Fu Hua Caught in the Crossfire

Upon hearing this, Jingwei was immediately surprised. Who else would be ambushing them here? Could it be Qian Renxue?

"Is it the Spirit Hall?" Jingwei asked truthfully.

Fu Hua shook her head. The Spirit Hall was no longer a threat. These guys were definitely not their people. Besides, if they wanted to ambush them again, they would need to have the same or even greater strength as her.

These guys must have some special means, just like them, to keep moving through this passage.

However, they could only travel through the passage, while the other party was a being of a higher level, capable of traversing countless worlds.

Regardless of the type of existence, it was not a good thing for them. That kind of chilling killing intent was definitely not something a kind person could possess. However, Fu Hua wondered why the other party was so sure that they were in this passage.

It's important to understand that each line in these seven-colored rays belongs to a world, and countless worlds intertwine and crisscross. Determining the location of one or two people is by no means so easy.

This situation occurred only a quarter of an hour after Fu Hua and her group entered the passage; it's absolutely impossible that it wasn't an ambush planned beforehand.

"No matter what happens later, we need to get out of here as soon as possible," Fu Hua whispered.

Jingwei's face was stunned, her eyes darkened.

As expected, she was still too weak.

Jingwei did not answer Fu Hua's question, but stood silently behind Fu Hua, her body completely hidden behind Fu Hua.

The surrounding space remained eerily silent. As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on. Normally, the silence of the space had never Fu Hua feel anything strange, but only at this moment.

The silence was eerie, the chilling aura biting to the bone, as if someone were poking her in the back.

The space was silent, as if nothing strange existed. The other party did not move, and neither did Fu Hua.

Use stillness to control movement, and remain unchanged to respond to all changes.

Time passed slowly, and just as Fu Hua and her companion were about to reach the destination, ripples began to appear in the seven-colored space. First, there was a small ripple, and then a large one appeared. Just as Fu Hua and her companion were about to pass completely through the teleportation array, a ripple enveloped the surroundings.

It blocked their destination and trapped them completely in the passage. The surrounding seven-colored light continued, as if it were transporting them to an unknown place.

The two were forced to change their destination. Fu Hua was also helpless because she did not understand the structure of the teleportation array and could not affect it. She could only go there passively.

Fu Hua had also considered breaking this constraint, but whenever she gathered her energy and focused her power, a gaze would always fall from the shadows, staring intently at her, making her dare not make any rash moves.

A single move can have far-reaching consequences, Fu Hua was instantly put on the defensive.

In the passage, one loses track of time and cannot discern directions. As a result, Fu Hua lost track of how much time had passed. The colorful space around her completely shattered her sense of time.

"Lady Crimson Kite, it seems like a very long time has passed between us."

Even Jingwei sensed something. Even if she didn't know who the silk was ambushing, after such a long time, they should have reached Douluo Continent. The only explanation for why they weren't standing on the Douluo Continent was that they had been transferred.

Even if it's a transfer, the other party is definitely prepared. If they continue to follow the other party's intentions, they will definitely fall into the other party's trap completely, and it will be difficult to make any moves then.

Fu Hua was aware of this, but she couldn't move carelessly. If she did, the other party would strike and suppress her with overwhelming force.

Fu Hua's lips remained tightly pressed together, close to Jingwei's. Though her lips did not move, her voice resonated directly in Jingwei's mind.

"There are at least five of them, one of whom is as strong as me. When I go all out, they will definitely make their move. Once the barriers around us are lifted, charge forward with all your might. No matter what lies ahead, don't hesitate, just charge in."

Fu Hua finished speaking, Jingwei's expression changed repeatedly; she wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon. No matter where you are, as long as our bond remains unbroken, we will meet again."

The words of comfort had little effect; Jingwei's expression grew even more somber, though this wasn't fully revealed because Fu Hua was hiding behind her.

Not long after Fu Hua finished speaking, the Source Power began to accumulate in her body, slowly and calmly, one small cycle, one large cycle, little by little, drop by drop.

Her body remained as alert as at the beginning, with no excess power leaking out. Fu Hua's mastery of her own power had reached the level of Grandmaster, allowing her to control it at will.

Without causing any fluctuations in the surrounding energy, Fu Hua secretly accumulates power within her body, and her fist techniques emphasize instantaneous explosive power and hidden strength.

Once her power has accumulated to a certain level, she can unleash it instantly through her fists and palms, Fu Hua is confident that she can break through the surrounding constraints in an instant.

However, at the same time as breaking through, the opponent who is of equal strength to her will definitely make the first move, either suppressing her or directly attacking Jingwei. There is a 50% probability of either of these situations.

Fu Hua couldn't predict which move her opponent would make first, which is why she had reservations.

After the nine minor cycles, there are nine major cycles, totaling eighty-one cycles. The power within Fu Hua's body has reached its peak, and his hidden strength has been accumulating.

She tucked her fists to her sides, her feet planted casually, her expression serious yet devoid of any extraneous emotion. Her eyes continued to scan her surroundings, this time not in her own world, but searching for the easiest opening to exploit.

Fu Hua sensed the presence of five people hidden around her, and it was possible that there were even spies among them. These five people's auras were arranged in a pentagram formation, trapping them within it.

Although each part of the pentagram formation has its own function, they are interconnected. If one side is in trouble, the other four will come to its aid. If one side is destroyed, the other four will be attacked.

The pentagram position changes constantly, making it impossible to find its weakness immediately and defeat it.

Perhaps it was because they saw how well they behaved inside, and the pentagram formation that imprisoned them hadn't changed at all, or perhaps it was because of their own confidence that they didn't think Fu Hua and the other woman could escape.

