Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Greetings, Ancestor Sui Bian
There were many people here, and the place was noisy. If Yu Zhao showed herself, she would definitely draw the attention of everyone around her.

Not only would she fail to reach her goal, she might even bring disaster down on herself.

For a moment, she was stuck in a dilemma.

Just as she was hesitating, a burst of shocked cries suddenly rose from the center of the crowd.

Then someone turned into a streak of light and rushed rapidly toward the sky.

The fierce whistling sound pierced everyone’s ears.

Everyone looked carefully and saw blood slowly spreading out from under the body of a man who had fallen to the ground. Their faces changed at once.

“Not good! Run!”

Many in the crowd were cultivators who had roamed Godsfall Land for years. They naturally knew what blood meant in Godsfall Land, so they ran without another word.

The others also followed in a panic, while only a small number of people who did not understand what was going on stayed where they were, hesitating.

Seeing this, Yu Zhao bit her teeth, then shot out of the mist and slipped into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Her gaze locked tightly onto a figure running ahead, and spirit power surged through her whole body.

However, she had only just broken through to Divine Transformation and had not fully mastered her new strength yet. Her cultivation level was also much lower than his.

In less than half the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, she lost him, and at the same time she attracted a hostile gaze.

Without showing anything on her face, Yu Zhao took a casual look behind her at the thin man who was keeping a distance that was not too far and not too close. A cold light flashed in her eyes.

The thin man was in the Late Divine Transformation Stage. He probably thought he could easily crush her, this Early Divine Transformation Stage cultivator with an unstable foundation, so he had not even bothered to hide his tracks.

Yu Zhao took a few Spirit Stones from her Storage Space and rolled them in her palm as her speed grew faster and faster.

Finally, the thin man grew tired of this cat and mouse game. His speed shot up, and he blocked Yu Zhao’s path with almost no effort.

He stared at her and said: “I have had my eye on you for a while. You came out of the gray mist, right? Was that commotion inside caused by you?”

Yu Zhao had thought her actions were very well hidden.

But most people who dared to roam Godsfall Land had sharp eyes and minds. Her tracks had not escaped his gaze.

When he thought about how he had waited outside in vain while Yu Zhao safely broke through to Divine Transformation inside, a hint of hatred crept into the man’s eyes.

Yu Zhao did not answer him. Instead, she flipped her hand and threw the Spirit Stones.

The man let out a scornful laugh. With a thought, the three Spirit Stones exploded with a bang and turned into drifting dust in the air.

He was just about to mock Yu Zhao’s little trick when several invisible Mystic Threads suddenly appeared in the air and wrapped tightly around his body.

In less than the blink of an eye, his hands and feet were bound by the Mystic Threads.

His face turned more serious as he said: “I did underestimate you. But if you think a mere bit of Formation Array Arts can trap me, you are thinking far too simply.”

A terrifying pressure quickly gathered inside his body, and his aura changed completely.

A world destroying killing intent exploded from him, and the Mystic Threads wrapped around him snapped inch by inch.

Thick killing intent filled the air.

Yu Zhao felt all the hairs on her body stand on end. Her back went cold as the shadow of death covered her.

[Path of Slaughter.]

She was shocked in her heart.

She had not expected the first opponent she met in Godsfall Land to be someone walking the Path of Slaughter, proving the Dao through killing.

If she fell into other people’s hands, she might still keep her life. But when facing a cultivator who cultivated the Path of Slaughter, there was only one outcome.

[Either he dies or I die.]

Yu Zhao reached into her sleeve.

The three Spirit Stones from before had only been used to test her control over formations.

Now that she had a clear idea of her limits, she would no longer use something as easy to destroy as Spirit Stones to set up her formations.

The thin man also took out a five inch black dagger from his sleeve. It gave off a strong, bloodthirsty aura.

“Ha!”

The thin man shouted, and the dagger in his hand suddenly vanished into the air.

At the same time, Yu Zhao felt a powerful killing intent lock onto her. A feeling rose in her heart that no matter where she hid, she could not escape that dagger.

She stepped back, flipped her wrist, and brought the Two-Colored Floating Life Mirror up in front of her.

Then she tapped a finger on the mirror’s water like surface.

In an instant, countless Clone Techniques appeared behind her.

Every Clone Technique carried the same aura as her.

The dagger, which had been hidden in the void, showed itself in the air and hovered above Yu Zhao’s head, letting out sharp whistling sounds as it spun.

The thin man’s sinister gaze swept back and forth over the many Clone Techniques.

“Nice Clone Techniques,” he said coldly, “but it is a pity. You still have to die.”

As his last word fell, he opened his mouth and let out a heaven shaking roar.

Invisible sound waves wrapped in thick killing intent surged toward Yu Zhao like a tide.

The Clone Techniques at the very front were shredded almost at once by the wild killing aura, and the rest did not last long before they followed.

As the number of Clone Techniques dropped sharply, a twisted smile appeared on the thin man’s face.

The next moment, a black dagger pierced through his back and came out of his chest, its sharp tip gleaming.

He lowered his head in shock.

For a moment, he could not believe what he was seeing.

Then he watched the blade twist once inside his body. Blood gushed out, and he opened his mouth wide, letting out a hoarse cry of pain.

His life force quickly faded, and an extreme cold rose from deep within his heart.

[Am I going to die?]

The thin man did not want to believe it.

But he knew better than anyone what it meant to be stabbed by that dagger.

His dagger was not only full of deadly poison, it could also deal a fatal blow to the soul.

Anyone touched by it would die.

There was no chance to catch your breath.

The thin man had no time to think about how Yu Zhao had used his own Magical Artifact to stab him. His mind was filled only with fear of death.

Boom!

At that moment, a sweeping, crushing force rushed into his Sea of Consciousness. His eyes bulged outward, and he heard a soft sound like shattering glass by his ears.

The pain of his pierced chest vanished, replaced by a numb, helpless weakness.

In front of his eyes, the bloody wound was gone. In its place was a face very close to his own.

Only then did he realize that he had not actually been stabbed by the dagger. He had fallen into an Illusory Realm.

His opponent had used this chance to destroy his Sea of Consciousness.

In the end, he still could not escape death.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his body simply collapsed backward with no strength left. The dark, chilling aura around him faded away with his death.

Yu Zhao took the storage items from his body and slipped them into her sleeve. She was about to collect the dagger in the air as well when it suddenly vanished right before her eyes.

“This dagger is not bad. I will take it. Consider it payment for you following me.”

Not far away, a chubby old man with white eyebrows and a white beard appeared, lovingly stroking the black dagger.

Yu Zhao’s eyes lit up.

She clasped her hands and gave a deep bow.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing?” the white bearded old man said as he hugged the dagger and quickly stepped back a few paces, watching Yu Zhao like she was a thief. “Even if you salute me, I will not give the dagger back!”

Yu Zhao did not know whether to laugh or cry.

She said: “Disciple Yu Zhao, forty eighth generation of the Five Elements Dao Sect, greets Ancestor Sui Bian.”