There was no ti to wonder how these guys had provoked the Corpse Transformation Realm Demon Fiend. Yang An knew only one thing: run too slow, and there was only one possible outco.
Ti was too tight. In a desperate flight for his life, there was simply no ti to imrse his consciousness in the Tree of Flesh and Blood to notify the Workshop Master to activate the transport.
He had to get out of here first and find sowhere safe.
Committing suicide to return his consciousness to his body was a last resort. While his life would be guaranteed, he wouldn't be able to bring many of his things back.
Even the mbers of the Scripture Defector Association had left their Storage Magical Artifacts outside before entering the Demon-Banning Stele.
Of course, if it truly beca a matter of life and death, Yang An would absolutely prioritize his own survival. But that mont hadn't co, at least not yet.
The night was pitch-black, and the Buddha's Radiant Wheel shone with exceptional power. Yang An pushed it to its limit, allowing it to stretch his shadow for hundreds of ters.
In a single breath, Yang An could cross hundreds of ters. In two, he could cover nearly a thousand, leaving everyone else far behind.
To the others, it was just a flash of light, and Yang An was already gone.
They were stunned, but this was a ti for desperate flight, not for standing around in shock.
Everyone used their best escape arts. They couldn't afford to worry about attracting other Demon Fiends in the Jueyun Sect.
They were already being hunted by that terrifying Corpse Transformation Realm Demon Fiend; they couldn't worry about anything else.
The Jueyun Sect was vast, stretching across endless mountains and rivers. Despite their speed, they couldn't hope to escape its boundaries anyti soon.
Only a few breaths after the group had fled the Demon-Banning Stele, an earth-shattering roar erupted from where it stood.
The world seed to shake as if in an earthquake, the sound deafening and imnse.
Demon Fiends from every corner of the Jueyun Sect were drawn by the sound, swarming toward the escapees from all directions.
Yang An was fast, but he still drew the attention of many Demon Fiends.
Countless dark figures lunged for him, but Yang An dodged them with ease every ti.
The Light and Shadow Escape Technique proved incredibly potent here. Each movent flowed perfectly into the next, giving the encroaching Demon Fiends no opportunity to strike.
But after a few more breaths, Yang An was forced to a halt. He had just erged from the depths of the Jueyun Sect, and he frowned at what lay before him.
As if on so command, innurable Demon Fiends had completely encircled the sect's inner region, forming a terrifying wall of flesh.
Demon Fiends piled on top of one another, completely sealing off the path to the outside world. Even the sky above was a chaotic swarm of crisscrossing dark figures.
The re sight was enough to make one's scalp crawl, to say nothing of the sheer pressure of their combined auras.
'This is bad,' Yang An thought. He was the fastest of the group, leaving the other mbers of the Scripture Defector Association a full two thousand ters behind. Now, he was the first to confront this overwhelming swarm.
'Dammit!'
'I have to break through!'
'Qi Guang Technique—Withdraw!'
Yang An gritted his teeth. A brilliant light flashed and then vanished, drawn completely into his body. He instantly transford into a humanoid figure glowing with five-colored light.
If a Corpse Transformation Realm Demon Fiend itself were blocking his path, Yang An wouldn't have even considered charging. That would be no different from suicide.
The sheer number of these Demon Fiends was staggering, but most were only at the Primordial Feeding Realm. There were a fair number of Visceral Stone Realm fiends mixed in, but Yang An wasn't particularly afraid of them.
His advantage lay in area-of-effect attacks—a blast comparable to a nuclear bomb. Anything that got close would die!
Even a Visceral Stone Realm fiend would be annihilated if it got too close!
Suddenly, Yang An shot forward like a teor, plunging straight into the encircling wall of flesh ford by countless Demon Fiends.
...
"Our path is blocked!"
anwhile, the Scripture Defector Association mbers, lagging a thousand ters behind Yang An, also saw the mountain-like wall of Demon Fiends. The color drained from their faces.
The Great Demon Fiend of the Corpse Transformation Realm, hidden within the Demon-Banning Stele, would erge at any mont. But now, innurable lesser fiends blocked their escape.
Even a delay of a few breaths could prove fatal.
"What should we do? Charge through together?!"
As the group flew rapidly toward the wall of flesh, one of them asked the question.
"It's the only way!"
The number of Demon Fiends was simply too great; a single person would have no hope of breaking through. To escape with their lives, their only chance was to work together!
Having made their decision, they prepared to unleash their most powerful Techniques the mont they reached the Demon Fiend horde.
With the seven of them working together, they could at least punch a hole through the massive swarm!
But as they all pushed forward, even White Bird was forced to transform, surging to the front of the group with increased speed.
Just then, a flash of light appeared up ahead. A figure shimring with five colors materialized, instantly capturing everyone's attention.
"Look! What's that?!"
"It's... Fellow Daoist He Tou! What is he trying to do?"
"Is he trying to break out of the encirclent by himself?!"
"Fellow Daoist He Tou has lost his mind! Going in alone is suicide! Why didn't he wait for us to attack together!"
"Maybe he wants to use this opportunity to commit suicide and let his consciousness return to his original body."
"Never mind him. With that many Demon Fiends, he'll never break through. He'll draw their attention, giving us a chance to slip away in another direction!"
