The Speedrun Begins with Choosing Hunter

Chapter 427: Chapter 405: Annihilation

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Xia Han was finally frantic, his earlier composure completely gone, because he knew he might truly die.

Bai Yuan’s strength was so absurd it defied all logic.

Faced with the monstrous Bai Yuan, he was utterly incapable of fighting back.

He couldn’t win a fight, and he couldn’t even escape. Coupled with Bai Yuan’s terrifying close-combat skills, he felt he had no chance of ever returning to the Celestial Profound Sect.

He had trained painstakingly for a hundred years, finally breaking through the Mingxin Pass to become the Vice Sect Leader of the Celestial Profound Sect. He had enjoyed all the world’s riches and glory; in the Northern Territory, he could do as he pleased. He refused to accept such an ignoble end.

Bai Yuan’s face was like frost. He pursued Xia Han like a cheetah hunting a rabbit, ready to pounce and devour his prey at any moment.

Xia Han felt a chill run down his spine.

Ten zhang... five zhang... one zhang!

Bai Yuan’s violent aura completely enveloped him. The suffocating pressure drove Xia Han to the brink of madness, yet he still didn’t dare to turn around.

Until—

BOOM!

A ferocious palm strike shot out from Bai Yuan, aimed squarely at the vital point on Xia Han’s spine.

The hairs on the back of Xia Han’s neck stood on end. He had no choice but to stop and turn. If he took this palm strike head-on, his speed would plummet, and any chance of escape would be gone.

BAM!

Their palms collided in mid-air. Xia Han was sent flying back ten meters by the violent force.

Bai Yuan’s figure flashed. He appeared before Xia Han almost at the same instant he landed and struck out with another palm!

Xia Han was sent flying again...

No one knew how many palms Bai Yuan had struck, nor how many boulders Xia Han had shattered.

"You... you can’t kill me."

Xia Han sat wretchedly on the ground, blood spewing from his mouth.

Bai Yuan, like a god of slaughter, stared down at Xia Han without expression.

"Can’t?"

A cruel smile played on his lips.

If given the chance, the Celestial Profound Sect would have killed him without hesitation. They had even paid a hefty sum to hire Jiu Moshi, but Bai Yuan had turned the tables and killed him instead.

"You can die now."

"Don’t worry. Many others will be joining you."

Hearing Bai Yuan’s words, Xia Han’s heart turned to ice. He forced himself up, and an object slowly floated out from his sleeve as he prepared for a final, desperate gamble.

But the very instant his hands touched the ground to push himself up, Bai Yuan suddenly erupted with motion!

"Urk... ah..."

Xia Han’s pupils suddenly widened, then lost focus in an instant.

He never imagined that after fighting him for so long, Bai Yuan could still possess such terrifying power.

’This boy... he might be the one to destroy the Celestial Profound Sect.’

That was Xia Han’s final thought before his consciousness faded into chaos.

The cool moonlight shone through the forest as Bai Yuan gazed coldly at Xia Han’s corpse on the ground.

Mingxin Grandmasters were indeed difficult to kill. It had taken him a great deal of time to wear down and finish off both Jiu Moshi and now Xia Han.

He crouched down and began the time-honored tradition of looting the corpse.

He had seen all of Xia Han’s actions clearly, and he was especially curious about the method he’d used to suddenly boost his speed.

He was certain it wasn’t a Cultivation Technique but stemmed from some kind of external power.

If he hadn’t discovered a new way to use his Divine Mansion Technique, Xia Han might have actually escaped.

That’s right. The reason he was able to catch up to Xia Han, who had played his trump card, was precisely because of the Divine Mansion Technique.

Through repeated tempering with Kuaidong in the Divine Palace Immortal Realm, he had come to understand another use for the Divine Mansion Technique. In addition to coordinating perfectly, his Divine Mansions could also channel the power of all the others into a single one.

The power of the Cultivation Technique corresponding to that Divine Mansion would then be vastly increased.

That was how he was able to use the Cloud Ladder Leap at a speed beyond his normal limits to catch up to Xia Han.

Xia Han’s death was not an injustice.

Bai Yuan searched the body meticulously. He had clearly noticed Xia Han’s final movements—the signs of a last-ditch effort—so it was highly likely he had other treasures hidden on his person.

The Celestial Profound Sect was truly worthy of being a major sect; its foundations were indeed deep.

With the help of these external items, Xia Han had actually made the fight incredibly difficult for him.

Soon, Bai Yuan found something.

He pulled a yellowed piece of talisman paper from a hidden compartment in Xia Han’s sleeve.

Bai Yuan was no expert in the Talisman Dao, so he didn’t know the yellow talisman’s specific function, but he was almost certain it was a secret treasure left by a Daoist ancestor of the Celestial Profound Sect.

He unceremoniously stuffed the yellow talisman into his robes. Then, using the Manggu Zhuha Technique, he dissolved Xia Han’s corpse into a pool of blood that seeped into the earth. Only then did he leave, satisfied.

And with that, Xia Han was no more.

「...」

The great hall of the Celestial Profound Sect.

"Still no word from Vice Sect Leader Xia?"

Linghu Yang was expressionless, betraying no emotion.

But those who knew him understood this was a sign of his extreme fury.

"Th-that’s correct."

An Elder of the Celestial Profound Sect stammered from within the hall.

It had been ten days since Vice Sect Leader Xia Han left the mountain. By all accounts, he should have long since returned from the Zhengyang Sect, but all this time had passed without a single word.

It was likely that he had met with disaster.

Linghu Yang said, "All of you, leave."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

The assembled masters of the Celestial Profound Sect quietly exited the great hall, leaving Linghu Yang alone inside.

Linghu Yang’s right hand gripped the armrest of his throne.

A closer look would reveal that the Golden Throne, forged from Divine Iron, was now dented a full inch deep, showing that Linghu Yang’s inner state was far from as calm as his expression.

A storm was brewing.

The Celestial Profound Sect was at its weakest point in a thousand years. Aside from Sect Leader Linghu Yang, whose strength could be considered at the Peak of Mingxin, the other few masters were merely in the ordinary Mingxin Realm.

Xia Han had been among the very best in the Celestial Profound Sect. Now that even he had fallen, Linghu Yang couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis, of being utterly alone.

That Imperial Censor Bai was still in Lingzhou City.

Although the Prefect of the Lingzhou Prefecture Magistrate’s Office was one of their own, he had been forced to publicly cooperate with Bai Yuan in compiling information on Lingzhou’s various sects. All of this signaled that the Court was about to make a move against the Celestial Profound Sect.

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