenario was for the enemy to remain immobile, allowing him to conserve his strength.

As the light in the valley dimmed, visibility worsened. The invisibility energy of the Phantom Robe gradually enveloped Su Jingzhen, making his figure increasingly blurry in the eyes of his opponents.

“I’m waiting for nightfall, and I’m waiting for reinforcements from the Evil Moon Sect. What are you waiting for? Death?”

Su Jingzhen let out a cold chuckle.

Clear Wind Mountain was the territory of the Evil Moon Sect. They dared to openly stall for time with him, he didn’t know whether to laugh at their foolishness or their arrogance.

The longer the delay, the more advantageous it was for Su Jingzhen. There was no doubt about that.

But if the Evil Moon Sect remained oblivious to his disappearance and failed to send anyone to search for him, his chances of winning would be slim.

Although the Phantom Robe could provide some unexpected benefits in critical moments, it was impossible to completely vanish in the confines of the valley.

And those Golden Core cultivators across from him, no matter how hesitant they were, would eventually have to engage in battle.

[Remaining points: 1037]

At that moment, Su Jingzhen subconsciously glanced at his remaining points.

“If things really come to a desperate situation, I might have to activate the Guanyuan point prematurely.”

Originally, Su Jingzhen planned to return to the mystical realm and consume the last drop of North Sea Dragon’s blood before activating the Guanyuan point to counteract its effects.

And long the way, he will also use it to explore the center of the mystical realm.

But now, the most important thing for Su Jingzhen was to protect his own life.

Living meant having infinite possibilities.

“Everyone, I know what you’re thinking.

None of you want to be dragged down at this time, but things have come to this, and we have no way out.

As you’ve all seen, Su Jingzhen has a strange aura emanating from him.

His figure is gradually blurring. If we let him escape, our fate will be no better.

The Five Immortals won’t let us go.

On the contrary, if we can cooperate sincerely and kill him, what awaits us is the boundless wealth bestowed by the Five Immortals!”

“Furthermore, the Five Immortals have said that Su Jingzhen possesses the accumulated treasures of the Spiritual Medicine Sect over the years.

After killing him, all his treasures will be evenly distributed among us, as the Five Immortals will not lay claim to them.”

As the old man spoke, greed flickered in the eyes of the other seven.

This was indeed the root cause of their gathering here.

Part was greed, part was coercion.

Pawns, cannon fodder, that’s all they were.

At this moment, the Golden Core late-stage elder spoke again: “This time, Su Jingzhen’s combat power has indeed exceeded our expectations.

This time, one of us is bound to die.

But as cultivators, we seek fortune in danger.

Who can guarantee that the one who survives in the end won’t be themselves?

Dragging it out is not a solution, Evil Moon Sect cultivators will likely arrive soon.

I propose that we use our strongest means to attack together, without any reservations.

As for who lives and who dies in the end, who obtains the final treasure and ascends to the peak, it depends on individual fortune and destiny.

A gamble, how about it?”

The old man spoke these words without shying away from Su Jingzhen.

After all, from the moment Su Jingzhen was transported here by the Five Ghosts Mountain Moving Technique, they had already considered him dead.

On the other hand, when they gathered in this valley, they had already doomed themselves to have no possibility of reconciliation with the Evil Moon Sect.

The ending had already been decided: you die, I live.

If anyone wanted to back out at this point, it was impossible.

The others were not fools either, and they immediately understood the meaning behind his words.

“Good!

Then today, who lives and who dies, let’s gamble on fate!”

With no way out, they had to charge forward.

The auras of these men instantly became sharp and dangerous.

Their auras locked onto Su Jingzhen.

Thinking of the Evil Moon Sect’s power, they wanted a quick and decisive victory.

Seeing the sudden change in the group, Su Jingzhen cursed inwardly.

He became even more vigilant.

His blood energy surged constantly.

The Phantom Robe’s defensive capabilities were pushed to their maximum.

Fortunately, it was completely dark now.

In the valley, one couldn’t see their fingers in front of their faces.

The Phantom Robe’s invisibility skill could be used to its fullest potential.

And as a Spiritual Cultivator, his divine consciousness was completely superior to everyone present in terms of perception.

As long as he moved, it would be difficult for the others to lock onto him.

But the same old saying applied: these eight weren’t the ones he feared, it was the Five Immortals on the mountaintop whose location he couldn’t pinpoint.

He had to split his mental energy to guard against a possible surprise attack from the Five Immortals at any time.

“Kill him!”

At that moment, the eight men in front of him no longer hesitated, their killing moves already brewing.

They instantly surged towards Su Jingzhen.

Eight attacks were launched sealing all of Su Jingzhen’s escape routes.

The eight were cooperating for the first time, but their coordination was surprisingly good.

Su Jingzhen’s face was solemn, but he showed no panic.

During the previous standoff, he had already thought of a way to deal with this situation.

Even if these eight cooperated perfectly, there was a fatal flaw in their formation.

In the darkness, Su Jingzhen’s gaze locked onto a middle-aged man in plain robes.

This guy was the only Foundation Establishment stage cultivator among the eight!

The low realm is destined to become a breakthrough point!