In less than a breath, a gaping hole more than three ters high appeared before him. Wang Yu burst into wild laughter and activated Thousand Mile Divine Travel, dashing away at full speed.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
Inside the city, the alarm bells rang through the skies. Nearby patrolling cultivators imdiately noticed the disturbance and were instantly enraged.
Soone pointed at his vanishing figure and shouted.
“Chase! I will inform Lord Song. We must not let that man escape.”
“Yes!”
A battle of pursuit and escape began in an instant.
Several hours later.
Withered Leaf Marsh.
This infamous danger zone nearby had treacherous terrain and countless poisonous mists. Deep within the unknown depths of the swamp lurked many demonic beasts.
Most notorious among them were the Crocodile Dragon and the Blackwater Python. These two kinds of demonic beasts could be found anywhere in the swamp, as common as weeds.
At this mont.
Within a certain mud pit, two eyes suddenly surfaced, rolling about, locking on to the sound of chaotic footsteps nearby.
A squad of armored soldiers holding long sabers spread out through the area. Their silver helts glead coldly. Their cultivation was generally in the early stage of Qi Refining, but they seed to have cultivated so Body-refining thod, making their strength greater than their realm suggested.
The squad leaders searching in each direction carried auras no weaker than late-stage Qi Refining. Yet the most noteworthy was the gray-robed elder in their midst.
Foundation Establishnt, second layer.
“I saw that brat run this way. He must be nearby. Lord Song… you—”
The gray-robed elder waved his hand and smiled strangely. “Leave this to . That boy is only at late-stage Qi Refining. He cannot run far.”
“The rest of you, during your search, do not stray more than three hundred zhang from here. I will use a Divine Sense secret art to protect you.”
“Yes!”
“As you command!”
Divine Sense secret art?
Under the mud, Wang Yu’s eyes lit up. This was an exceedingly rare secret art, no less valuable than any second-rank spell.
With the elder only at the second level of Foundation Establishnt, he might not be unbeatable. Wang Yu had to strike hard, strike fierce, and strike fear into these pursuers, so he could have a chance to escape deeper into the swamp.
Even Chang Xi would not be able to track him down further. Once he achieved this, he would be free.
With that thought, Wang Yu sank deeper into the mud, moving underwater toward the shore. He pushed the Night Concealnt and Invisibility Technique to their limits.
Half an incense stick later, Wang Yu’s body suddenly trembled and he froze in place. He felt as if a pair of unseen hands had brushed over him.
A searching Divine Sense secret art? They dare to play at this level!
On the shore.
The gray-robed elder frowned at the nearby mud pit. This place was still close to the edge of Withered Leaf Marsh, within the outer periter. He was familiar with the terrain and knew that demonic beasts might lurk beneath such mud pits.
“A Crocodile Dragon? Doesn’t quite feel like it.”
Puzzled, he summoned his prized magic tool. It was a square lantern hung from a brown-red wooden pole. The lantern itself was crystalline like colored glass, with a faint gray fla flickering inside.
As the light passed through the glass walls, it refracted into multicolored beams.
Second-rank high-grade magic tool: Glazed Soul Lantern.
With this tool, his Divine Sense would be greatly enhanced. By channeling it into the Secret Art of Searching Mountains and Seeking Demons, he could quickly pinpoint any unusual presence nearby.
“Hm?”
“Splash—”
Suddenly, mud erupted in all directions. A figure leapt out of the pit. Shockingly, he had been so close, yet the elder had not detected him.
A dragon’s low roar echoed. A demonic serpent-dragon ford of condensed spiritual power coiled around Wang Yu’s arm. With a thunderous punch, the serpent-dragon shot forth, tearing the air with explosive force.
Such terrifying strength. Such a powerful punch.
Body-refining… in Foundation Establishnt?!
The gray-robed elder was horrified and imdiately flew backward. Unexpectedly, the released serpent-dragon curved midair and continued its assault toward him.
"What a brilliant thod of control."
This was the path of a Body Cultivator at Foundation Establishnt. Although it lacked the miraculous ability to soar into the skies for the ti being, it still possessed many unbelievable aspects.
For example, when qi and blood combined with spiritual power, they were not stored within the dantian’s Spiritual Sea but instead spread throughout the limbs and bones. Depending on the cultivation thod, different cores would form.
For Wang Yu, his core was naturally the Spine of the Nether Demonic Flood Dragon.
Its existence was equivalent to the true essence power of a Foundation Establishnt cultivator, and in quality it far surpassed the spiritual power of a Qi Refining cultivator. A Body Cultivator would not undergo a qualitative transformation until the third rank.
Not far away, Wang Yu, standing atop the Blue Butterfly Sword, swiftly gave chase.
"To still be pondering your enemy’s control thods in a life-and-death struggle, it seems you really do not wish to live."
"Arrogant."
The gray-robed elder glanced at Wang Yu. Seeing the demonic flood dragon pursuing, he quickly descended. The ground rippled like water, and a circular stone bulwark rose up, shielding him within.
The manifested Nether Demonic Flood Dragon slamd its head against it.
Boom.
The deafening crash shattered the rock bulwark completely. At the sa ti, the nearby Silver-Held Warriors who were searching in the vicinity heard the commotion and rushed toward this location.
Wang Yu gave a cold snort.
"Just for a few spirit stones, you are already gambling with your life."
"Boy, you had better mind yourself."
Glazed light erupted. The gray-robed elder, looking rather disheveled, threw the Glazed Soul Lamp in his hand upward. A stream of gray fla spurted from the lamp’s base.
The temperature was similar to ordinary fire, but Wang Yu keenly sensed the power within. This was a fla designed specifically to target divine sense.
This man’s thods were not weak.
With a shiver of his body, Wang Yu perford the Illusory Step. Ten duplicates of him scattered in all directions. His hand seals shifted, and the surrounding temperature began to drop. The moisture on the ground gradually froze.
The elder sneered disdainfully.
"Such trifling illusions, yet you think to confuse my divine sense? Dream on."
The gray fla serpent imdiately turned and pursued Wang Yu’s true body.
This caused his heart to sink.
At the Foundation Establishnt level of combat, part of his perfected techniques lost their effectiveness, especially against opponents with extraordinary divine sense attainnts. His strength would be insufficient.
He had to close in and fight at close quarters.
The next instant.
The Ice Coffin Curse was released. An oversized ice coffin sealed the two of them inside completely. Shrinking the battlefield was one of his goals. A glimr of the Taiyin Nether Eyes flashed in his gaze.
That pursuing gray fla was indeed problematic.
Nine phantoms, each capable of withstanding a full-strength strike from a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, threw themselves forward, using their bodies to block the continuously surging gray fla.
anwhile, Wang Yu himself raised a sword-finger to his lips.
He used the Fla Spitting Technique to exhale a large mass of cold fla. These flas did not scatter outward but instead revolved continuously around him.
This was the control of a perfected technique.
The gray-robed elder’s heart sank. He felt that sothing was wrong and quickly pointed a finger toward Wang Yu from afar.
Secret Divine Sense Technique, Soul-Shattering Finger.
At the sa ti, Wang Yu suddenly kicked out. The Nether Demonic Flood Dragon manifested once more, but this ti it was wrapped in a thick layer of cold flas.
Its speed abruptly increased by thirty percent.
It brushed past the incoming Soul-Shattering Finger and violently slamd into the gray-robed elder. The elder was sent flying backward, embedding into the thick ice wall, his scream shrill and miserable.
Cold flas also ignited on his body, instantly freezing him solid.
anwhile, Wang Yu...
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