Pursuit, the Flood Dragon Palace and the Evil King Pavilion Have Joined Forces?!

The night was clear and the stars were few.

The bright moonlight cast a cold, frosty sheen over the land.

Five hundred miles outside Crimson Rock City lay a desolate area.

The cold wind whipped up the remaining snow, letting out a mournful howl, like lonely ghosts murmuring.

Suddenly, a earthy yellow light flashed, accompanied by violent fluctuations in the earth's energy. A graceful figure tumbled to the ground in a sorry state.

"Pfft..."

Mei Yuening grunted, her charming face now incredibly disheveled. Blood gushed from her severed arm, staining half her clothes, a gruesome sight.

But she ignored the searing pain in her right arm and had no time to use her cultivation to stop the bleeding. She quickly pulled out a Thousand Mile Divine Movement Talisman from her embrace and activated it again.

The next moment, her figure vanished once more, leaving behind only a pool of bright red blood, which looked particularly glaring under the moonlight.

Wilderness, mountains, rivers...

Mei Yuening's figure flickered continuously, each appearance accompanied by faint earth energy, as if engaged in a life-or-death race.

Finally, after using the Thousand Mile Divine Movement Talisman for the fifth time, she arrived in a deep mountain forest, miles away.

Ancient trees towered all around, their branches and leaves intertwined, allowing dappled moonlight to filter through the gaps.

Mei Yuening leaned against a massive rock and slowly slid to the ground. Her face was as pale as paper, clearly at her limit.

The Thousand Mile Divine Movement Talisman could utilize the earth's energy to travel a thousand miles in an instant, making it a divine artifact for escape.

But such an incredibly precious talisman was not easily activated.

Not only was it difficult to control, but each use felt like traversing the earth's veins, placing an immense burden on the user's body and divine sense.

Mei Yuening, severely injured with a severed arm, had been forced to activate the Thousand Mile Divine Movement Talisman repeatedly.

Even with her profound cultivation and half-demon physique, she felt her vision darken, nearly falling into shock on the spot.

"Tch, what rotten luck!"

Mei Yuening spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and used her cultivation to stop the bleeding from her severed arm. A trace of venom flashed in her scarlet demon eyes:

"I never expected that 'Gu Cheng' was actually a Flood Dragon in disguise!

With such terrifying strength, he must be a 'Demon Lord' in the Spirit Sea Realm! I wonder which of Old Flood Dragon King's children he is..."

She took a deep breath, and various pieces of information about the Flood Dragon Palace surfaced in her mind.

As far as she knew, the Flood Dragon Palace had a Demon Lord in the Spirit Sea Realm who was also skilled in disguise and transformation.

Could it be that he intercepted Gu Cheng midway, swapped him out secretly, and pulled off a grand deception?

But why would the Flood Dragon Palace go to such great lengths? What was their scheme?

Just as these thoughts flashed through her mind like a carousel, a piercing pain shot from her severed arm again.

Mei Yuening gritted her teeth, her expression growing more ferocious, her eyes burning with fierce anger:

"Whatever your purpose! Though your Flood Dragon Palace is strong, my Hundred Saints Valley is not afraid of you!

When Cousin Yin Lie arrives, I'll make that damned mud-fish pay for this blood debt!"

Mei Yuening looked down at her severed arm and took out a spiritual fruit glowing with a faint green light from her embrace.

The spiritual fruit emitted a faint, sweet fragrance, as if it could soothe all pain, calming her mind slightly.

Just as Mei Yuening opened her mouth to swallow the spiritual fruit to heal her wounds.

Suddenly, a deep, cold voice came from the giant rock behind her.

"Oh? Life Fruit? You actually have such a good thing on you? And who is this 'Cousin Yin Lie' you mentioned?"

"????"

Mei Yuening stiffened, the spiritual fruit in her hand almost slipping. She quickly turned to look.

She saw a handsome young man in black robes standing on the giant rock, gazing at her leisurely.

The moonlight fell upon him, as if draping him in a silver veil. Coupled with his already handsome features, he appeared even more extraordinary.

If it were any other time, Mei Yuening might have felt a flutter in her heart. But now, she felt more terrified than if she had seen Yama himself!

"How... how is this possible? You actually caught up so quickly?"

Mei Yuening's pupils contracted sharply, her cat tail bristled, and her heart churned like stormy waves. Her mind was in chaos.

"Did you also use a Thousand Mile Divine Movement Talisman? But how could you, a demon, activate a human talisman?"

"Alas, you shouldn't answer questions with questions..."

Gu Cheng didn't say much, merely raising his hand slightly. An invisible pressure, like mountains and seas, poured out, instantly enveloping Mei Yuening.

The aura was as heavy as a thousand-pound boulder, making it difficult for her to breathe, as if all the surrounding air had been sucked away.

Mei Yuening felt her breath catch, her chest as if clutched tightly by an invisible hand. Despair surged from the depths of her heart like a tide.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, swallowed a pill, and simultaneously activated the pendant around her neck.

In an instant, the pendant flashed with a dazzling light.

The cat-eared older sister's figure suddenly vanished in the black smoke, transforming into nine illusory clones that darted away in all directions like phantoms.

As Mei Yuening possessed the bloodline of the Phantom Spirit Cat, she was naturally adept at speed and disguise.

Under the moonlight, her speed was as swift as a phantom. If she could use these clones to stall for time, she might just escape!

However, just as she was fleeing with all her might…

Swish—

Several pitch-black chains, entwined with countless vengeful souls, suddenly shot out from the void, coiling around all the fleeing figures like venomous snakes.

With a sharp tug, the chains shattered the nine clones like bubbles, dissipating them into the night wind. Only Mei Yuening's true body remained, firmly bound.

"Got you!"

Su Jiuer hovered in the night sky, her delicate hand waving as she controlled the Wuchang Ghost Lock, tying Mei Yuening up securely and bringing her before Gu Cheng.

She bowed slightly, her voice clear and respectful:

"Master, I have not failed you."

"Mm, well done," Gu Cheng nodded in approval. While the Wuchang Ghost Lock lacked killing power, it was top-notch for control and capture.

His gaze fell upon Mei Yuening, a hint of amusement and scrutiny in his eyes.

Mei Yuening stared intently at Su Jiuer in the black robe, then glanced down at the pitch-black chains wrapped around her. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"Wuchang Ghost Lock?! You… you're the Ninth Destiny of the Evil King Pavilion?

How is that possible! Is the Evil King Pavilion joining forces with the Flood Dragon Palace?!"

The immense fear even overshadowed the searing pain of her severed arm. Mei Yuening was completely stunned by the bizarre combination before her, her mind in utter chaos.

Gu Cheng paid no mind to what the cat-eared older sister was thinking. He directly ordered Su Jiuer:

"Jiuer, she's in your hands. Get all the information she knows out of her. Be careful, don't kill her."

"Yes, Master!"

Su Jiuer immediately accepted the order. She looked at Mei Yuening, a cold glint flashing across her alluring and cold face.

Finally, she had a chance to use the many "Punishment" skills she'd learned from the Seventh Elder.

Before long, the depths of the forest were filled with a series of piercing screams that echoed for a long time, adding a touch of grimness and terror to the otherwise tranquil moonlit night.