Chapter 96

Taking advantage of the moment before everyone could react, Jun Wuming, enduring his injuries, transformed into a streak of light and fled for hundreds of miles in one breath.

He finally chose a tall and lush ancient tree, leaping a few times to merge into the towering tree, which was about a hundred zhang high.

In this forest, ancient trees were everywhere, thriving with life. Even the shortest ancient tree was several zhang tall, and the tallest reached into the clouds.

The forest scenery was captivating, with continuous peaks, lush branches and leaves of ancient trees, flowers and birds everywhere, and fierce beasts among the old vines and shrubs.

Sitting amidst the dense branches and leaves in the clouds, the mist was hazy, and the moisture was abundant.

His pale face gazed at the golden sun rising in the sky, as dawn broke. The fine golden sunlight filtered through the dense broad green leaves, falling between the branches.

Comfortable and relaxed, a faint spiritual light fluttered from behind his head. His face was solemn and radiant. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had not experienced such purity and nature for thousands of years.

A pure and natural aura emanated from his body, like clear water rippling, and layers of vitality radiated from his demon god body.

His entire form seemed to merge with the ancient tree, feeling the tree's breathing and rhythm, the wisps of cloud and the rays of the sun. In a state of confusion, he floated and sank, his Dao heart seemed to connect with heaven and earth, breathing in unison with the universe.

At some point, in some place, the universe shared yin and yang, life and death were one!

The cold aura in his body seemed to dissolve into a pool of vital water, rippling in Jun Wuming's heart.

The vital energy resonated and vibrated from all the major acupoints in his body, and a vast amount of essence energy surged from the huge ancient tree into Jun Wuming's body.

Fine, pure green light from the black-clothed youth sitting cross-legged merged into his body, blending with the vital water inside.

It flowed continuously, like a surging sea, restoring, cleansing, and washing away the injuries inside his body.

Slowly, Jun Wuming gradually transformed into a green light cocoon on the huge ancient tree, resembling a giant green fruit!

It emitted a gentle glow of vitality, with the vitality contained within!

Time passed swiftly, always so brief.

At noon, the sun was high and scorching, its intense light piercing through the vast misty clouds above the forest, bringing a brief moment of light to the forest.

Many poisonous insects retreated, and the forest experienced a brief period of tranquility.

Withdrawing his mind from deep contemplation, Jun Wuming slowly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened, a gentle, clear light radiated, and a wave of vital energy rippled through his soul!

Pure and clear, full of vitality, as if he had been cleansed by pure natural power.

Jun Wuming's expression was calm, and with a wave of his power, the dew on his body evaporated.

"Originally, the vital energy of ice is so vast and magnificent!"

"Ice turns into water! Ice is a branch of water, all methods return to the origin! Ice turns into water, the key lies in vitality!"

He sighed slightly, as if suddenly enlightened. With a light gesture of his arm, a point of green light rapidly gathered in his palm. He gently flicked it, and the light merged into a withered branch below.

On the decaying branch, green light of vitality quickly bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, green leaves spread, and the branch revived! Visible to the naked eye, tiny buds grew into green fan-shaped leaves with clear veins, a delightful sight!

Jun Wuming's initial cultivation was in water-based techniques. Later, during his enlightenment, water transformed into ice. Now, Jun Wuming had reached a deeper understanding of the essence of water, and could finally convert ice back to water, freely changing between the two, taking another step forward on the path of Dao!

Listening to the gentle breeze and the fine rain, Jun Wuming's heart was as calm as clear water, his face calm with a hint of coldness. The cycle of spring and autumn, life and death, left no trace. He embodied the true meaning of the无情 nature of flowing water!

Having experienced a life-threatening crisis, Jun Wuming's spirit had undergone a fundamental leap. He had gained a sense of calm and lost a bit of restlessness!

Observing the changes in all things, the world's splendor, and living in harmony with the world!

Suddenly, a point of spiritual light appeared in Jun Wuming's spiritual senses, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

In his indifferent gaze, the stone's fall broke the calm. Jun Wuming's powerful mental force swept over the entire ground.

