A flash of blood-red arrived, and the Yin-Refining Mirror appeared beneath Liu Feng's feet half a beat later.
The faces of the two palace masters at the bow were covered in frost. She Ying's incarnation had no interest in saying another word to the master from her previous life before her; she only wanted to kill him as swiftly as possible.
Unfortunately, at this level, with Liu Feng protected by the Dao artifact Yin-Refining Mirror, he could not be killed by just a few Dao-transformation arts.
With the opportunities of both his past and present lives upon him, killing the current Liu Feng would be no easier than killing someone at the sect master level. It required prior planning and arrangements, unless one possessed absolutely crushing strength.
The Ice Phoenix Treasure Ship rammed straight ahead. Though they knew he would be difficult to kill, Maiden Emperor Palace still intended to strike.
The restriction treasure light at the ship's bow blazed brightly, colliding with the blood-red moonlight of the Yin-Refining Mirror. The seemingly intangible radiance let out a muffled thunderous boom as the Dao-transformation arts of two Dao artifacts clashed.
Maiden Emperor Palace's treasure ship was a notch weaker. With the two palace masters personally making their move, Liu Feng had already gained the chance to withdraw.
Behind him, Xing Ziping, Luo Shenghun, Master Yangshan, and the others had all escaped their brush with death and arrived together.
"We're leaving." