High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Chapter 215 How can pretending to be dead lead to real death?

On the battlefield, two seventh-level cultivators were engaged in a fierce battle.

One of them, wearing a somewhat tattered robe from the Taiyan Holy Land and holding an extraordinary longsword, was Zhao Heng, a seventh-tier, sixth-level cultivator from the Taiyan Holy Land.

The other person, wearing a similarly tattered blood-red robe, was covered in blood and had a weak aura. He was Mo Yan, a seventh-level, fifth-stage demonic cultivator from the Blood Soul Holy Land.

At this moment, Mo Yan was already nearing his limit.

The immense power of the world within him was almost completely exhausted, with only a last vestige of it struggling to stay afloat.

This caused the protective force of the world around him to crack, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

In contrast, Zhao Heng, although also injured, was in much better condition than Mo Yan.

The longsword in his hand remained sharp, each swing bringing forth terrifying sword energy capable of tearing through the void, constantly adding new wounds to Mo Yan's already precarious demonic body.

"Zhao Heng!"

While struggling to fend off the opponent's relentless attacks, Mo Yan roared venomously in a hoarse voice,

"Are you really going to kill us all?!"

"If I fight to the death, you also risk serious injury or death. It would be better for both of us to compromise."

"Why fight to the death here?"

He tried to use words to sway the other party's murderous intent.

However, the only response he received was Zhao Heng's even colder and sharper sword light.

"So noisy!"

Zhao Heng snorted coldly, flicked his longsword, and once again conjured countless sword shadows, completely sealing off all of Mo Yan's escape routes.

To him, these demon foals from the Blood Soul Holy Land were walking military achievements.

It was a stepping stone for him to rise to a higher position within the Holy Land.

How could he possibly feel pity and let the tiger return to the mountain just because of the other party's weak and feeble pleas for mercy?

Seeing that his pleas and threats were ignored, a hint of despair and an even more intense madness flashed in Mo Yan's already scarlet eyes.

"Okay, okay!"

"Since you're not going to let me have an easy time!"

"Then none of us will have an easy time!"

Mo Yan roared and actually gave up on maintaining his already shattered world power protective body.

He frantically activated the last remaining trace of world power within his body, as well as his burning essence and soul.

A terrifying energy rapidly condensed within his body.

He was actually preparing to self-destruct, wanting to take Zhao Heng, who was in front of him, with him in death.

Sensing the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from the other party, like a volcano about to erupt, a trace of solemnity flashed across Zhao Heng's face, which had been filled with killing intent.

He dared not be careless in the slightest and quickly retreated to increase the distance between himself and Mo Yan.

Clearly, they were not prepared to confront this completely insane guy head-on.

Although it's unlikely that the opponent's desperate, life-or-death struggle will actually take him, a seventh-tier, sixth-level cultivator, away.

But if he tries to tough it out, he will definitely suffer a significant injury.

This is something he absolutely cannot accept.

If the injury is minor, it's not so bad; with the help of the medicine, it can recover quickly.

But if the injury is serious, then it will be a big problem.

You must understand, this is an incredibly brutal battlefield.

Being seriously wounded on the battlefield is tantamount to a slow death!

And so, what should have been a fierce battle to the death turned into a chase in an instant.

Having already resigned himself to death, Mo Yan, like a vengeful ghost, relentlessly pursued Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng, who had the absolute advantage, was dodging in a sorry state while constantly harassing his opponent with various ranged sword energies, completely daring not to make any close contact with him.

Finally, after a chase that covered thousands of miles.

Mo Yan's already dwindling world power was finally completely exhausted.

His body, burning with raging blood flames, plummeted straight down from the sky like a puppet with its strings cut.

It crashed heavily onto the scorched earth, already stained red with blood, and died without a trace.

However, even after witnessing his opponent collapse from exhaustion, Zhao Heng remained extremely vigilant.

He did not immediately go forward to touch the other person's body.

Instead, he first took out a few pills from his inner world and swallowed them to heal his injuries and recover the world power he had consumed during the chase and battle.

When your condition has recovered to about 70-80%.

He unleashed several more sharp sword energies, probing the motionless corpse lying on the ground from afar.

After confirming that the other party was real and had no reaction, he dared to cautiously step forward, approach the corpse, and carefully examine it.

"Really...really dead?"

Zhao Heng looked at the corpse before him, whose very soul energy had completely dissipated, and a deep sense of doubt appeared on his face.

Based on his past experience fighting against these madmen from the Blood Soul Holy Land.

The other party's behavior just now was 99% likely an attempt to feign death, lure me closer, and then suddenly launch a fatal attack.

But how come he actually died halfway through pretending to be dead?

Unable to understand this, he was too lazy to think about it any further.

Anyway, the other person is completely dead, as long as the person is dead, that's fine.

With a practiced wave of his hand, he swept all the valuable items in the other person's inner world into his own.

After a seventh-tier expert dies, unless their inner world is deliberately destroyed, their inner world will remain intact.

Generally speaking, the world inside its body will not collapse immediately in a short period of time.

However, the various restrictions that originally existed within its inner world will also become ineffective.

This is also why Zhao Heng was able to so easily remove all the treasures from the other party's body.

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dark place.

Lin Hanzhou, draped in the [Curtain of Night], quietly watched all of this.

[Ding! You have killed a seventh-tier cultivator from the Blood Soul Holy Land and gained ten million Reincarnation Points!]

The chilling notification sound of a kill in the Hall of Reincarnation quietly echoed in his mind.

Just as Zhao Heng of the Taiyan Holy Land had thought.

Mo Yan from the Blood Soul Holy Land was indeed faking his death just now.

The power he unleashed by burning his essence and soul was not completely exhausted.

They still have enough trump cards to unleash a final, fatal blow!

He originally intended to take advantage of the moment when Zhao Heng approached to examine the corpse, and suddenly launch a surprise attack to deliver the most fatal blow.

Unfortunately, this also gave Lin Hanzhou, who had been lying in wait for a long time, an excellent opportunity.

In order to make their performance more realistic, the other party almost completely abandoned all defenses at that moment.

All his attention was focused on Zhao Heng.

This allowed Lin Hanzhou's already prepared Soul Needle to deliver the most fatal final blow.

Without the protection of the world's power, the Soul Needle completely annihilated his already extremely weak soul.

Now, Lin Hanzhou looked at Zhao Heng, who was happily "licking the bag," and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to use the same trick again and kill this "trophy" that was also worth ten million points.

Based on his observation just now.

Zhao Heng of the Taiyan Holy Land is far too vigilant.

He had already recovered from the injuries and energy depleted during the battle with elixirs.

If you want to kill them by force, you definitely can't solve the problem with the Soul Needle, because the opponent has the power of the world protecting them.

But if we use a sword, it might be a bit troublesome, as the opponent is on guard and it's not easy to launch a sneak attack.

Ultimately, after weighing the pros and cons, Lin Hanzhou decided to temporarily abandon his plan to take action against him.

It's obviously a waste to try and kill a level 7, level 6 enemy when there are low-health enemies left to pick up.

He silently concealed himself once more, like a phantom blending into the shadows, moving across the chaotic seventh-tier battlefield, continuing his search for the next easier target with low health.