Shen Tianming didn't want to waste words. He took out a glass bottle from his pocket and opened it.
A visible black mist emerged, and Yu Daohang's expression turned serious.
Such a heavy aura of death.
This aura was even heavier than Yin energy, giving one a chilling sensation.
"You should think carefully. It's not too late to regret it now," Shen Tianming reminded him again.
Yu Daohang smiled faintly, "You know I won't regret it."
Shen Tianming slightly raised a finger, and a drop of liquid emitting black mist floated out of the glass bottle.
"Extend your hand!"
Yu Daohang, not understanding, raised his hand. Shen Tianming directly controlled the black liquid to shoot towards his palm.
Yu Daohang was dumbfounded, "I haven't even prepared myself mentally."
But it was already too late. The black liquid drilled into his palm like a leech.
Seeing this, Yu Daohang inwardly cursed, "This thing is alive?"
"Is this guy trying to trick me?"
The black mist began to emerge from every pore of Yu Daohang's left arm, and countless red and black veins appeared on the surface.
"Damn it, am I going to die young like this?"
Yu Daohang narrowed his eyes. He could feel the aura of death constantly moving throughout his body.
"Goodbye!"
Yu Daohang closed his eyes completely. But after a moment, he felt nothing happening and opened his eyes again.
"Is that it?"
However, when he looked at Shen Tianming, he saw him looking at him with disdain.
Shen Tianming was speechless. Where was all that grand talk from before?
Yu Daohang chuckled awkwardly, "Didn't you say the success rate was less than forty percent? Why did it end so quickly?"
Shen Tianming stroked his chin and pondered, "To be honest, I haven't tried this before, and I don't know if it will succeed. I only read about it in an ancient text. Coincidentally, I have a drop of Ghost Immortal essence, and I planned to test it on you."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohang was shocked and cursed inwardly.
"Damn it, so you were using me as a guinea pig!"
"Let alone less than forty percent, you don't even know if it will succeed, do you?"
"You can't trick someone like this!"
Shen Tianming looked at Yu Daohang and smiled, "It's a good thing that you're unharmed."
Yu Daohang's face turned dark, "Should I thank you for not killing me?"
Shen Tianming's expression suddenly turned serious, "You've repaid the favor of saving my life. If we meet again, we'll be enemies."
Yu Daohang nodded and said nothing.
The moment he became an enemy of all living beings, their fate as enemies was sealed.
Shen Tianming didn't say anything more and started to leave. However, he stopped as if he remembered something and slowly said, "Didn't you ask who won between me and your companion?"
Yu Daohang turned to look at Shen Tianming upon hearing this.
Judging by his tone, it seemed he hadn't obtained the compass.
"I didn't win, and he didn't lose!" Shen Tianming said, then ignored Yu Daohang and left.
Hearing this, Yu Daohang turned and ran towards the place where they had fought.
He saw a huge crater, as if punched out by a fist, with bloodstains all around.
It was evident how fierce the battle had been.
Yu Daohang's heart leaped when he saw a figure standing in the crater.
Holding a staff, it was a bald monk.
It must be the Monk Nitian.
"Master Nitian, so you're not dead!" Yu Daohang shouted as he ran.
When he reached the figure, Yu Daohang looked at the Monk Nitian and then cursed, "Holy cow, who the hell are you?"
Standing before him was a young man around twenty years old.
His appearance couldn't be described as merely handsome; it was unrealistically handsome.
Yu Daohang believed he was second to none in terms of appearance.
But in front of this person, he had lost completely.
The only pity was that he was a bald monk.
The monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Daohang, smiling, "So it's Benefactor Yu."
Yu Daohang was confused that the monk recognized him, but then suddenly realized.
"Wait a minute!"
"Isn't this Master Nitian's business?"
"Are you Master Nitian's son?" Yu Daohang asked tentatively.
"..." The Monk Nitian looked speechless and said, "This humble monk is the Monk Nitian."
"Holy cow, what kind of elixirs did you take?"
Yu Daohang touched the Monk Nitian's face and pinched it, "This doesn't look fake either."
The Monk Nitian suppressed the anger in his heart and showed a kind smile, "Benefactor Yu, you are being a bit rude."
Yu Daohang quickly withdrew his hand, chuckling awkwardly, "My apologies, I'm just a country bumpkin who hasn't seen much of the world. Master's transformation is truly astonishing."
"Benefactor Yu, please allow this humble monk to explain."
The Monk Nitian began to speak, "Just now, both of us were at the end of our ropes and decided to fight to the death, unleashing our full power. But I never expected his strength to exceed my expectations. Although I withstood the blow, I was on the verge of death, and he was also severely injured. It would take at least half a year to recover."
As the Monk Nitian spoke, he took out a compass from his robe, "This battle, this humble monk did not lose!"
Yu Daohang looked at the Monk Nitian, who seemed completely unharmed, and was somewhat puzzled, "Master, you don't seem to have any injuries. On the contrary, you look much younger."
The Monk Nitian shook his head, no trace of fear of death on his face, "The appearance you see now is merely the last burst of vitality before my death."
Yu Daohang still looked at the Monk Nitian with suspicion, "Were you really this handsome when you were young?"
"..."
The Monk Nitian coughed dryly, "Let's discuss the important matters first."
Yu Daohang nodded, still finding it hard to believe, "Speaking of which, were you really this handsome when you were young?"
"That's not important!" The Monk Nitian smiled, but inwardly he was cursing.
"F*** you, you motherf***er."
Yu Daohang still looked at him suspiciously, stroking his chin in thought.
The Monk Nitian calmed himself and said, "In the battle just now, Shen Tianming was severely injured. He won't be able to carry out his plan for at least six months. This means the various sects in the martial world have half a year to prepare."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohang respectfully cupped his hands towards the Monk Nitian, "Master, this battle has bought half a year for all living beings. I, your junior, am impressed!"
The Monk Nitian maintained his calm and composed demeanor, handing the compass to Yu Daohang.
"Benefactor Yu, please give this compass to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple and inform the various sects that they have half a year to prepare."
Yu Daohang took the compass. The Monk Nitian looked up at the sky and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, this humble monk's life, to buy another half a year for all living beings, it was worth it!"
Seeing the Monk Nitian show no fear of death, Yu Daohang couldn't help but sigh.
"I draw my sword towards the sky and laugh, my loyalty and courage for the world."
Perhaps this was what it meant to reach a realm beyond the mundane, like Master Nitian.