The End of the Immortal Path

Jiang Man’s Evil God’s Technique was constantly active, completely sealing off his aura.

To outsiders, he was dazzling but without any glow.

Furthermore, neither his appearance nor his aura could be detected.

This was the first volume of the Evil God’s Technique.

It was also the limit of what Jiang Man could use in this place.

He could not use any more of it.

Doing so would expose the abilities of Zui Fusheng.

Many people knew he was the Messenger, but those who knew he was Zui Fusheng were few and far between.

Therefore, certain abilities could not be displayed.

Unless there were no witnesses.

But this place was a kind of dreamscape; his opponent could leave whenever they pleased.

Keeping them here would be quite difficult.

The middle-aged man, who was backing away, looked at Jiang Man in shock. "You’re not a subordinate of the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit?"

Jiang Man asked, rather curiously, "And why would you think that?"

"The Ling Hua Immortal Spirit’s subordinates can’t possibly be this strong," the middle-aged man said with conviction.

Jiang Man sighed to himself. The Ling Hua Immortal Spirit had quite the reputation.

And a resounding one at that.

Every Evil God knew a thing or two about them.

But faced with the man’s certainty, Jiang Man simply shook his head. "Times have changed. It’s like the great peace brought by the Immortal Sect—it didn’t wait for your approval.

"The great tide of change arrives when it will, crushing all who resist it.

"My arrival is no different.

"You cannot stop me, but you can accept it.

"The Ling Hua Immortal Spirit’s reputation will also begin to change, starting with me."

"Are you really one of the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit’s people?" The middle-aged man was aghast.

’The intel was wrong,’ he thought. ’We underestimated them.’

Defeated in a single exchange. The middle-aged man knew without a doubt that no matter how hard the two of them fought, they could never win.

It was futile.

In the next instant, he turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

She nodded.

But before they could do anything, Jiang Man was already in front of them.

’These people probably have a trump card. I should take them out now, just to be safe.’

However, the middle-aged man took a step forward and blocked Jiang Man’s Attack with his own body.

SPLAT.

Jiang Man’s fist struck the man, and his body erupted in a cloud of mist before being swallowed by the surrounding fog.

Blood trickled from the corner of the middle-aged man’s mouth, and his entire body showed faint signs of dissipating.

But even though he was severely wounded, he gripped Jiang Man’s hand tightly, his lips curling back to reveal bloodstained teeth. "You’re very strong. We underestimated you. But you’re also pitiful. Your great life is about to end before it has even truly begun."

The instant his words fell, Jiang Man suddenly felt a wave of power surge from the man’s body.

BANG!

Jiang Man blocked the force, but he was still thrown back.

After landing, he had to take several steps back before he could barely steady himself.

Just then, the middle-aged man’s body erupted in a brilliant radiance. Not only him, but the woman who had yet to act also began to glow.

The pair looked at Jiang Man, their eyes devoid of emotion.

As if they were looking at a dead man.

"We’ve failed. We won’t be able to take the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit back with us, but don’t think for a second that anyone else will succeed either," the middle-aged man said calmly, looking at Jiang Man. "Are you prepared to be defeated and killed?"

As his voice fell, he began to laugh.

With it came a terrifying might, bursting forth from his body.

The woman took a step forward, and the ground trembled.

Then, a colossal power swept out, freezing everything in place.

It even enveloped the ruined temple behind them.

Their plan was simple: kill the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit, and while they were at it, eliminate the powerful stranger who had suddenly appeared.

They would return everything to its original state and let the next group try their luck.

The power emanating from the man was now like a flame, scorching hot and brilliant.

The light blooming from the woman was soft, yet it carried an icy, murderous intent.

"Sun and moon sharing the sky, yin and yang thrown into chaos." The middle-aged man’s body began to crack apart, piece by piece. The light bursting from him pierced the mist, like a sun suspended in the sky.

He began to walk toward Jiang Man. His steps were slow, yet they made the surrounding space tremble.

Once he reached his target, it would all be over.

Jiang Man stared in shock at the man before him.

He hadn’t expected their final gambit to be so terrifying.

It was utterly unshakable.

If he didn’t retreat now, he never would.

He had an Immortal Dao Coordinate; this place couldn’t trap him.

He had never seen such vast Evil God power before.

It was countless times more terrifying than the auras of the Evil Gods he’d encountered during the Immortal Sect’s grand competition.

’Looks like the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit will have to suffer a bit,’ Jiang Man thought, resigned.

With that, he prepared to leave.

But in the instant he began to connect with his main body, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

’Such terrifying Evil God power... does this mean it belongs to a powerful Evil God?’

’And if so... is he on the list of those I’m looking for?’

Jiang Man froze. He only knew that he had to find certain Evil Gods; he had no idea what their auras or powers were like.

’So...’

’I might as well take a gamble.’

He abandoned the thought of leaving and instead looked at the approaching middle-aged man, activating his Evil God’s Technique.

The man and woman advanced on him from the left and right, and the world around them seemed to be collapsing.

They saw that not only was Jiang Man standing his ground, but he was also circulating his power.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot," the middle-aged man said with a slight shake of his head.

Jiang Man ignored them. He took a deep breath and proclaimed, "My lords."

At that moment, a searing white brilliance began to radiate from Jiang Man’s body. This was the second volume of the Evil God’s Technique.

It was infused with the very essence of an Evil God.

His voice now seemed to carry an echo.

It held an indescribable resonance.

The middle-aged man and the woman glanced at each other, horrified.

They were still in the process of channeling the Immortal Spirit Power; they needed to cover more ground, and it would take more time.

But now, they felt they had to kill this mysterious man first.

He was unnervingly powerful, and his aura had now become utterly bizarre.

The woman waved her hand, drawing on the surrounding power as she prepared to strike.