"I never expected that person to be capable of using so many Space Escape Techniques!"

"Yes!"

"Shall we continue the pursuit?"

"Pursue! Drink the Elixir Pills! We must fight to the death with him!"

The four Assassins discussed for a while and decided to drink all the Elixir Pills they carried with them.

Although Duan Gujin fled rapidly with the Heavenly Demon Nine Steps, after those four Assassins consumed a large bottle of Elixir Pills, surging flames burst forth from their bodies.

The next moment, their figures turned into streaks of flowing light, rapidly charging towards Duan Gujin.

After using the Heavenly Demon Nine Steps several times in succession, Duan Gujin had consumed a lot of Primordial Power, causing his Physical Strength to wane.

Therefore, he quickly took out the Ten-thousand-year-old Divine Milk from the storage ring, and after drinking it, he waited for its effects to manifest.

However, after a short moment, he noticed four strong auras rapidly approaching from behind him.

"It's them!"

He slightly furrowed his eyebrows, immediately suspecting that those four Assassins were chasing after him.

"They must have used some kind of Elixir Pills or Cultivation Techniques that increased their speed, allowing them to enhance their strength so quickly!"

A sharp light flashed in his eyes as his mind rapidly cycled through various thoughts.

After a while, he didn't move.

He was nearly at the end of his rope; even after drinking the Ten-thousand-year-old Divine Milk, its effects wouldn't manifest immediately.

The four Assassins quickly found Duan Gujin, and when they saw him standing ahead, solemnly waiting for them, a sudden sense of fear arose within them.

"Everyone, be cautious!"

One of the Assassins soon spoke up.

"Fellows, why do I feel like the person ahead is specifically waiting for us?"

Another Assassin suddenly said.

"Right! I have the same feeling. Let's all prepare for battle and be on guard for any changes!"

After discussing for a while, the four Assassins decided to stop about fifty meters away from Duan Gujin.

Then, they extended their Divine Sense to survey the surroundings, guarding against the possibility of a hidden master lurking nearby.

A cold smile twitched at the corner of Duan Gujin's mouth.

This action, witnessed by the four Assassins, intensified the inexplicable fear in them.

They didn't know that Duan Gujin was engaging in psychological warfare; he was using his aura to intimidate the four.

He did this with one goal in mind—to create an illusion for the enemy and buy himself some time.

"Who are you? Why are you secretly following me?"

With a thought, Duan Gujin released the innate pressure of the Giant Demon Dragon Elephant Martial Soul, forming a powerful oppressiveness in the nearby Void.

The four men felt a tremendous power erupting from Duan Gujin and all their faces slightly changed.

They circulated their Cultivation Techniques, intending to dispel the pressure emitted by Duan Gujin, but unexpectedly, they found themselves unable to dissolve the pressure he released.

After consulting with each other, they realized that none of them could counter the pressure exerted by Duan Gujin, causing their hearts to suddenly tighten.

"I never expected him to be a wolf in sheep's clothing! All four of us have reached the Martial Emperor Realm, yet we can't handle him. That can only mean one thing—he has been pretending all along!"

"Does it matter who we are?"

One of the Assassins tentatively asked.

Upon hearing the other party's words, Duan Gujin knew that the assassin was trying to provoke him.

"Are you from the Holy Fire Immortal Sect? Previously, during the Sixth-level Alchemist test at Liuyun Immortal Sect, I injured three disciples of the Holy Fire Immortal Sect. I assume they must have called you here, right?"

Duan Gujin said indifferently.

One of the assassins, realizing that their identity had been exposed, knew it would be difficult to conceal it from their opponent.

After all, in the Jiuzhou Continent, to which sect a martial artist belongs can be determined by other martial artists if one willingly releases their Qi for all to sense.

Thus, it was not difficult for the four of them to be recognized by Duan Gujin as disciples of the Holy Fire Immortal Sect.

"Yes, you injured three of our fellow disciples in the test for Sixth-level Alchemists last time, what do you say we should do about that?"

One of the assassins shouted loudly.

"Do you know the truth? If you don't want to know the truth, then there's no need to talk, let's just start fighting!"

Duan Gujin had no intention of engaging in verbal sparring with them and asked directly.

"Go on and say it, let's just hear this truth you've convinced yourself of!"

Another assassin said.

That assassin released his Divine Sense, radiating it into the nearby Void, trying to find anyone lurking around.

"That day, I merely brushed past those three, but they assumed I was after the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Grass and attacked me! I couldn't just take a beating, so I fought back, and since those three were not strong enough, they got injured! If you don't have the skill, you can't blame others for being too strong!"

Duan Gujin said coldly.

"Those three junior brothers claimed you were deliberately following them, they didn't know what schemes you had behind them, so driving you away is only natural, right?"

An assassin asked.

"Let me tell you, I was not intentionally following them. I saw that Heavenly Spirit Immortal Grass in the air and just followed it. Later on, I realized that the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Grass was a ploy by Liuyun Immortal Sect to attract everyone there. Whoever entered the competition would sense the so-called Heavenly Spirit Immortal Grass and follow it! Your three junior brothers thought I was attempting theft, how ludicrous!"

Duan Gujin said coldly.

"Then you didn't have to injure them so severely! They had to withdraw from the competition because of the serious injuries you inflicted!"

One of the assassins rebuked angrily.

"It's not that I was too strong, they were just too weak! They thought they could take advantage of me because of their own lack of strength, but ended up defeated! If you can't match your opponent's skill, you shouldn't blame the opponent for being too strong! Tell me, am I not stronger than your three pus-filled junior brothers?"

Duan Gujin laughed mockingly.

"You! How dare you! To act so presumptuously and provoke our Holy Fire Immortal Sect!"

An assassin became furious upon hearing such provocative words from Duan Gujin.

"Sorry about that, I misspoke just now. But I suppose you don't have the right to speak for the Holy Fire Immortal Sect, do you? Who do you think you are? The Sect Leader of the Holy Fire Immortal Sect? If not, don't casually represent the Holy Fire Immortal Sect!"

"Apologize! You must apologize for the wrong you just spoke!"

Another assassin also became enraged.

"Which statement?"

Duan Gujin suddenly became interested.

He had been deliberately rambling to buy himself some time.

However, he did not expect those four to take him seriously.

"You called those three people pus-filled, and I'm telling you, one of them is my junior brother!"

An assassin rebuked angrily.

"So that's the case! Indeed, I misspoke, looking at your fine and handsome features, you surely have nothing to do with pus-filled. Alright, let me put it like this, those three lacked strength and tried to stop me, so of course, I resisted. As a result, when I made a move, I inflicted serious injuries on them! I just want to say to you, it's not that I was too strong, but that they were too weak! They are simply a bit weaker, nothing to do with being pus-filled!"

Duan Gujin said earnestly.

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