Among the group, Broken Hand remained perfectly calm, imdiately analyzing the impact of Yang An's actions.
In his eyes, Yang An's move was a guaranteed failure, but it would buy them ti by drawing the Demon Fiends' attention.
"One person's sacrifice for the good of all. Fellow Daoist He Tou is truly righteous!"
It wasn't clear who shouted it, and the atmosphere grew a little strange, but no one had ti to dwell on it. Broken Hand was right.
They imdiately changed course, veering away from Yang An's path.
But just as they started heading in a different direction, they saw a blindingly brilliant stream of light appear to their front-left. It shot straight toward the horde, plunging into the mass of Demon Fiends in an instant.
Even though they didn't believe Yang An could break through the encirclent, they couldn't help but watch.
And then...
HUMMM!
In the night-shrouded world, a blindingly brilliant light suddenly erupted!
It was as if a new sun had been born on the plains, a sun that then instantly detonated, unleashing terrifying heat and a violent shockwave!
The light was impossible to look at directly. A searing pain shot through everyone's eyes, and for a mont, they were all struck blind.
Even from a thousand ters away, the spreading heatwave billowed their clothes and even singed their hair, causing it to curl.
But everyone could clearly sense the sheer terror of the light that had just erupted from within the Demon Fiend horde.
A tremor of shock ran through them. They had to stop, not daring to get any closer. Shielding their eyes, they waited for the light to fade.
Two breaths later, the light finally vanished, and the world was plunged back into darkness.
But when they opened their eyes and looked back at the wall of flesh ford by innurable Demon Fiends, they were all frozen in place.
Within that once-horrifying mass of fiends, countless Demon Fiends had been turned to ash under the light's radiance.
A massive gap, hundreds of ters wide, had been torn through the wall of flesh!
Many Demon Fiends, even those on the periphery of the blast, had been charred black and were now letting out horrific wails.
For a mont, not a single Demon Fiend dared approach the massive opening. A figure glowing with five-colored light flew through it, completely unimpeded.
"This..."
Everyone was dumbstruck, frozen where they stood. They seed to have forgotten the danger they were in, simply staring, speechless, at the brilliant figure receding into the distance.
Never mind the others; even White Bird and the two who had witnessed Yang An's power during the teleportation mishap were utterly astonished.
They knew Yang An was strong. He had mastered so many Light Magic Techniques that even they wouldn't dare approach him carelessly.
But they never imagined he was *this* strong!
There had been thousands upon thousands of those Demon Fiends, including a huge number of Primordial Feeding Realm and no shortage of Visceral Stone Realm fiends. So were even stronger than the cultivators themselves.
But when that blinding light erupted, it didn't matter if they were Primordial Feeding Realm or Visceral Stone Realm. All the Demon Fiends t the sa end: turned to ash so completely that not even Flesh and Blood Rebirth was possible.
Too terrifying!
"So many Light Magic Techniques... He's a madman! That guy has a death wish!"
"Why did the Workshop Master bring a madman like that into the group?"
If that terrifying power were to erupt, it wouldn't just be Demon Fiends who suffered. If any of them were close by, they'd et the sa fate.
The thought of being near a walking bomb who could detonate at any mont and vaporize everyone sent a chill down their spines. Cold sweat instantly beaded on their foreheads.
They even felt a faint sense of relief. Thank goodness Yang An had left them so far behind.
If they had been escaping alongside him and, not knowing any better, tried a joint breakout... the Demon Fiends would've been vaporized, and so would they. So breakout that would've been.
'No way!'
'After this mission is over, we have to tell the Workshop Master, no matter what. We can absolutely never be transported with this guy again!'
'Having a lunatic who could detonate at any mont nearby is just too terrifying.'
Their minds were made up.
GULP!
Broken Hand swallowed hard, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Fortunately, he was still calr than the others.
Seeing that Yang An had torn a huge gap right through the wall of flesh, he was the first to react, shouting:
"Quick! Change direction! Fellow Daoist He Tou has opened a path for us! Let's break through while we can!"
Fear was one thing, but survival was the top priority. Following in his wake was the only sensible choice.
The group imdiately changed course, heading for the gap Yang An had just blasted open.
Three breaths later, they all charged through the encirclent without obstruction, heading for the outer reaches of the Jueyun Sect. As they passed through the gap, not a single Demon Fiend dared to stand in their way.
anwhile, after breaking through the Demon Fiend encirclent, Yang An once again activated his Light and Shadow Escape Technique and vanished.
It seed all the Demon Fiends in the Jueyun Sect had been concentrated in that encirclent. He had already put a thousand ters behind him, and could no longer sense any demonic auras.
Seizing the opportunity, Yang An imdiately imrsed his consciousness in the Tree of Flesh and Blood and sent a ssage to the Workshop Master, requesting a transport back to his body.
He withdrew his consciousness and continued his escape, not stopping until a familiar sensation registered in his mind. The Workshop Master had replied.
Yang An imdiately entered the Tree of Flesh and Blood to check.
Workshop Master: "Hold on for the ti it takes half an incense stick to burn! Your location is being obscured by so power. I'll open the transport for your return as soon as I can!"
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