Therefore, the pentagram array used for confinement has not actually been activated, making it very easy to break through.

Three minutes had passed since they were teleported away from the Douluo Continent. These three minutes were used not only to observe the situation of the pentagram array, but also to observe the surrounding space.

In Fu Hua's eyes, the world lines around her no longer had that ancient, desolate world. As long as Jingwei could safely pass through these worlds, Fu Hua felt much more at ease.

The power within her body subtly solidified, her feet remaining in a seemingly casual stance, yet in an instant, she could defend against attacks from all directions, retracting her fists to her waist.

Their positions shifted Jingwei.

Gathering momentum, unleashing a thunderous strike.

The fist strikes, momentum surges, and hidden power explodes.

The punch was thrown from behind Jingwei, where there happened to be a formation.

The fist strike was like a dragon, exploding with a thunderous roar, its hidden power surging wildly.

A sharp cracking sound was heard, like a firecracker exploding silently; bones shattered and blood gushed out.

It scattered from the seven-colored space and disappeared in an instant.

A figure flew out from the shadows, its body limp and clearly about to collapse. Using the force of its punch, it flew backward and was instantly swallowed up by countless world lines.

Pentagram formation, broken

"Walk"

Fu Hua let out a low shout, turned around instantly again, and threw a second punch towards the other positions.

Jingwei hesitated for a moment, but her body moved faster than her mind. Without stopping, she unleashed all her strength and charged forward.

Within this seven-colored space, there is no direction to speak of, and Jingwei doesn't need to discern any direction; she just needs to be in the opposite direction to those who are lying in ambush.

After Jingwei rushed out, the other four reacted one after another. The pentagram formation was broken, but that did not mean they would be inactive. The four of them attacked one after another. Although their momentum was not as great as Fu Hua's fist, they still attacked with an unparalleled force.

Fu Hua's second punch collided with the four men's attack, creating a deafening explosion in the solid passage. The terrifying shockwave caused the four men to pause and take three steps back.

As they stopped, Fu Hua was already in front of one of them, and her third punch landed.

With the momentum of the first and second punches

Another punch, piercing through the chest.

Fu Hua's eyes flashed with surprise. These people's bodies were weaker than she had imagined; otherwise, they would never have been punched through the chest.

However, the surprise only flashed across her eyes for a moment. Fu Hua steadied herself, took a step forward, and simultaneously used the Dust-Wiping Steps and Flash Step.

Another punch

Carrying the force of a raging wave, it struck directly at one person.

When the second person died, the other three were already filled with horror. At this moment, the third person was still stiff and unable to react when faced with this punch.

One punch, and another person was taken away.

From the Fu Hua threw her punch until now, only three seconds had passed, yet three people had been killed. This made the remaining two look grim, and at the same time, they were horrified. Uncontrollably, the two of them took a step back at the same time, out of fear.

Three seconds is a very short time, but it is fleeting in the exchange between masters. Fu Hua had to give up her attempt to kill another person because that person made a move.

Just as Fu Hua unleashed her fourth punch, a man suddenly appeared in front of the two men, extending his hand as a palm strike.

With the power of a single palm strike, it pierced through the raging force of Fu Hua's four combined punches, its momentum undiminished, and charged straight towards Fu Hua.

Helpless, Fu Hua paused, and the Vermilion Bird Treading Clouds.

Like the celestial beast Vermilion Bird leaping through the clouds, it actually stood on the void, leaping up to dodge the attack.

Three seconds is enough time for Jingwei to unleash her full power and rush a distance.

The aftershocks of the battle within the passage had already caused those world lines to tremble, showing signs of instability and threatening to exclude the four of them.

Space-Time Storm was directly generated within the spacetime tunnel.

Carrying countless fragments of space, it slashed sharply towards the four people, but the man who appeared later reached out and gently stroked it, directly smoothing out the violent tremors of the space around them.

But the Space-Time Storm continues to rage, and as time goes by, it will grow stronger and stronger. At that time, even Fu Hua will have to avoid its sharp edge.

This is not just a storm; it also carries terrifying spatial cutting, which those who are not proficient in the laws of space cannot defend against.

"You guys go ahead! I don't want any accidents to happen."

The man glanced at the other two, speaking in a condescending tone. The two men, however, showed no resentment. They bowed their heads in agreement and then passed Fu Hua to chase after Jingwei.

The Space-Time Storm was roaring, but the place where the man and Fu Hua were located was unusually quiet. Fu Hua was deep in thought, as if she was thinking about the other party's identity, or whether she had offended him.

Unfortunately, she had no memory of the other person.

Helpless, Fu Hua spoke up.

"Why did you, or all of you, ambush me?"

Upon hearing this, the man's lips curled into a slight smile, tinged with sarcasm and contempt.

"Ha! It seems that even the Illusion God Goddesses aren't as indestructible as steel."

Fu Hua frowned

A new word uttered by the man

—Phantom Illusion God

If she is called a god, then she exists on the Douluo Continent. However, she has never had any relationship with any god, so how could she be related to this Illusion God?

Judging from the man's tone, he was convinced that he was someone connected to the Illusion God, and that they were the Illusion God's enemies.

"While I'd rather see your open-eyed, dying expression, it seems more interesting to let you know the truth."

The man started talking to himself again, his expression shifting between amusement and wickedness, a truly multifaceted display.

"God Tomb, remember this well! It is about to bury your existence."

PS: Oh yeah! Fu Hua's enemy has finally appeared. Her enemy has never been in the Douluo Continent before. Surprised? Unexpected!