The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud - Chapter 381: Taking a Beating

Now that he had chosen his target, Su Jingzhen did not hesitate at all.

The blood qi power within his Labor Palace instantly erupted.

It poured into the black brick.

Immediately, he activated The Netherworld Ghost Technique and took a step forward.

Once again, just like when he had just arrived here, he faced the attack of the crowd and rushed towards the middle-aged man in plain robes.

Within this dark valley, Su Jingzhen was further concealed by the invisibility energy of his Phantom Robe.

Once he moved, it was difficult for the others to lock onto his figure.

It wasn’t until Su Jingzhen was already close, within a zhang of the Foundation Establishment middle-aged man, that the Golden Core late-stage elder reminded the man in plain robes.

“Friend Lin, be careful!”

But the warning came too late.

Su Jingzhen’s figure had already reached the Foundation Establishment middle-aged man.

A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

“You dare to imitate others and become a killer in the late stage of foundation building. Your courage is commendable but you are extremely stupid.

Please be more careful in your next life.”

Su Jingzhen’s voice reached the middle-aged man’s ears.

Like a death knell.

As soon as the words fell, the blood qi power, which had already transformed into a dragon form, erupted with astonishing energy.

It directly slammed into the middle-aged man’s chest.

When Su Jingzhen charged, the middle-aged man also unleashed a phantom ice sword trying to block Su Jingzhen’s close-range attack.

However, facing this attack from a mere Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator, Su Jingzhen was too lazy to dodge.

He let it strike his Phantom Robe.

Half of the power was blocked, and the remaining power, with Su Jingzhen’s powerful physique, didn’t cause him much harm.

On the contrary, Su Jingzhen’s brick instantly caused the middle-aged man’s chest to cave in.

His internal organs were instantly reduced to dust.

The vitality in his body dissipated instantly.

Although this guy was only Foundation Establishment late-stage, instantly killing his opponent still boosted Su Jingzhen’s confidence.

After killing this Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator, Su Jingzhen retreated back to the depths of the valley where he had been before.

As a Body Cultivation practitioner, he had one major advantage over these people: they were afraid to get close to him.

Therefore, it was difficult for them to surround him.

The remaining seven Golden Core cultivators’ ranged spell attacks, while posing some threat, were still difficult to hit him as long as he moved.

As long as he wanted to, he could activate Bloodthirst technique, and with the cover of the night and the Phantom Robe’s invisibility, he could quickly kill all these guys.

But the same problem remained: he had to be wary of the five immortals from before.

“If those five guys directly charge into the valley and join forces with these seven Golden Core cultivators, I will have to use Bloodthirst.

What are those five guys planning?

If this is really Clear Wind Mountain, then Master should soon notice the commotion here.

What’s the point of them teasing me like this?”

After the first round, a doubt arose in Su Jingzhen’s mind.

In his view, even when facing a weak opponent, one should exert their full strength.

If it were him setting this trap, he would have mobilzed all his forces when he brought the target to this valley.

He wouldn’t give the enemy time to breathe.

However, Su Jingzhen didn’t notice that the mountaintop where the five immortals had been stationed was now empty.

Only a lone figure in black stood there, silently watching the valley below.

“Everyone, don’t separate!

Don’t let him have the chance to pick us off one by one.

Our combined strength still surpasses his!”

The death of the Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator didn’t faze the others much.

In their eyes, the presence or absence of that Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator wouldn’t significantly affect the final outcome.

Although the Golden Core late-stage elder had said earlier that this time, who lived and who died was up to fate, they were ultimately judging based on strength.

The seven cultivators launched their second attack in unison.

A flurry of spells of various shapes and forms swept towards Su Jingzhen.

They maintained a safe distance from him, and they had moved closer to each other.

Su Jingzhen’s expression grew serious.

Killing that Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator seemed to have made his situation worse.

Although these seven individuals came from different factions, their common goal of eliminating him had forged a sense of unity among them.

Su Jingzhen couldn’t pick them off one by one anymore.

Charging headfirst would allow him to continue killing, but it would also come at a great cost.

This outcome wasn’t what he desired.

Without hesitation, Su Jingzhen’s feet moved again.

The Netherworld Ghost Technique activated.

The second wave of attacks from the seven cultivators had enveloped the ten-zhang radius around him with seven spells.

These seven attacks were no joke.

They even included several attack talismans.

In this life-or-death battle, the seven cultivators held nothing back.

Any Flesh Body Golden Embryo or Golden Core cultivator caught in this onslaught would be utterly obliterated.

Su Jingzhen’s expression grew even more serious.

If he was hit this time, even with his powerful physique and the Phantom Robe’s defense, he would definitely be injured.

And that would make his situation even more dire.

“The battle at Spiritual Medicine Sect before made me too confident.

I underestimated these Golden Core cultivators.”

Su Jingzhen muttered to himself, but he didn’t choose to sit back and wait for death.

In the blink of an eye, sensing the seven attacks coming from the opposite side, he tried to avoid the worst of them.

He activated the black brick in his hand, unleashing a dragon-shaped blood qi blast.

Then, with a step, he narrowly dodged four or five attacks.

But two still slammed into him.

The Phantom Robe on Su Jingzhen’s body suddenly burst with a blue light, his body was instantly blasted backward by the violent energy.

He crashed heavily against a cliff wall in the valley.

His internal blood qi power surged chaotically.

This was the drawback of Body Cultivation: when the opponent was prepared and he couldn’t get close, he basically just had to take the beating.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Su Jingzhen’s heart sank again.

With his condition compromised, it seemed difficult to survive this encirclement.

He was also deeply conflicted about whether to use Bloodthirst.

Meanwhile, on the mountaintop, hidden in the darkness, the figure chuckled.

“This kid previously used the formation disk and Bloodthirst to kill those Golden Core cultivators from Free and Unfettered Sect. Now he wants to replicate that feat.

He probably won’t be able to do it without activating Bloodthirst.

But this robe is indeed quite good.”

This person was none other than Su Jingzhen’s master, Shen Yifeng.

However, while making these taunts, Shen Yifeng’s aura remained calm.

He clearly had no intention of going down to help.

“Fight, the worse the better.

It’s time to temper this kid’s arrogance.

Let him always be aware that this is the world of cultivation, where countless people are capable of taking his life.”

Shen Yifeng muttered to himself, but the next moment, as his gaze fell on Su Jingzhen, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

“Good boy…”