Eternal Life: My Talents Can Refresh

In the next moment, the Golden Spirit Sword, carrying the Qi of Geng Metal, heavily slashed onto that black short saber.

"Ding!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The black short saber was struck down heavily, losing more than half of its Spirit Charm.

It was Situ Yan’s Magical Treasure that, under Chu Ning’s strike, was nearly destroyed!

"There’s something strange about your Flying Sword!"

Since the start of the exchange, it was the first time Situ Yan lost his composure.

After nurturing and refining his Lifebound Magical Treasure for hundreds of years, it was destroyed in this single strike, how could he not be furious!

However, at this moment, Situ Yan could no longer bother to drive that black short saber.

Instead, Chu Ning waved his hand, and a flame the size of a fingernail, burning red to purple, floated out.

It seemed to float slowly, but in the blink of an eye, it was already on the Golden Spirit Sword.

With the assistance of the Earth Vein Essence Fire, the Fire Spirit Sword radiated a bright red glow.

The purple mist on Situ Yan’s Purple Mist Shield rapidly dissipated.

As the shield dispersed simultaneously.

The Fire Spirit Sword charged directly towards Situ Yan!

Yet at the same time, where Situ Yan was standing, the purple mist flickered.

The Fire Spirit Sword struck empty air.

"Not good!"

At this moment, Chu Ning’s heart stirred.

Utilizing the Divine Wind Escape Technique, he flashed away to a distance of ten feet.

Simultaneously, where he had just been standing, the purple mist surged, and a figure appeared.

Wasn’t that figure none other than Situ Yan?

"Such a fast Body Technique!"

Chu Ning was slightly shocked inside.

Seeing Situ Yan’s figure vanish again, he couldn’t help but let out a light snort through his nose.

Executing Divine Wind Escape once again, his figure flashed out similarly.

At the same time, extending his hand to point directly behind him.

Void Finger!

Situ Yan, who was close on his heels, was about to deliver a strike to Chu Ning, unaware that at this moment, Chu Ning could still unleash such a fierce attack.

When he felt the power of the Void Finger, it was too late to evade.

"Ugh!"

Taking a direct hit from the Void Finger, he felt a strong destructive force drilling into his body.

Situ Yan couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, while his body quickly retreated.

At this point, with a successful strike, how could Chu Ning let the opponent off so easily?

With a wave of his hand, two Flying Swords shot out in quick succession.

Forcing Situ Yan to keep dodging.

In an instant, this well-known Golden Core Old Demon in the Northern Cold Land found himself completely overpowered by Chu Ning, unable to resist at all.

He could only continually rely on his exceptional Escape Techniques to dodge.

However, Situ Yan’s Escape Technique Secret Technique was indeed formidable. Chu Ning’s two Flying Swords were extremely fast.

But each time, he narrowly managed to evade them.

Even as a Golden Core Late Stage Peak for many years, Situ Yan found himself embarrassingly fleeing from a Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivator, which made this Black Death Demon extremely frustrated.

His face looked worse with each moment.

Moreover, Chu Ning could feel that the Escape Technique that Situ Yan was employing consumed a tremendous amount of Magical Power.

After just a short while, he noticed that the aura from the opponent weakened considerably.

"The opponent should have some kind of backup measure, but for some reason, he hasn’t used it,"

While Chu Ning pondered this, Situ Yan, after dodging several more times, suddenly took out a Small Jade Bottle from his Storage Bag.

Pouring a single drop into his mouth.

Soon after, his whole body surged with purple Demonic Qi, greatly enhancing his aura.

"Thousand-Year Spirit Milk!"

Chu Ning immediately recognized what the opponent had just consumed.

Realizing that this old demon was about to resort to his trump card.

He promptly retracted the two Spirit Swords, spitting out two more Spirit Swords from his mouth.

The four Spirit Swords merged into a gigantic Spirit Sword.

At this moment, Chu Ning saw Situ Yan wave his hand, producing a black short saber almost identical to his destroyed Lifebound Magical Treasure.

Chu Ning was slightly startled, the next moment, suddenly feeling a formidable power emanating from the short saber.

In an instant, his eyes flickered, and two words slipped out.

"Ancient Treasure!"