As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

As soon as he said this, several people nodded. "Let's go back to the camp first and think about it later."

"Most importantly, we are not familiar with this area. The commotion from the battle earlier was too much. If we were to awaken any terrifying demonic beasts, it would be terrible."

"That's right."

They were either worried about the beasts or that there was no one guarding the camp. Almost no one was willing to stay and continue the chase.

Although everyone could see that the terrifying mysterious cultivator was already heavily injured, they had been completely scared out of their wits. They had no desire to fight at all.

Cultivators were also humans. The longer they lived, the more they cherished their lives. No one was willing to play with their lives here anymore.

In the end, they finally decided to temporarily retreat. However, they all expressed their determination to take revenge.

* * *

Under a snowy peak, Jiang Ming took deep breaths. His injuries had completely recovered. He swallowed a few pills and ate some spirit herbs to restore his spiritual energy.

"It's almost time. Let's move on to the next round." Jiang Ming's eyes were calm as he quietly walked out of the snowy peak like a ghost.

With a flick of his wrist, a small bronze mirror appeared in his palm, and an invisible ripple of energy spread out.

There were many light spots of different sizes on the glass. Ten of them were as bright as the sun and were moving in a certain direction.

This was the Divine Light Mirror that he had obtained from the two cultivators outside the snow forest. It could detect spiritual aura within a radius of a hundred miles. After obtaining it, he refined it and was using it to find the traces of those cultivators.

Jiang Ming smiled calmly.

He put away the Divine Light Mirror, and his body moved silently, quickly drifting in a certain direction.

A moment later, a figure surrounded by flames charged into the crowd again as if he did not care about his life. Accompanied by a rain of blood and ear-piercing screams, he fled with serious injuries again.

"Damn it!" The remaining people had ugly expressions. They were shocked and angry. What kind of monster was this?

Wasn't he seriously injured? How did he recover so quickly?

Everyone's heart sank. They realized that they had provoked a terrifying monster. To have such power meant that he likely had a shocking background. He either had a priceless treasure or cultivated a peerless secret technique.

No matter which one it was, it had surpassed the grotto-heavens and blessed lands of the Feather Kingdom.

"Run!" the white-robed middle-aged man ordered with a gloomy expression. He no longer cared about saying anything polite. At this moment, his entire body was cold, and he only wanted to escape from this place.

Everyone nodded in unison. Without saying a word, they unleashed their secret techniques and fled frantically out of the snow forest.

Somewhere in the forest, Jiang Ming looked at the figures in the Divine Light Mirror whose speed had increased significantly. He muttered, "This time around, I'll have to use my lethal attack. Otherwise, it won't be good if they come to their senses and flee separately."

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered as he communicated with the black sword using his divine will. "Friend, was that axe delicious just now? Can you show me your skills?"

Although he had always used the black sword as a weapon, he had never underestimated its strength. Moreover, he had fed him many treasures and weapons he had obtained from other cultivators. The black sword should have recovered a lot of its strength long ago.

"No problem! Don't worry, bro! At the very least, I can kill one of them! In fact, it's not impossible to cripple another one as well!"

Jiang Ming smiled and took out another lethal weapon from his storage ring.

* * *

A moment later, a blinding light erupted again.

A black sword light flashed with lightning and suddenly pierced through the void. Any spell or magical tool that came in front of it was as cut down.

A cultivator took out a spiritual shield in front of him. He thought that it could withstand for a moment. However, it was instantly shattered.

The black sword easily pierced through the man's head, leaving a bloody hole in the middle.

"Have the cultivators of this era not experienced battle? They rely too much on magical tools. It's not good," the black sword commented casually and continued to move forward.

At the same time that the black sword appeared, Jiang Ming's figure suddenly rushed out and descended from the sky to kill the white-robed middle-aged man. He struck three times with his Fire Metal Sword Technique, and the terrifying fluctuation plowed three huge pits on the ground. The air was filled with an incomparably sharp aura.

He could already tell that this cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven had the highest status among these people.

"You're courting death!" The white-robed middle-aged man was furious. He did not expect that this person would come back again after they had already made a concession and were about to leave.

"Kill him!"

"Don't hold back."

Angry shouts sounded one after another.

Including the white-robed middle-aged man, six or seven figures gathered together. They took out their magical tools at the same time and attacked fiercely.