Xu Ming's small figure appeared in the thunderstorm bear's line of sight.
Xu Ming's entire body was shrouded in a blood-red aura, his eyes scarlet and fierce. One could even see the raging flow of blood beneath his skin, churning violently.
Wu Yanhan stared at Xu Ming in astonishment.
"Is this the Blood Fury technique of the Asura Fist?"
No.
This wasn't Blood Fury!
The blood energy generated by Blood Fury couldn't possibly reach such an extent!
If Blood Fury was a technique to push someone beyond their limits, then what Xu Ming had done was forcing himself to the edge—teetering on the brink of self-destruction, as though his body could explode at any moment.
"Boom!"
Xu Ming's fist slammed into the thunderstorm bear's brow.
The bear's mouth opened, the angry roar that was about to erupt caught in its throat. Its raised paw hung in the air, only a meter away from Xu Ming.
But all of the bear's movements froze, as if time itself had stopped.
In an instant, at the point of Xu Ming's fist, the thunderstorm bear's head exploded into a bloody mist that blasted backward.
Guang Yin looked on in utter disbelief.
What kind of punch was that?
A mere Mercury martial artist had just killed a thunderstorm bear—a beast famed for its unparalleled physical toughness?!
With precious little time left, Xu Ming took another step backward with his Sky Ascension Step and launched a punch at the man standing nearby.
To be honest, Xu Ming couldn't figure out this man at all.
If the man wanted to kill him, he could have easily joined forces with the thunderstorm bear earlier, especially when it had already pinned them down. But instead, the man seemed more interested in watching the show.
Yet, if the man didn't want him dead, why were all his strikes precise, ruthless, and utterly lethal? Not once had he held back.
This man was a contradiction from head to toe.
But no matter the reason, as long as this man remained alive, Xu Ming and his exhausted comrades wouldn't leave here alive.
"Incredible. Given enough time, you could become terrifyingly powerful. The Wu Kingdom truly produces unparalleled talents. What a pity..."
Looking at Xu Ming, the man let out a regretful sigh.
Then, he took out an iron pellet.
The iron pellet began to unfold, expanding rapidly until it formed an iron wall.
"Clang!"
Xu Ming's punch landed squarely on the wall, creating a massive dent but failing to break through.
On the other side, Xiong Haizhi, who had been thrown against a tree, regained consciousness.
He glanced at the headless thunderstorm bear, then at Xu Ming and the fallen Guang Yin, utterly confused about what had happened.
The man waved his hand, and a coffin flew out of his storage pouch.
"Not good! Run!"
Xu Ming's heart sank. He yanked his fist out of the iron wall and turned to flee.
The effects of his blood energy frenzy wore off, and Xu Ming's legs gave out. He collapsed forward, but Wu Yanhan caught him in time, hoisting him onto her back as she dashed down the mountain.
Xiong Haizhi, though unsure of what was going on, quickly grabbed the nearby, barely-breathing Li Han, and also scooped up the fallen Guang Yin before following them.
The coffin's lid creaked open, revealing a corpse inside.
The man bit his finger, letting the blood drip onto the corpse's forehead.
The corpse's eyes snapped open.
"Go."
The man pointed toward the fleeing Xu Ming and his group.
The corpse exhaled a cold breath of yin energy and leaped forward, covering over ten meters in a single bound. It moved swiftly, chasing after them like the wind.
"A Hopping Zombie?" Wu Yanhan frowned. "Split up!"
Xiong Haizhi nodded and ran off in a different direction.
Zombies are categorized into five levels: White Zombie, Black Zombie, Hopping Zombie, Flying Zombie, and Draugr.
Hopping Zombies have copper skin and iron bones. The more powerful they become, the tougher their bodies, to the point where they are impervious to blades and bullets. They are agile, leaping as if they are flying, able to scale walls and trees with ease. They are also unaffected by sunlight or fire.
If the group were at full strength, the five of them might still have a chance at taking down this Hopping Zombie.
But now, with some of them utterly exhausted and others gravely injured, they were no match for it.
The Hopping Zombie glanced left, then right, seemingly unsure which way to pursue.
It turned back to look at the man, tilting its head in confusion.
The man smiled. "Go after those three."
Receiving the order, the Hopping Zombie leaped off in the direction Xiong Haizhi had taken, while the man personally pursued Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan.
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Xinping County.
A young girl walked along the street, drawing the attention of every passerby.
The girl was strikingly beautiful, clearly destined to grow into a stunning woman. However, her entire demeanor radiated an icy aloofness, warning others to keep their distance.
She was dressed in a white sword robe, with a long sword strapped to her back—so long, in fact, that it seemed almost the same height as her.
The onlookers were curious about her, but none dared to approach.
Even ordinary people knew that there were three types of people one must never provoke: monks, Taoists, and children.
The girl stopped in front of the county office, looked up at the gate, and walked straight in.
"Little girl, this is the county office. You can't just enter," one of the guards said, stepping forward to block her path.
"Wanjian Sect," the girl replied, raising a jade token.
Seeing the emblem of the Wanjian Sect, the guards froze for a moment before hurriedly bowing.
"I didn't expect a Sword Immortal from the Wanjian Sect to visit. Please, Sword Immortal, come inside. I'll notify the county magistrate immediately," one guard said, leading the girl to the main hall, while the other went to inform the magistrate.
Although they had no idea who this girl was within the Wanjian Sect or what her cultivation level might be, it didn't matter.
Everyone from the Wanjian Sect was addressed as Sword Immortal.
As for her age?
Immortals couldn't be judged by their appearance. She might look like she was only eleven or twelve, but who's to say she wasn't already over a thousand years old?
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Moments later, County Magistrate Liu hurried over, bowing deeply to the girl.
"Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner, Sword Immortal," Magistrate Liu said. "May I ask your esteemed name?"
"Xu Xuenuo," the girl replied coldly.
"So it is Miss Xu, the young lady of the Xu family. Your name precedes you," Magistrate Liu said with a smile. "May I ask what brings you to my humble county?"
"My master sent me to test my sword," Xu Xuenuo said.
"Test your sword?" Magistrate Liu froze for a moment.
Of course, he understood what testing the sword meant.
For sword cultivators, the first time their life-bound sword tasted blood—whether it be from a demon, ghost, or human—it was called testing the sword.
"Miss Xu, our Xinping County has been rather peaceful recently. Other than a fourth-rank thunderstorm bear in Shunan Mountain, I don't believe there's anything worth testing your sword on," Magistrate Liu explained.
"That's fine," Xu Xuenuo replied, shaking her head. "My master told me I could kill whatever I wanted, and I've already found my target."
"You've found it?" Magistrate Liu asked, stunned. "Do you mean to say there's some demon or ghost in Xinping County?"
"There is."
Xu Xuenuo nodded.
In the next instant, the Qingming Sword on her back flew out, its tip aimed directly at Magistrate Liu.