195: Chapter 195 The Li Family's Pursuit

Those Disciples, seeing this, merely cupped their hands slightly and said no more.

After all, the strongest person in the Li family now, Patriarch Li Xiuhe, was only a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator and hadn't reached Core Formation yet; they were just standing up to say a few fair words.

So as not to let the situation become too unsightly.

After Ye Jing took his leave, he glanced at the dispersing crowd, thinking of departing first.

But as soon as he moved, Ye Jing sensed someone following him in the shadows. Ye Jing's sharpness was no joke; since his contracted Yao Beasts, Hei Feng and the Golden Erosion Insect, had already reached Rank One Late Stage strength.

Therefore, Ye Jing now possessed their keen insight as well. The person behind him had a Foundation Establishment cultivation, and their strength was extraordinary.

This made Ye Jing narrow his eyes; the Head of the Li Family was truly generous, actually sending a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to hunt him down.

Then he would naturally have to meet this person properly. It just so happened that he hadn't yet tested the heart-burning whip sent by his grandson; now was the perfect time to see its power.

Thinking of this, Ye Jing immediately walked out of the street and sped toward a remote area in the distance.

The sword beneath his feet carried Ye Jing, his figure like a streak of light. Currently, Ye Jing's cultivation was at Qi Refining Great Perfection, and his sword-flying speed was extremely fast.

He could clearly feel the person behind him also chasing him at a leisurely pace.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Ye Jing arrived near a desolate mountain. He stopped and said coldly, "Come out. Haven't you gotten tired of following this old man for so long?"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Several Cultivators dressed in night-traveling clothes immediately appeared behind the desolate mountain. The leader's voice carried a powerful sense of pressure.

"Old man! This place shall be your burial ground!" the man shouted angrily, swinging a meteor hammer as he attacked.

Seeing the weapon's aggressive momentum, Ye Jing did not confront it head-on, instead pressing down on his sword to dodge swiftly. However, in the next second, the several Cultivators behind him simultaneously brandished their swords to strike.

He immediately used the golden light bowl for defense. The blades hacked forcefully into the shield, blocking the group's encirclement.

After the attack was blocked, the meteor hammer struck again, hammering a massive dent into the golden light bowl's defensive barrier, which then directly ignited with eerie blue flames.

Ye Jing was shocked; these flames ignited upon contact with Spiritual Qi, and the defensive barrier was instantly burned through.

He hurriedly withdrew the golden light bowl and dodged again, using a blade to block the surrounding Cultivators' attacks.

Meanwhile, the golden light bowl in his hand instantly dimmed, and cracks began to faintly appear.

Looking at the meteor hammer emitting blue flames, Ye Jing sighed inwardly; that Magical Artifact was truly powerful!

Seeing Ye Jing forced to dodge repeatedly, the leading Foundation Establishment Cultivator flashed a look of disdain and grinned hideously.

"Even a Qi Refining Great Perfection dares to be arrogant before a Foundation Establishment! My master said to take your dog life; today is the day you die!"

With that, he flicked his wrist, and the blue flames on the meteor hammer, along with the shadow of the heavy hammer, lunged toward Ye Jing.

The surrounding Cultivators in night-traveling clothes also took the opportunity to close in. As long as Ye Jing dodged, they would throw their Magical Artifacts to kill or attack him.

Ye Jing dodged the attack of the blue-flamed meteor hammer without the slightest panic.

It wasn't his first time dealing with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The Li family was too impatient, actually coming to besiege and kill him so soon; this was somewhat unexpected for Ye Jing.

Seeing the meteor hammer strike again, Ye Jing immediately lashed out with a long whip. Once in hand, he controlled it with Spiritual Qi, making it as flexible as a swimming snake, and it instantly hooked onto the hand of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator holding the meteor hammer.

In an instant, flames erupted everywhere.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator's arm suddenly felt a searing pain, causing him to cry out. Seeing the flaming whip, he immediately roared in fury, "This... this is the Young Miss's whip! You old scoundrel, how dare you steal the Young Miss's whip!"

