The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

The sudden sound of knocking at the door made Li Qing, who was struggling in pain, feel a sinking sensation in his heart.

A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to his head.

Cold sweat poured down as he nervously looked in the direction of the door, his eyes filled with countless bloodshot veins.

The pain in his body seemed to become unimportant.

A sense of impending death seemed to be approaching.

Mr. Hua Yue's indifferent voice sounded from outside.

"Li Qing, are you asleep?"

The voice sounded calm, but to Li Qing's ears, it carried a chilling feeling.

It seemed like the voice was suppressing something?

Li Qing's body was undergoing intense changes, but he dared not say a word, only tightly covering his mouth.

Thud thud thud.

The knocking on the door sounded again. Li Qing slowly stood up, enduring the intense pain in his body.

"I can't wait here to die."

He moved with difficulty, taking a few steps to the table and picked up a kitchen knife.

At this moment, his body was covered with blood-colored characters, which now only left faint traces, as if completely sinking into his body.

He stood behind the door, tightly gripping the kitchen knife, the pain in his body almost blurring his mind.

But the will to survive supported him, as there might be a bloodthirsty hunter outside, ready to burst in at any moment.

Li Qing held the knife in both hands, trembling involuntarily in pain, a sense of ferocity rising in his heart, as if wanting to destroy everything.

"Come on, I'll kill you, what are you afraid of."

Li Qing's eyes were wild, his whole face distorted.

The voice outside the door grew deeper, "Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

Boom!

"Open the door for me... Ah," the voice became increasingly hoarse, completely turning into another kind of voice.

Boom!

The door latch was struck open by a tremendous force.

A figure rushed in, and in the danger and pain, a glint of blood flashed in Li Qing's eyes as he fiercely swung the knife down.

A blood-colored light, which had covered the kitchen knife at some point, pierced into the figure's back.

"Ah!..."

A gruesome sound rang out, and a bright red blood gushed from the figure's wound.

The innate talent of "Blood Essence Art" - Bloodletting.

The blood splattered directly onto Li Qing's face.

The intense pain in his body suddenly disappeared, as if with that one swing, all the pain had been released.

A surge of power emerged in his body, and Li Qing's mind cleared as the figure, bleeding profusely, suddenly turned its head.

A fiercely grotesque face looked at him, no longer human.

Grotesque features, skin on the verge of bursting, covered with blood vessels, and a mouth full of fangs.

At this moment, Mr. Hua Yue had grown to almost nine feet, his body exposed, covered with countless blood vessels.

Li Qing shuddered all over, turned and ran towards the study.

A loud shout, "There's a monster!"

"Murder!"

A loud voice echoed through the night sky.

People within dozens of yards could hear the sharp cry.

"Ah! I'll kill you! Li Qing, ah..."

Mr. Hua Yue roared and chased after him, his back gushing with blood, his breath rapidly weakening.

His swollen body was shrinking at a visible speed.

Li Qing moved like lightning, almost using all his strength, and dashed straight towards the backyard.

That was where the firewood was stored, and he almost leaped onto it, then leaped over the wall.

A huge figure had already reached out towards him.

Pfft.

The sound of clothes tearing, followed by a searing pain from behind.

"Hit!"

Li Qing fell from mid-air, landed on both feet, rolled forward to absorb the impact.

He got up and ran towards the distance, into a small street behind the study.

With all the souls at stake, he no longer cared about anything else.

That kind of monster, it was lucky enough to have been hit from behind.

Direct confrontation? Are you kidding?

A chorus of footsteps echoed around, heavy landings behind him, and terrifying roars.

"I'll kill you... I'll kill you!"

Hearing the roar behind him and the sound of heavy objects landing, Li Qing felt a chill down his spine.

By now, he had reached the end of the alley, and the main street lay ahead.

His voice roared frantically.

"There's a monster! There's a monster! Help!"

Running frantically and shouting, he had reached the main street.

By now, the sky had already darkened, and it was curfew time.

There were hardly any people on the main street.

Only the patrolling constables and night watchmen.

The searing pain on his back made him breathe rapidly, and after a while, he finally reached a dilapidated house.

The house bore the marks of a fire from last year.

Fortunately, no one lived there after the fire, and it was left unattended.

Li Qing stumbled into the ruins, found a corner, and sat down heavily.

He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and focused on his body, silently feeling it.

Reciting the "Blood Essence Art" in his mind, he could clearly feel a vital energy flowing through his blood vessels.

This vital energy was very weak, but it was undeniably real.

The vital energy flowed rapidly through his body along with his blood vessels.

He could feel the prickling sensation on his back, and as the vital energy circulated, it emitted a faint itch.

Having undergone the "Blood Curse Body Refining," his perception of his body had completely surpassed his past self.

With his eyes closed, he could clearly sense the state of his body.

The wounds on his back were five claw marks, each at least 10 centimeters long, but fortunately not too deep.

At this moment, these wounds were rapidly healing, with a faint red vital energy lingering on them.

"This vital energy is too powerful. How can these wounds heal so quickly?"

*Crack.*