Li Yan was a low-key person, and so it was with his killing. Doing everything without anyone knowing, without a ghost of a clue, was what suited his heart best. Those who would shout and yell in front of others, clamoring about making their opponents wish they were dead and so on, no matter how strong they were, would simultaneously become the greatest enemy in the eyes of others, a person who needed the most attention.
Li Yan deliberately controlled his speed, appearing to be fleeing for his life, but in reality, he was acting with a clear purpose, letting the other party slowly close the distance. But for a short time, the six people behind just couldn't catch up. It seemed that Li Yan was also giving it his all, using all his magic power to escape.
In a flash of lightning, one chased and one fled. Both sides were like fully drawn bows, filled with power. Just like that, in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, they were already nearly four thousand li away from Mingdu City.
From the perspective of the cultivator surnamed Min and the others behind, they didn't know if the other party was panicked and reckless, or if he was unfamiliar with the area around Mingdu City. This human cultivator was flying into more and more remote areas, and his speed was getting slower and slower.
The cultivator surnamed Min couldn't help but be overjoyed. The other party was basically delivering a pillow to him. His original plan was to first capture this human kid, take him to a deserted place, and then force him to hand over all the good things on his body. Then, he would kill him and take his corpse to the Black Demon Clan's side in exchange for more benefits. After all, cultivators were constantly coming and going outside Mingdu City, and killing him directly would cause trouble. The White Demon Clan's attitude towards the human race was currently unclear, and if they investigated, he would definitely be found out. Unexpectedly, the other party was cooperating with him, flying into more and more deserted areas.
Although the cultivator surnamed Min and the others were a bit suspicious about this, when they saw the other party's panicked back, the greed in their hearts rose uncontrollably.
Seeing that they were about to catch up, and within the cultivator surnamed Min's Divine Sense, there were no other cultivators for several hundred li, his voice came leisurely from behind.
"Fellow Daoist ahead, why bother fleeing any further? In fact, we have no ill intentions. On the contrary, it is you, Fellow Daoist, who harbors ill will. Why did you harm my clansmen a few days ago? You can't escape much further. Why not stop so we can negotiate? If Fellow Daoist can offer appropriate compensation, then we can let this matter go. How about it?"
Seeing that the other party was less than ten li away from him, Li Yan's heart grew colder.
'This is the place. No need to waste any more time.'
Then, as the cultivator surnamed Min's voice sounded, his figure immediately stopped in mid-air, and he slowly turned his head.
Li Yan's sudden stop in flight made the few Cangyu Sect cultivators who had just finished speaking stunned. The cultivator surnamed Min and the others exchanged a glance, unable to believe it for a moment. It wasn't until two breaths later that one of the cultivators said in a low voice.
"Was he really moved by Senior Brother Min's words?"
"It's not that he was moved; he was scared. Besides, what Senior Brother Min said was so reasonable. He knows he can't escape either, hehehe..." another cultivator interjected with a chuckle.
Even the cultivator surnamed Min was stunned. He felt that something was not quite right, but at the same time, he thought to himself, 'Could it be that this person has never gone out for training before, to believe it so easily?'
A distance of less than ten li could be covered in an instant for a Foundation Establishment cultivator flying at full speed. As this thought crossed their minds, although their speed slowed, they had already flown in front of Li Yan.
At this time, Li Yan had just turned around and was looking up at the few people flying over. The few Cangyu Sect cultivators behind him should have had experience going out together or fighting in a team. The moment they flew in front of Li Yan, the six of them tacitly spread out, instantly surrounding Li Yan in the middle.
Li Yan didn't move, letting the six of them surround him, but he spoke faintly. "Fellow Daoists, you arrived quite quickly. You're a bit too eager to do things!"
Seeing Li Yan's calm face, without the slightest hint of panic, the cultivator surnamed Min quickly scanned him carefully with his Divine Sense.
'It's a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, that's right!'
Immediately, his gaze fell on the crystal-clear demonic beast on Li Yan's shoulder. He felt that it looked a bit familiar, but he had clearly never seen such a magnificent mosquito before.
Li Yan's words further confused the few Cangyu Sect cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my words just now? What compensation do you plan to offer for our losses? Hehe, don't think that just because you have a Rank 2 Demonic Beast to help you, everything is in vain in the face of a strong enemy. It's better for us to calmly discuss the terms!"
The cultivator surnamed Min said this, while secretly sending a voice transmission to the other five. "Don't attack yet. Sound him out. Maybe he himself will offer conditions that will surprise us."
Although cultivators would carry most of their treasures with them, they would sometimes store some things in secret places. If this human cultivator could propose some conditions himself, after they captured him later, if they didn't find them in his storage pouch, they could still find a way to get them. A group of Foundation Establishment cultivators like them didn't know the Soul-Searching Art, so at this moment, they could only rely on their wits.
In the eyes of the six cultivators, including the one surnamed Min, the fact that the other party had even brought out his demonic beast at this moment showed that he was fierce in appearance but timid inside. This was to intimidate them, trying to use the opportunity to increase his bargaining chips. Judging by its aura, this demonic beast should also be extraordinary; its demonic qi was already completely restrained.
'Hmm, I wonder what race this demonic beast is. I've never seen it before. I must capture it alive and refine it for my own use,' the cultivator surnamed Min thought to himself, his gaze lingering on the Snow Mosquito King for a moment longer.
The Forsaken Continent had many cultivators from other lands. In addition to the native demonic beasts, there were also some spirit beasts that had migrated with cultivators since ancient times. Over the years, they had also slowly become a part of the demonic beasts of the Forsaken Continent. But in reality, some spirit beasts here became demonic beasts by cultivating with demonic qi, constantly strengthening themselves, and their bloodlines changed at the same time, slowly evolving. However, there were still many spirit beasts that still relied only on Spiritual Energy to cultivate; they were still true spirit beasts.