Ye Jing disdainfully lashed the whip again. "Then I should thank your Young Miss for sending me such a useful Magical Artifact!"

"Damnable!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator swung the heavy hammer at Ye Jing once more. The long sword beneath Ye Jing's feet spun lightly, and his figure darted out several feet like a startled swan, just barely avoiding the forceful wind of the hammer's impact.

At the same time, his wrist trembled slightly, and the heart-burning whip lunged out again like a crimson spirit snake. The flames on the whip's body surged as it lashed directly at the Foundation Establishment Cultivator's wrist holding the hammer.

The previous lash had already scorched his flesh; now, under another onslaught of flames, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator felt an unbearable pain in his wrist. His Spiritual Qi circulation became somewhat sluggish, and the momentum of the meteor hammer slowed by half a beat.

"old scoundrel, how dare you wound me! I will surely grind your bones to ash and reclaim the Young Miss's Magical Artifact!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator's eyes turned blood-red with burning rage. His Foundation Establishment Spiritual Qi surged wildly, and the eerie blue flames on the meteor hammer blazed once more, faintly forming a standoff with the crimson flames of the heart-burning whip.

No longer caring about his wrist injury, he violently threw the meteor hammer. The hammer's body, enveloped in a sky full of blue flames, smashed toward Ye Jing like a falling meteorite.

Ye Jing was unafraid. He lashed out with the whip, controlled the spirit sword in his hand, and even used the blood saber; he brought out almost every weapon he possessed.

Those Cultivators who had not yet reached Foundation Establishment were unable to withstand such a dense barrage of Magic Treasure attacks.

One who got too close was directly sliced in half on the spot by the large saber emitting Blood Qi.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator was also shocked and gritted his teeth, shouting, "Damn it, you really are troublesome!"

He swung his meteor hammer and ordered the other Cultivators, "Form an array! Don't let him escape!"

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding Cultivators quickly formed a circle. Formation Flags flew from their hands, and a Formation was instantly established.

Ye Jing only felt a flash of white before his eyes. Countless mists wafted in, layer upon layer enveloping him within, making it impossible to distinguish any direction.

He immediately kept lashing the heart-burning whip. The flames carried by the whip cut through the white mist, yet they couldn't touch the boundaries at all.

Could this Formation isolate one's perception?

Ye Jing's heart stirred, and he promptly calmed down.

He had once studied the basics of Formations with his grandson and knew that these types of entrapment Formations were either supported by a formation eye or maintained by the collective power of Cultivators. In this Mist Array before him, there were faint fluctuations of Spiritual Qi mixed within the mist.

Clearly, it was the latter; those few non-Foundation Establishment Cultivators were using their own Spiritual Qi as a catalyst to drive the Formation and trap him.

"old scoundrel, now that you're trapped in the Mist Array, let's see how arrogant you can still be!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator's hideous laughter came from outside the Formation, his voice drifting through the mist, sometimes near and sometimes far. "This Mist Array can not only isolate perception but also slowly erode your Spiritual Qi. Before long, your Spiritual Qi will be exhausted, and you'll be at my mercy. Then, the Young Miss's heart-burning whip can be returned to its rightful owner!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jing noticed wisps of cold aura within the surrounding mist, which were seeping into his body through his pores, attempting to entangle his Spiritual Qi.

He circulated his Qi Refining Great Perfection Spiritual Qi to force those cold auras out of his body. However, the mist was continuous, and the cold aura was inexhaustible; if this continued, his Spiritual Qi would eventually be depleted.

"I can't just defend passively." Ye Jing's gaze turned sharp. He suddenly retracted the heart-burning whip, and the crimson flames on the whip instantly condensed. No longer lashing out aimlessly, it instead slithered slowly along the ground.

He remembered that when a Formation was operating, the Cultivators' Spiritual Qi would leave faint trails on the ground, and at the connection points of the formation eye, the Spiritual Qi fluctuations would be stronger than elsewhere.

Even with the mist blocking his view, the flames of the heart-burning whip could sense the subtle changes in Spiritual Qi.