A figure covered in flames suddenly shot up from the nearby area like a meteor that would never return.

The terrifying aura caused the surrounding temperature to rise greatly. The ice and snow turned into steam in an instant, causing the area to fog up.

However, there was an intense killing aura permeating the area. The terrifying aura made the eleven veteran Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators from the various grotto-heavens and blessed lands tense up, and their hair stood on end.

"This guy doesn't want to live anymore!"

In a flash, everyone was extremely shocked and furious.

The next second, Jiang Ming's hand had already descended. A huge golden sword formed by spiritual energy appeared in the void. Jiang Ming's entire body was integrated into the sword aura, and he ruthlessly shot toward the nearest figure.

"Damn it! Why me?" A Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, had a drastic change in expression. There was no way he could survive this.

The Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator could only desperately take out all his protective talismans and magical tools. His spiritual energy erupted in an attempt to block this attack and wait for the others to join forces to kill Jiang Ming.

The white-robed middle-aged man and the others did not stand by and watch. They retreated in anger and took out all kinds of magical tools to ruthlessly kill Jiang Ming.

At this moment, no one dared hold back. They could no longer care about their companion who was attacked. If Jiang Ming escaped, they might be the ones to die next.

All kinds of magical tools exploded with light, almost covering the entire area. Terrifying fluctuations spread out, and even cultivators who had just stepped into the Golden Core Realm would probably be terrified if they saw this.

"You really have some guts to charge over alone, lunatic! Hmph, it's a pity that you won't be able to live!"

Their eyes flashed with cold killing intent. No matter how strong Jiang Ming was, he was courting death by looking down on them.

"It is a pity that one of our companions will be buried with him."

At the last moment, this thought flashed through their minds. However, they were not too sad. Death was unavoidable on the path of immortal cultivation.

Jiang Ming's figure was instantly covered by all kinds of spiritual light. He rushed into the sky, and the entire forest seemed to be trembling.

The others retreated one after another, leaving only the companion who was attacked. In despair, he was enveloped by all kinds of terrifying attacks. He already knew that he had been forsaken by the others. Even if he could block the attack of the person opposite him, he would still be killed by his companions' attacks with their magical tools.

Within the light, there seemed to be a rain of blood splattering everywhere. After a few explosions and a miserable cry, there was no more sound. Only remnant ripples of energy swept out in all directions. Dozens of towering trees were hit by the aftershock and fell to the ground.

"Is he dead?" The white-robed middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and withdrew his blade. "I can't sense both their auras anymore. However, that b*stard's ability to hide his aura is very powerful."

"It's impossible for him to still be alive. No Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator can withstand such an attack." One of them immediately shook his head.

"It's good that he's dead. Where did he come from? He's too terrifying!"

The others also felt a lingering fear in their hearts. They heaved a sigh of relief and put away their magical tools.

"What a pity for that cultivator from the Tianhong Sect." The white-robed middle-aged man sighed softly. No matter what he thought, he still had to express his grief on the surface.

The others were expressionless and were about to say a few words when one of them suddenly exclaimed, "That's not right. I can't retrieve my magical tool!"

"What?" The white-robed middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He turned his head abruptly and stared at the smoke that had yet to dissipate.

A figure covered in blood suddenly shot out of the smoke, leaving a trail of dust behind him as he flew into the distance like a meteor.

"Hahaha, thank you for your gift, fellow cultivator. This axe is pretty good!"

The figure had a gray stone axe embedded in his shoulder. Blood spurted out from the wound, and many parts of his body were injured. However, his expression was extremely arrogant as he turned around and laughed.

"Fellow cultivators, don't be stingy. Take out something better."

Jiang Ming's speed increased again after he provoked them again. In an instant, he disappeared into the vast snow forest, leaving behind ten shocked figures.

At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed. Everyone could see that the forest in that area had been completely blown apart. A charred pit was revealed on the ground, and a mangled broken corpse was lying on the ground. It was obviously their companion.

"How is that possible? How did that person survive?" a Spirit Silkworm Mountain cultivator stared at his companion, who had died tragically, and said in disbelief.

Such an attack was enough to kill a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm several times over. No one below the Golden Core Realm could withstand it.

"He is seriously injured!" another person suddenly said. "Perhaps if we continue to chase after him, we can finish him off."

"Is that so? But who can catch up to him? He's so fast even after being seriously injured. God knows how much combat strength he still has," the white-robed middle-aged man muttered as he looked at the endless snowy forest. "I feel extremely uneasy. I just want to leave this place."