Knowing his gun was ineffective, Liu Xing cycled his qi and activated his Lightning Palm Technique. The gun absorbed the technique, and he reabsorbed the energy, his hand now coated in lightning, crackling with arcs of electricity. He created a long blade of lightning in his hand and swung it. The lightning blade cleaved through the black cloud, splitting it in two, but the halves quickly merged again.

The mocking laughter reverberated again, but he ignored it and tried a different approach. Instead of slashing, he focused on concentrating qi into the tip of the blade, creating a long hammer. When he swung the lightning hammer at the cloud, it split in two again, creating a wider gap. However, the cloud reformed almost instantly.

"Such a foolish youth. If I were my former self, you would already be dead. But I am different now. I am more merciful, so just leave and don't bother me!"

The black cloud sped up. He looked ahead and realized Skull Hill was nearby. He suspected something was there, and the black cloud's last comment, while condescending, actually conveyed a hint of wariness, which in turn made him think that perhaps his attack had worked. Why else would it tell him to leave?

He slashed again and again. The black cloud split momentarily, only to reform immediately.

"You are a stubborn one. I like it! That's why I will tell you where my stash of treasures is. One of my treasures is a lightning rod that enhances lightning attacks. If you leave, I will tell you where it is."

Liu Xing heard desperation in the voice, but he remained calm and focused. The words were a confirmation that his attacks were actually working, but there was also the chance that he was trying to deceive him into believing they were effective, to prevent him from trying something else.

After a moment of repeated slashing, the truth became clear. He noticed the pitch-black cloud was slowly shrinking—not dramatically, just about five centimeters, but it was noticeable. His blade was indeed wearing down the cloud.Seeing a chance to defeat it, Liu Xing grinned. The lightning blade was working but not effective for destroying the cloud because of its thin area of attack. He needed something larger, and luckily, he knew of something bigger that could be coated in lightning—himself.

Running across the ground, he concentrated and spread the Lightning Palm Technique from his hand to his entire body, layering the Lightning Cloak and Lightning Palm techniques together.

"Finally giving up? Good, good, good!"

"I'm not giving up," Liu Xing retorted. Then, he kicked off the ground and shot toward the black cloud like a cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the black cloud and collided with it with his entire body. Up close, he saw parts of the cloud tried to move away, but some could not escape and disintegrated upon contact. After passing through it, he landed on the ground, quickly turned around, and slammed into the cloud again with his body. He repeated this several more times, and each time he hit it, the black cloud shrank even more.

The cloud growled, but he continued his relentless assault. Initially the size of a large car, the cloud had now shrunk to the size of a large man.

"Insolent! Die!" the cloud roared. It formed a black arrow as thick as his arm and shot toward him with incredible speed, creating a loud whistling sound.

Surprised, Liu Xing's eyes widened. Although he had expected attacks, he hadn't expected a projectile. Since he was currently in the air, he could not dodge. With no choice, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched at the incoming arrow. It pierced his knuckles before exploding into black smoke. Another arrow followed swiftly. Reacting quickly, he concentrated his qi into his Lightning Palm Technique, forming a lightning blade which he used to slash and destroy the arrow mid-flight.

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He struck the cloud again, causing it to growl, and then landed on the ground before turning around and prepared to jump again, only to find five more black arrows hurtling towards him. Opting to stand his ground, he slashed at each arrow, detonating them into black smoke mid air. Now reduced to the size of a large barrel, the cloud accelerated toward Skull Hill. Liu Xing, delayed by destroying the arrows, found the distance between them had increased.

He sprinted after the shrinking cloud, seeing a clear path uphill ahead. Channeling more qi into his Lightning Cloak Technique, he kicked off the ground, creating a crater where he jumped, and shot at the cloud with his right arm still crackling with lightning. As he approached, Liu Xing extended his arm towards the cloud, intending to sear it with his Lightning Palm. But the cloud suddenly stopped and transformed back into Mo Yan and launched a fist attack..

Wide-eyed, Liu Xing was unable to dodge in time. Mo Yan's fist struck his stomach, stopping his momentum and causing him to spit blood. Spinning in the air, Mo Yan followed up with an axe kick to his shoulder, sending him crashing down like a meteor. He landed with a thud in a clearing at the top of Skull Hill, where a tree with black leaves stood in the middle and a skeleton with a black skull in a weathered white lean into it.

"You are an annoying bastard!" Mo Yan shouted as he descended with another axe kick aimed at him.

Reacting quickly, Liu Xing jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding an attack that shook the ground. He realized he had arrived at a critical moment in the battle. They were probably at a special place, and the black cloud transforming back into Mo Yan gave him a chance to strike him back.

Mo Yan lunged, and seeing this, Liu Xing dodge to the side. With the Lightning Cloak still shrouding him, he retained an advantage in this fight. He then bounced around like a rubber ball, trying to confuse Mo Yan and seeking an opportunity to attack.

"Hmph! What cowardly movements! If you dare, fight me face to face like a true cultivator! Then I, Ji Dongyang, would ensure you die painlessly!"

Ji Dongyang sneered as Liu Xing ignored him and continued his evasive maneuvers. He activated his invisibility and disappeared from Ji Dongyang's sight, leaving only silence where crackling blue lightning had danced moments before. He stopped bouncing and positioned himself behind a tree, gun aimed at the back of Mo Yan's head.

"Impressive technique. Even I, a former Sun Collapsing cultivator cannot sense you. But it is a cowardly technique." Ji Dongyang sneered, but his disparaging words did not affect Liu Xing. Stealth was a legitimate tactic, especially against a former Sun Collapsing cultivator like Ji Dongyang, who would have been revered as an elder in the Purple Moon Sect.

Liu Xing infused his bullet with the Lightning Palm Technique. Despite Ji Dongyang's former strength, which was now limited to Mo Yan's body, he was confident that he could win this battle. Under the moonlight, with the wind rustling the grass and leaves, he aimed his gun toward his intended target and pulled the trigger.

As a lightning bolt shot through the air, Ji Dongyang immediately turned around and gathered black cloud in his hands to intercept the bullet.

"There you are!" Ji Dongyang exclaimed, the black cloud transformed into a claw-like appendage. He swung it, sending a crescent of darkness that destroyed the bolt and then hurtling toward him.

Reacting swiftly, Liu Xing leaped onto a low branch, but as he landed, Ji Dongyang adjusted his aim and launched another attack crescent of darkness. Liu Xing evaded again as he fired several exploding bullets mid-air, but Ji Dongyang deflected the exploding bullets with his dark claw, creating a deafening shockwave that shook the trees and stirred up a cloud of dust.

"You waste my time and energy. Why don't you just give up?" Ji Dongyang mocked.

Liu Xing remained silent. Words were unnecessary.

"If you seek death, so be it. Your cowardice will not save you," Ji Dongyang declared, darkness swirling around him before seeping into his body. Mo Yan's muscles began to bulge, dark veins crawled under his skin, his eyes turned completely black, and his ears expanded to become as big as elephant ears.

"Tch, even with this transformation, I still cannot sense you. What an annoying technique," Ji Dongyang grumbled, knowing any movement from Liu Xing would betray his location.

Several tense moments passed as the two fighters stood in silence. Realizing that this was going to be a tough fight, he weighed several attack options. He could use bullets infused with lightning palm, unleash a powerful lightning blade strike, or even bombard Ji Dongyang with explosive bullets. Each move carried risks, and none of them guaranteed a quick victory.

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