False History, Immortal Pivot.
"Ahhh~~! !"
Across the vast heavens, Lu Yang's screams rose and fell, twisting in pitch, thick with shock and fury as he fled at high speed toward Jiangxi.
Behind him, of the [Metal Phase], [Wood Phase], and [Earth Phase] controlled by the Heavenly Duke, aside from the few Fruit Positions under Lu Yang's command, all fourteen Fruit Positions had linked into a line. Like arrows loosed from the bowstring, they pursued relentlessly, seemingly able to cut Lu Yang off the next instant.
"Boom!"
With a thunderous crash, the hunted Lu Yang immediately cast off a profundity. Of the twelve water-and-fire Fruit Positions under his control, one Fruit Position completely dimmed.
Yet he had also torn open a path to survival.
"Heavenly Duke, you cannot kill me!"
Furious thunder rolled through the air, fierce on the outside but weak within, frantic and enraged. "You have won unfairly this time. One day, I will make you repay it a hundredfold!"
Before his words had faded, another tremendous crash rang out.
Lu Yang's aura weakened again. At the same time, another Fruit Position at his side went completely dark, yet it once more carved out a gap for his escape.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Lu Yang roared as though making a final, desperate struggle.
Miao Le, concealed in the shadows, was growing unable to hold back. In his eyes, Lu Yang now seemed ready to topple with a single push. All that was missing was for him to enter the battle.
Finally, as the Fruit Positions around Lu Yang dimmed one after another while the escaping radiance of his avatar drew ever closer to Jiangxi, about to plunge completely inside, Pan Huang even rose into the sky to block the Heavenly Duke for him. Miao Le, who had intended to wait and