Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Ah..."

Zhu Bufan could no longer suppress himself, quickly put on a long coat, and dashed out of his home, heading towards the outskirts of the city, charging into the Endless Ice Field.

The Endless Ice Field, located to the north of Nanli City. Separated from Nanli City by a mountain peak that rises over a thousand meters, it is known as Boundary Mountain, signifying that this mountain range is the boundary between Nanli City and the Endless Ice Field.

Racing all the way, Zhu Bufan exhausted all his strength, wantonly venting the emotions in his heart.

At this moment, his hatred for the Zhu Family was so strong; if he weren't a descendant of the Zhu Family, he too might have had an ordinary but warm home filled with familial love, a stern father, a doting mother; if he weren't a member of the Zhu Family, he wouldn't have suffered humiliation due to his lack of talent...

At this moment, his desire for power was so intense; if he possessed supreme talent, formidable strength, he wouldn't be looked down upon, wouldn't carry the infamous name of a good-for-nothing. If he had overwhelming strength, he could protect those he wanted to protect, not letting them suffer the slightest harm because of himself...

Not knowing how long it had been, Zhu Bufan madly rushed forward with a crazed laughter, as soon as he left the city, he charged straight up Boundary Mountain, completely unaware of his surroundings, and actually crashed into a large tree.

After a frenzied outburst, coupled with the injury received that morning, and now having harshly collided, he was completely exhausted both mentally and physically. Zhu Bufan simply collapsed and fell unconscious.

...

The night was desolate, the cold wind howled, and in the reflection of ice and snow, silver light glittered.

Suddenly, in the depths of the ice field, three figures flashed by, speeding towards Boundary Mountain.

Under the pure white snow glare, one could clearly see that these three figures moved with rapid agility. With each leap, they covered several yards, and it took them only a handful of breaths to go from the depths of the ice field to the foot of Boundary Mountain.

"Just get over Boundary Mountain and into Nanli City, and let's see if you two brutes can still find this old man!"

The leading figure was a frail old man under nine feet tall, holding a Snake Head Staff, his hair silver, but the skin that showed was quite smooth, without a wrinkle. It was unknown whether it was due to a special cultivation technique, but his face was blood-red, as if dripping with fresh blood, especially those triangular eyes periodically flashing a chilling silver light, indicating he was not someone to be trifled with.

A short distance of about ten meters behind him, followed two middle-aged men wearing silver-white armor.

"We're close to Nanli City now, we must shake them off, we absolutely must not let the three great families know!"

With this thought, the red-faced old man swallowed something, and suddenly his speed increased a great deal.

Sensing the old man's surge in speed, the two men behind exchanged a glance. Decades of tacit understanding were fully displayed at this moment. The scholarly looking man leaped forward, suddenly propelling himself ahead of the muscular man.

Zwoosh...

The burly man let out a loud shout, clenched his fists, and pushed towards the feet of the scholar.

A flash of golden light, and the scholarly man, like an arrow released from the bow, shot forward, his speed instantly increasing several folds, and in a breath's time, he was already behind the old man, striking with a palm.

"Villain, you think you can escape!"

Hearing the sharp breaking sound in the air, the red-faced old man's expression changed, he spun around, evading the blow.

But that slight pause put him in the encircling trap of the two men.

"Hmph, you two juniors really don't know when to stop. Even if this old man is injured, I'm still confident in dealing with the both of you! Phantom Demon Snake."

After speaking, black mist emanated from the Snake Head Staff, gathering two serpent-head illusions, speedily shooting towards the two men.

This attack was both strange and fast; the two men couldn't dodge in time, and instantly, the phantom snakes trailed the Snake Staff and appeared in front of them.

"The might of a Tenth Rank powerhouse is truly horrifying!"

The two men thought in astonishment, not daring to slack off in the slightest, pouring all of their Inner Qi into their longswords without reservation.

With the longswords in their hands gleaming with blue light, the scholar-like man let out a fierce roar. Finally, the sword and the staff clashed with a thunderous impact.

Boom!...

The two men immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, their bodies flying back. At the same time, the old man also staggered, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Even against a Tenth Rank powerhouse, we are no match!" Both men had the same thought.

Poison Demon, however, looked on with a cold, sinister smile at the two men.

"Poison!" Upon seeing Poison Demon's expression, the muscular man exclaimed in shock, pulling up his sleeve, and indeed a black line was rapidly spreading upwards. Attempting to stop it with Inner Qi, it was of no use; instead, it seemed to nourish the poison like a tonic.

Poison Demon came from a humble background, endured countless hardships for cultivation, and by chance, in a deep mountain, he obtained a book of Poison Scripture. He was quite a character; using this Poison Scripture and common low-rank cultivation techniques from the outside world, he actually created a Poison Skill not related to the Five Elements Skills.

The special aspect of Poison Demon's Poison Skill was that he could absorb various poisons to enhance his Inner Qi, which contained a deadly toxin.

"Ah!" The scholar-like man let out a sudden scream of agony, the black Qi enveloping his forehead, his body convulsively expanding, and in his screams, he slowly collapsed, melting into a pool of black blood.

