Chapter 1227: Chapter 425: Lu Yuanding’s Death, The Misty Swamp!_3 However, through the System, Lu Changsheng knew that his son’s condition should be fine; his Cultivation Level had broken through to the Fourth Layer of Foundation Establishment four years ago. "Jin Kingdom..." Thinking of this place, Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. In his earlier years, he had thought of going directly to Jin Kingdom after reaching Core Formation. But now with a pile of issues at home, he couldn’t leave just yet. He would have to wait until everything at home was stable and Hong Lian was in charge before he could feel at ease to head to Jin Kingdom. .... Jin Kingdom. "Qu Changtian, I’ll see where you can run to today!" In a range of mountains, over ten Cultivators were in pursuit of a young man in a black robe. Leading them was a tall man with the Cultivation Level of the late stage of Foundation Establishment. He was maneuvering a giant sword Exotic Treasure, constantly slashing towards the young man in the black robe, causing the mountains to rumble and ravines to form, with Chensha rolling down. The young man in the black robe was no ordinary person either; he moved like a Sky Peng, as fast as lightning, continuously dodging the attacks. When in mortal danger, a golden light filled with a bloodthirsty aura would shoot out, dissipating part of the offensive force against him. "Whoosh—" Just then, the golden light suddenly turned towards the tall man wielding the giant sword Exotic Treasure. "Hmph!" The tall man faced the golden light with a cold snort; his body was covered in a green, shimmering armor that glistened brightly, forming a light screen three feet in front of him. "Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out, the light screen shattered, but the golden light could advance no further, immediately turning around and vanishing without a trace. "This Six-Winged Golden Silkworm is indeed extraordinary; if it weren’t for my Green Vine Armor, such an attack would indeed be dangerous." The tall man narrowed his eyes, touched his chest, and continued to direct his Mana to chase the young man in the black robe with the Exotic Treasure giant sword. The others behind him found it difficult to keep up with the pace of the two, and were gradually left behind. "If this continues, it will be hard to shake them off, and eventually, my Mana will run out..." This young man in the black robe was none other than Lu Quanzhen, who was out gaining experience. After a brief visit to Azure Phoenix Immortal City in his early years, he came straight to the Cultivation World of Jin Kingdom. Although it was more chaotic and ruthless than Jiang Country, he found it relatively adaptable. However, in the previous years, the Marketplace he was in was suddenly the battleground of two factions, and as collateral damage, he fled, killing a feminine young man in the process. Who knew that this young man turned out to be an elder of the Yiming Ghost Sect, son of a Ghost Demon Zhenren. Since then, he was hunted by the Ghost Demon Zhenren, and his escape began. Thankfully, the Cultivation World of Jin Kingdom is so vast that even a Nascent Soul Immortal would have difficulty capturing someone who keeps a low profile. Several months ago, he was recognized during a fight due to his Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, and that once again spurred pursuit. At this moment, Lu Quanzhen saw a continuous forest to the south. A layer of purple-black mist seemed to loom over the entire forest, like poisonous or miasmic gas, eerily cold and sinister. Lu Quanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately flew towards the forest. "Hmm, Black Mist Swamp?" The tall man saw the direction in which Lu Quanzhen was escaping and his eyes narrowed. The Black Mist Swamp had a not-so-small reputation in Jin Kingdom, with a poison miasma that lingered throughout the year and was difficult to dispel. This poison not only eroded a Cultivator’s Qi-Blood and Physical Body but also had the effect of blocking Divine Sense. For a regular Foundation Establishment Cultivator, it was impossible to use Divine Sense within the Black Mist Swamp. Thus, the Black Mist Swamp was extremely dangerous, and normal Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn’t survive there for long before the poison would erode and corrupt their Qi-Blood and Physical Body. Even a Nascent Soul Immortal entering it would be suppressed due to their Divine Sense being blocked, making it difficult to defend against dangers. "Qu Changtian, now you have no path to heaven and no door to earth; where can you escape to?!" The tall man trailed at the back, slowing down his pace, not in a hurry to chase. After all, if Lu Quanzhen dared to venture deep into the swamp, he only needed to seal off the area with more people. "There’s something wrong with this forest ahead!" Hearing these words, Lu Quanzhen immediately realized there was a problem with the forest ahead and that he shouldn’t enter recklessly. But seeing the people catching up from behind, he looked at the forest swirling with purple-black miasma, gritted his teeth, and decided to take a risk. After all, under the current situation, it was impossible for him to shake off his pursuers, and his only option was to seek a slim chance of survival using this forest. "Kid, if you have the guts, you can go in." The tall man pushed forward with the Exotic Treasure giant sword, gradually approaching, and said with a sinister smile. "Swoosh!" Lu Quanzhen rushed into the Black Mist Forest, and instantly a surge of poison miasma hit his face, as if it wanted to corrode his flesh. His black Magical Robe flapped, with Spiritual Light flowing around his body, he ran swiftly trying to find another way out. "Huh, you think you can just leave? It’s not that simple!" The tall man immediately entered the forest, following closely behind Lu Quanzhen like a ghost. Moments later, the dozen or so people who had come with him, hesitating slightly at the sight of the purple-black miasma twirling around the forest, also stormed in, blocking the direction Lu Quanzhen had taken, leaving him with no choice but to move deeper into the forest. After Lu Quanzhen ventured several miles in, he suddenly felt that the poison miasma here was several times more intense. Even with the Magical Robe’s Spiritual Light protecting his body, threads of poison gas penetrated his pores, entering his body, eroding his flesh and blood. "I must say, gentlemen, if you go on chasing me, even if I am eroded by the poison miasma, you won’t fare much better, will you?" Lu Quanzhen shouted to the people behind him. "We can hold on at this level; you can keep on running if you’re capable," the tall man said coldly. In this area, the purple-black miasma made his vision hazy, unable to see too far, so he didn’t chase too closely to avoid Lu Quanzhen’s sneak attack using the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm or starting a fight here. After all, once they engaged in battle, the miasma entering the body would be very troublesome. He just joined the others in loosely encircling Lu Quanzhen’s position, waiting for an opportunity.