He saw a drama unfolding on the ground.

A young man in yellow was fleeing through the forest.

A fierce black wild boar with three tusks was chasing him. Its limbs were powerful, its tusks menacing, and a black horn on its forehead emitted lightning, chasing the young man in yellow so frantically that he fled up a tree!

The young man in yellow was agile, leaping like lightning, and in a few bounds, he climbed up the towering ancient tree.

The fierce beast, seeing this, became enraged, its eyes bloodshot. Lightning from its horn struck the ancient tree, but the tree, with a texture like iron and scales like fish, remained unshaken by the lightning.

The young man in yellow clung tightly to the tree trunk, catching his breath, and then reacted. He began to curse, spewing a torrent of foul language, which made the intelligent beast below fume with anger.

Jun Wuming, standing on a branch, shook his head. This fellow was truly exceptional at drawing hatred. Looking at his appearance, he was tall and robust, with a square face and a beard, and at first glance, Jun Wuming thought he was a straightforward man!

Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance, nor measure the sea with a bushel.

This skill at drawing hatred was no less than that of the short-lived Jun Quanming. This fellow cursed endlessly for half an hour without repeating himself, making the lightning-tusked beast below almost spew blood!

Feeling elated, Wei Zhuang felt thoroughly refreshed, his thoughts clear. "I just stole one fruit from you, and you chased me for so long!"

He looked down at the lightning-tusked beast with disdain, cursing and occasionally using his earth-element power to form large rocks and throw them down, causing the beast to be enveloped in lightning and smoke!

Jun Wuming's eyes narrowed, watching the antics of the man in the tree with interest. Suddenly, his mind was shaken, and he sensed a strong demonic aura approaching from the sky.

He looked up and saw a huge black eagle with a two-meter wingspan soaring through the air. In the blink of an eye, its sharp claws were already behind the head of the young man in yellow, who was perched on the tree.

The young man seemed to sense something, and his face changed drastically, his lips turning pale, and his soul nearly fleeing! It was too late!

He closed his eyes in despair, and a tear involuntarily rolled down his cheek.

*Pfft!*

A faint sound in his ear!

However, to Wei Zhuang's surprise, he did not seem to die?

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a young man in dark clothes standing on a rolling black cloud, wearing a black wide-sleeved cloud robe, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, with a slightly rogue-like demeanor. He was looking at him with a strange expression!

Jun Wuming looked at the bearded young man in yellow, who had actually shed a tear!

He found it amusing, swept his sleeve, and descended from the cloud, a sword light splitting the fierce lightning-tusked beast, a black light passing through the two beasts' slightly warm bodies.

The black light, like a whale drinking water, instantly drained the essence blood of the two huge beasts! He turned to leave! As for the young man in yellow, Jun Wuming did not care; saving his life was just a matter of convenience!

Seeing the dark-clothed youth about to leave, Wei Zhuang quickly leaped down from the tree, taking a few quick steps to catch up.

With a grateful look, he said, "Brother Jun Wuming, please wait. That was a close call just now. My life was almost lost. Thanks to your sword, you killed that demonic bird and saved my life. I will never forget this kindness!"

Jun Wuming turned around and looked at the young man in yellow, who was taller than him by half a head. His expression changed. "Do you know me? It was just a matter of convenience, no need to take it to heart!"

He sized up the young man in yellow and then walked away, thinking he must have met him by chance in the past at the bandit camp. After all, Jun Wuming's innate water-element body was well-known in the camp, so it was not surprising that he recognized him!

Seeing Jun Wuming about to leave again, Wei Zhuang's raised hands stiffened, and his face turned bitter. His expression changed, and finally, looking at the two shriveled beast corpses beside him, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind! He quickened his pace and caught up with the dark-clothed youth!

"Brother Jun, please wait!"

Jun Wuming frowned slightly, looking at the young man in yellow in front of him with a hint of displeasure.

"Why are you blocking my way?"