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    Charging forward, Yu Xian didn’t sense any trace of spiritual fluctuation.That meant the old Daoist had likely revealed Yu Xian’s identity as a body cultivator to the pursuer, prompting the latter to suppress his aura and hide somewhere within the forested mountains of the secret realm.At this rate, it’d be extremely difficult to find him in a short time.Even if Yu Xian did locate him, the man would surely remain vigilant, never allowing him to get close.Keeping his aura completely hidden, Yu Xian relied solely on his physical body to travel. His goal: locate the enemy no matter what.Even if the man tried to play “kite” and keep his distance while harassing him, it was better than letting him remain hidden indefinitely.The real key to victory here was who spotted who first.Yu Xian treated this like a hunt — tracking a beast through the wild mountains and valleys, trying to find it before it realized it had been discovered.At the same time, the other cultivator wasn’t stupid either. He was also trying to detect Yu Xian first.If he spotted Yu Xian within five hundred zhang, he could maintain a safe range and continuously wear him down until the body cultivator collapsed.Which of them was the hunter, and which was the prey?That would depend on who was more cautious, more meticulous.Yu Xian dashed for several hundred zhang before slowing down and melting into the shadows of the forest.Since the enemy didn’t use spell arts or aerial movement, he must be somewhere within this range.He couldn’t have gotten too far on foot.Eyes flickering, muscles tense like a panther, Yu Xian silently moved between trees, using his hunter’s instinct to discern sounds and auras.He’d hunted for years — he could easily tell beast cries from human traces.Roughly two hours passed.Then, his gaze sharpened.On the rotting leaves ahead, a faint footprint had been left behind.The man had been careful, but he was still human — a faint print was enough for Yu Xian to determine the direction.After confirming it wasn’t a trap, Yu Xian immediately adjusted his heading and gave chase.High above, two divine senses observed the events below.”Ha! Yu Xian found his trace!” laughed Fu Ning’an. “So what if you coached that brat beforehand, old Daoist? You think I didn’t know? But what can you do? Hahahaha!”The old Daoist didn’t reply. He simply observed quietly.Yu Xian’s tracking skills were terrifying.As a body cultivator, his qi and blood should have been too strong to remain hidden — he should’ve been the first to get discovered.But not only had he found Wang Chengxing first, he’d done so silently, without any trace.”Wang Chengxing, you damn fool… You’re being tracked and don’t even know it…”Within the dense forest, Wang Chengxing, a middle-aged cultivator in a brown robe, was speeding along.Though he hovered slightly off the ground, he still occasionally touched down, unknowingly leaving footprints.Something’s not right…Wang Chengxing’s instincts screamed at him.Something terrifying was behind him. Something that would pounce at any moment.Having cultivated for nearly a century and survived countless battles, he had long developed an acute danger sense.And now, that sense was roaring.Am I being hunted?His expression hardened. He stopped fleeing, sat cross-legged on the spot, and waved his hand — a few formation flags flew out and landed a hundred zhang around him.Bright light surged — a defensive formation rose.Watching this from above, the old Daoist finally relaxed. “At least he has some brains…”A defensive formation to turn the tables — smart.Unless Yu Xian refused to act, the moment he attacked, he’d be blocked, giving Wang a chance to counter.But the moment Wang Chengxing tried to lift off…Yu Xian, like a beast, tore through the forest and arrived in front of him within a breath!Wang had just begun to rise when—”DOWN!”Yu Xian’s thunderous voice exploded, accompanied by a lightning-fast strike.”No—!”Wang Chengxing panicked — he had never imagined that Yu Xian would arrive so swiftly and aggressively!His defensive armor activated instantly — a high-grade tier-five defense suit.But Yu Xian, seeing that his punch would only knock Wang away and help him escape, suddenly changed tactics.He converted his punch into a palm, slammed it down onto Wang’s shoulder, and pinned him midair!”Flying Cloud Escape! Go!!”Wang roared, activating his flight art even while pinned.Yu Xian held on tightly, allowing Wang to drag him into the sky.Once they rose to 200+ zhang…BANG! BANG! BANG!Yu Xian’s fist pounded down again and again, breaking the armor, breaking Wang’s body.Wang screamed — the last punch broke his organs. His blood sprayed wildly.CRASH!!The two crashed into the ground like meteors.Yu Xian rolled and staggered to his feet, dizzy but mostly unharmed.Wang Chengxing… wasn’t so lucky.His armor was gone. His bones shattered. His internal organs burst.”Spare… me…” he gasped.But it was over.Yu Xian coldly brushed the dust off, collected the man’s storage bags, summoned his Fire Jiao, and reduced the body to ash.Above, Fu Ning’an laughed. “Good kill! Ruthless! Decisive!”The old Daoist didn’t laugh.His eyes narrowed.Yu Xian…He had now slain both An Wenyuan and Wang Chengxing.Who could he send next!?Even with all the intelligence he could provide the next candidate, it still might not be enough.Damn these body cultivators!Yu Xian sat down after traveling for half an hour, examined the loot:— over 2 million spirit stones— magic tools— pills— manualsBut there was no time to study them. The next challenger would arrive in less than 10 hours.And they’d know all his tricks.He had to be prepared — he had to master the Mirror Shadow Clone Art.He immediately began cultivation.After hundreds of trials…”Split!”A clone flickered into being — a perfect replica that lasted two seconds before fading.Success!While still primitive, it was a true start.According to the scroll, this technique’s ultimate level could produce millions of clones.Of course, that likely depended on one’s cultivation.For now, he had four and a half hours left — enough time to refine the technique further.And maybe… set up a battlefield of his own.Moments later, Yu Xian stood atop a small hill.”If I fortify this place and wait, what can they do?” he muttered.Grinning, he sprinted up the hill, ready to prepare his battleground.

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