Chapter 1338: Master and Disciple Fight to the Death

Jiang Fan calmly watched the hysterical Venerable Xinye.

"I never intended to deceive you; it was circumstances that led me to become your disciple. Neither receiving your guidance nor accepting your Sky-Breaking Pearl was something I deliberately sought. You don't need to feel betrayed."

The killing intent in Venerable Xinye's eyes didn't diminish; it intensified. "Is there a difference? Isn't the outcome still deception? Do you think saying that will stop me from killing you?"

Jiang Fan shook his head and calmly said, "I don't expect you to spare me. Given our positions, only one of us is destined to survive. I only wished that we wouldn't have to face each other in battle. Unfortunately, we've still reached this point."

As he thought this, the image of Chen Jing appeared in his mind. For the sake of Zhen Yan and Nangong Xiaoyun, he had given Chen Jing a chance. Yet, Chen Jing had mercilessly struck him a fatal blow from behind. If he survived, he would surely destroy Chen Jing!

"You'd better know that!" Venerable Xinye's aged eyes were like two ice caves, radiating chilling cold. He gripped the empty black bottle and snarled:

"Do you see this empty bottle? It's for you! I will stuff your soul into it and torment you for all eternity! I will warn myself again and again never to trust anyone again!"

His furious roar still echoed in the air as he vanished from his spot. The next moment, he teleported in front of Jiang Fan. His withered hand, like an iron pincer, clamped fiercely towards Jiang Fan's neck.

Jiang Fan did not idly wait for death. From his sleeves, black water droplets, the size of raindrops, surged out. Each droplet was highly viscous and emitted demonic energy that obscured spiritual sense. It was the Ethereal Demonic Fluid.

Venerable Xinye's expression shifted slightly, and he decisively teleported backward. "Ethereal Demonic Fluid from the Great Wilderness State? And how can you track my movements?" He was a Venerable; his short-distance movements were akin to teleportation. How could Jiang Fan, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, possibly track him? It wasn't until he detected a wisp of the Wind Source aura within Jiang Fan that he realized. "You comprehended the Wind Source before even reaching the Soul Transformation realm. You truly surprise me! But this won't save you!"

He waved his sleeve through the air, and the terrifying pressure from a Venerable surged forth like a tsunami, suffocating. The Ethereal Demonic Fluid droplets floating around Jiang Fan were successively sent flying. His own bones emitted crackling sounds, clearly unable to withstand the immense pressure and on the verge of collapsing. But he endured. He also activated the Bronze Grasshopper, causing it to swell hundreds of times in size against the wind.

"Your physique can actually withstand the pressure of a Soul Transformation cultivator?" Venerable Xinye was astonished again. An ordinary Venerable's casual strike could shatter the body of even a Nine-Orifice Nascent Soul, yet Jiang Fan remained unharmed. "But what does that matter? Soul Transformation Venerables and Nascent Soul cultivators are two different levels of existence; you cannot easily contend with me!" He glanced at the Bronze Grasshopper, disdain showing in his eyes. "Trying to escape in front of a Venerable? Preposterous!"

Before he finished speaking, Venerable Xinye teleported again, appearing like a phantom in front of the Bronze Grasshopper. He raised his hand, seized the Bronze Grasshopper, and threw it away before it could activate. "You can't escape..." Venerable Xinye declared. Unexpectedly, just as he threw the Bronze Grasshopper aside, he suddenly felt an incredibly terrifying fist wind coming from behind him.

He turned his head to look. It was a Soul Transformation Yin Corpse, covered in chains and incredibly robust! It had been hidden behind the Bronze Grasshopper, taking advantage of the moment Venerable Xinye threw the grasshopper to launch a sneak attack from behind. So, Jiang Fan hadn't intended to escape but was playing hard to get, hiding the Soul Transformation Yin Corpse behind the Bronze Grasshopper.

Venerable Xinye's heart pounded. How could he dare to take a blow from a Soul Transformation Venerable unprepared? With a thought, he was about to teleport away. Precisely at that moment, a brocade pouch, which Jiang Fan had prepared beforehand, burst open with a 'pop'. It was the Red Dust Illusory Sound given by Venerable Hongchen, a mysterious powdery substance capable of causing hallucinations even in Venerables. Immediately, a cloud of pink mist emerged and lunged towards Venerable Xinye.

Venerable Xinye, having survived countless battles, instantly realized the pink mist was not simple. Without thinking, he simultaneously teleported and struck out with a palm, intending to disperse the mist. "Spatial Shift!" Jiang Fan said expressionlessly. The moment the pouch burst, he had already planned his next move. A spatial force instantly enveloped the mist cloud, and when it reappeared, it was surrounding Venerable Xinye. "Oh no!" Venerable Xinye was greatly startled. He had never imagined that Jiang Fan still had a spatial secret technique up his sleeve!

But he was also extraordinary. The moment the mist enveloped him, a surge of lightning erupted within his body, sealing off his pores and seven orifices. Only a tiny amount of the Red Dust Illusory Sound managed to enter his body. Even so, a series of beautiful, captivating female giggles immediately echoed in his mind. His mind briefly fell into a trance. When he realized something was wrong and suddenly awoke, a piercing pain shot through his neck. It was the Soul Transformation Yin Corpse, its five fingers like blades, thrusting towards his neck, aiming to sever his head from his body.

Venerable Xinye was horrified. How could he have anticipated that killing a mere Nascent Soul junior would lead to such a profound life-or-death crisis? At that critical moment, he twisted his neck. The Soul Transformation Yin Corpse's hand grazed past his neck. A tearing sound! "Agh!"

The incredibly sharp hand ruthlessly tore open his neck, taking a large chunk of flesh with it. He fixed his gaze. A third of Venerable Xinye's neck had been torn away, exposing his bloody cervical vertebrae. If he had reacted even a split second slower, his entire head would have flown off. Venerable Xinye was filled with shock and rage. Without thinking, he retaliated with an elbow strike. The Soul Transformation Yin Corpse's chest instantly exploded, and its robust body was sent flying backward.

Venerable Xinye clutched his neck, feeling the excruciating pain, and his fury immediately soared. "Jiang Fan!" Like an enraged beast, Venerable Xinye glared furiously at Jiang Fan. He had never imagined that Jiang Fan would be so troublesome!

Jiang Fan remained expressionless. A six-zhang Yin Corpse had already appeared beside him, his palm pressed against its body. In his left hand was a Heaven Thunder Stone, containing immense blood lightning. "Haven't you been looking for a practitioner of Void Current Thunderforce? Then, let me show you what Void Current Thunderforce is."

"Star Shift!" Instantly, the Void Current Thunderforce and Void Current Fireforce, both types of Void Current energies, returned to his body! His thunder-path divine art would be strengthened tenfold!

Venerable Xinye's face darkened. "I wondered how you evaded my tracking! So, you cultivated Venerable Xieya's Star Shift! Deceiving me for so long, you truly deserve to die!" He no longer dared to teleport, fearing another trap.

He pulled out a black iron rod-shaped spiritual artifact. It was covered in dozens of dark red blood vessels, all wriggling like red worms. "This was refined from the blood vessels of powerful enemies I killed throughout my life," Venerable Xinye said with a cold expression. "It is a top-grade spiritual artifact that kills without a trace. Dying by its hand, you can be proud!"