"Brother..." The muscular man cried out in sorrow, his Inner Qi faltered, and the black Qi immediately rushed to his head.

"Hmph, struck by my Poison Demon's toxin, you actually didn't immediately amputate the limb; truly foolish!" Poison Demon said coldly, watching the muscular man.

"Poison Demon, I want you to pay with your life!" Huo Hu roared fiercely.

"Hmph, just you!" Looking at the burly man's face, as black as ink, Poison Demon sneered with disdain.

The burly man took out a blood-red elixir, emitting a pungent smell, and threw it into his mouth.

"Yellow Rank Third Grade, this is the Bloodthirst Pill... Bloodthirst Pill!" Upon seeing the pill, the complacent face of Poison Demon turned to one of horror.

"Haha, I told you that you would pay with your life!"

After swallowing the elixir, Huo Hu's body suddenly burst with a bright red light, flames ignited in his eyes, his murderous aura soared to the heavens, and his malevolence was clear.

Watching Poison Demon, who had already dashed dozens of meters away, Huo Hu's eyes did not waver with emotion. With a simple and direct slicing motion of his right hand,

A tide of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi gathered rapidly with his movement, transforming into a fire-red blade shadow, tens of meters long, with a terrifying and unrivaled momentum.

In an instant, the colossal blade shadow vanished as if breaking through the dimensions, and in the next moment, it appeared above Poison Demon's head.

Poison Demon, as if immobilized, was unable to move, his eyes wide open as he watched the descending blade edge.

Boom...

The figure of Poison Demon disappeared without a trace, and in his place, a hundred-meter-long and two-meter-wide enormous fissure emerged.

"Haha, so this is the aura of an Innate expert? How powerful! Cough cough..."

After doing this, Huo Hu murmured to himself, the red light on his face quickly faded, black energy appeared again, and in the blink of an eye, Huo Hu also turned into a pool of foul-smelling black water.

...

Boom...

Zhu Bufan, who had passed out, awoke to the sound of thunder exploding in his ears.

Fortunately, the abrupt noise woke Zhu Bufan. If not for that, in this bitterly cold environment, coupled with the concealed injuries Zhu Bufan had suffered, had he continued sleeping, he might have actually frozen to death.

The awakened Zhu Bufan felt his entire body ice-cold and stiff, nearly frozen solid, and was greatly shocked, immediately circulating the Cold Ice Technique with all his might.

A cool warmth rose from the Dantian, and quickly began to circulate following Zhu Bufan's will. Wherever it passed, it devoured the chill in the body.

Just as usual, after a cycle of cultivation, a strange suction came from the depths of the Dantian, almost completely absorbing the Inner Qi refined by Zhu Bufan in the cycle.

Despite this, after a cycle, Zhu Bufan's body had largely recovered, and he had regained the ability to move.

"It seems it really was a ferocious battle!" Sniffing the thick stench of blood in the air, and observing the massive fissure and ice pits, as well as Poison Demon's body cleaved in two, Zhu Bufan said in shock.

But just then, a faint black mist rose from the corpse, gathered in mid-air, and finally transformed into a phantom that looked exactly like Poison Demon.

"A ghost!"

Witnessing this bizarre and eerie scene, even though he had already faced a powerful shock before, Zhu Bufan couldn't bear it and was completely petrified with fear.

As the phantom slowly solidified, it eventually became a somewhat translucent Poison Demon, like a figure assembled from smoke.

"Ah! Ugh..."

This scene, beyond the comprehension of Zhu Bufan, finally completely overturned his composure as he let out a scream of terror, but then immediately covered his mouth.

But it was too late.

"Hmph, there's actually someone else!" As a being in this strange state, Poison Demon had an extraordinary perception. The slight sound made by Zhu Bufan was immediately sensed by him.

Immediately, the phantom drifted swiftly towards Zhu Bufan's hiding spot, hovering above his head.

"Haha, heaven has not abandoned me, it's actually a First Rank Martial Artist!" Poison Demon laughed loudly as his entire ethereal figure dispersed again, turning into a churning black cloud that swiftly descended, completely enveloping Zhu Bufan's head and intentionally trying to burrow into him through his seven orifices.

"Ah! Get off!" Zhu Bufan could only feel darkness before his eyes, unaware of what was happening, followed by an indescribable pain as if millions of ants were crawling on his face, trying to burrow inside, his entire face contorting.

It was not only pain but also discomfort and numbness, with an itch that couldn't be scratched, which immediately made Zhu Bufan cry out in agony.

Zhu Bufan clutched his head with both hands, used all his strength to leap up, and fiercely smashed his head against a stone in front of him.

"Crack!"

With this strike, blood and flesh flew, but Zhu Bufan's expression of agony did not intensify—rather it slightly eased. The deep and strange pain in his brain could only be somewhat alleviated by external sharp pain.

"Kid, stop resisting. Just give up your body obediently!" Poison Demon's sinister voice echoed directly in Zhu Bufan's mind.

Zhu Bufan, even though he didn't understand what 'resisting' meant, instinctively knew he must not give in easily. He had to hold on to his last will and not fall unconscious.