This included many cultivators who had now come from the Verdant Continent; the companion beasts they brought with them were spirit beasts. It was just that on the Forsaken Continent, demonic beasts were still the dominant group, and this was the territory of the Demon Clan, so by habit, everyone would refer to spirit beasts as "demonic beasts."
In fact, the entire Cangyu Sect was a type of demonic beast. It was just that they were numerous and powerful, so they had a sense of superiority. They called themselves the "Cangyu Sect" or the "Cangyu Clan," just like the human race, being respectfully called a "clan," while calling some weaker races "beasts." If the human race were weak, they would definitely be considered just a type of "demonic beast" by a powerful race like the Demon Clan. Therefore, the nobility or lowliness of a race was related to its strength.
The cultivator surnamed Min subconsciously thought that the Snow Mosquito King was a demonic beast. After all, although there were spirit beasts on the Forsaken Continent, the chances of seeing them on a daily basis were not very high.
Li Yan paid no heed to the cultivator surnamed Min's words. He quickly scanned the surroundings with his Divine Sense again, and no cultivators were coming. A smile touched the corners of his mouth, and he finally continued, "A strong enemy? You mean you are very strong? However, when I said you came quickly, I meant you were in a hurry to get on your way!"
As he spoke, he had already sent a voice transmission to the Snow Mosquito King. "Now is the time to see how much your strength has grown. I'll deal with that Pseudo-Core cultivator. You take care of the other five. Be quick!"
The six people opposite him were really not enough for Li Yan to handle himself. However, the Snow Mosquito King had been cultivating for so long, it was time to see what its strength was really like.
As Li Yan spoke, the six Cangyu Sect members around him still hadn't understood the meaning of his words when the gray figure in the middle of them suddenly vanished.
The six of them were simultaneously shocked. The cultivator surnamed Min had the highest cultivation and the fastest reaction. He had felt that the other party was very strange when he was speaking just now and had long been on guard. The Spirit Power shield on his body was already activated in an instant, and his whole person shot backward like a flash of lightning.
At the same time, he shouted, "Attack together!"
His speed of retreat was even faster, his magic power instantly unleashed to its fullest, and his Divine Sense immediately spread to the surroundings. But in his Divine Sense, apart from a streak of white light that shot towards one of the five people as he retreated, the aura of that human cultivator had completely disappeared.
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on the cultivator surnamed Min's forehead. This was all too bizarre.
'Is he a Golden Core Old Monster?'
The thought had just arisen when a golden talisman appeared in his hand. But before he could activate it, his rapidly retreating figure was suddenly struck as if by lightning.
With a "boom," the cultivator surnamed Min felt as if a heavy hammer had smashed into his back without any warning. The sudden attack made the Spirit Power shield around his body shatter into specks of starlight and scatter like paper.
The cultivator surnamed Min's vision went black, and before he could even let out a groan, he immediately fainted. His reaction was actually fast enough. From retreating to taking out the talisman, everything happened in a flash. But he didn't even know how he was knocked out.
Only then did a faint, illusory figure slowly solidify and reveal itself on the path of his retreat. Li Yan slowly withdrew his fist.
'Too weak!'
Li Yan thought to himself. This Pseudo-Core cultivator was several notches weaker than the demonic soldiers he had fought before. If he didn't have other plans, just that one punch would have made this foreign cultivator explode into a cloud of blood mist.
To deal with an enemy of this cultivation level, Li Yan didn't even have the slightest thought of using poison. The effort of using his Divine Sense to lay poison would have been enough time to kill the other party.
Only after Li Yan grabbed the unconscious cultivator surnamed Min did the Snow Mosquito King's arrogant voice come from the other side.
"Damn you, I'll let you know how powerful your Mosquito Lord is! I wanted to take care of you just now!"
Then, a high-pitched scream was heard. Li Yan frowned. According to the Snow Mosquito King's strength, it shouldn't have given the other party time to let out such a loud scream.
On the other side, the Snow Mosquito King was extremely excited. Its originally crystal-clear long proboscis suddenly turned purple-black. And opposite it, a small ball of purple water was heading straight for a Foundation Establishment initial-stage cultivator. That ball of purple water was spat out by the Snow Mosquito. This cultivator, holding a three-pronged fork, also unhesitatingly blocked it.
But the moment the three-pronged fork touched the purple water, it immediately emitted puffs of green smoke with a "hissing" sound. The three-pronged fork was this Cangyu Sect cultivator's Natal Magical Treasure, connected to his mind and soul. When his Natal Magical Treasure was corroded, he was immediately implicated. He felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but scream in pain.
As he cried out in pain, the Snow Mosquito King had already taken the opportunity to approach again. In the horrified eyes of this cultivator, its long proboscis had already pierced into his forehead. Then, this cultivator discovered that a small drop of purple water had appeared in his sea of consciousness.
The moment the water droplet entered his sea of consciousness, it was like thick ink entering water, spreading out in an instant. This Cangyu Sect cultivator's head felt like a pot of boiling oil, and with another loud scream, he had already thrown away his three-pronged fork and was falling from the sky, clutching his head.
Seeing that in just one encounter, he had made a Foundation Establishment initial-stage cultivator fall, and it looked like he was more dead than alive, the Snow Mosquito King immediately began to tremble with excitement. A voice constantly echoed in its mind.
'This poison is so tyrannical. It turns out that dealing with a cultivator of the same level is so simple, really so simple. Next time, I'll let that remnant soul little elephant know how powerful your Mosquito Lord is...'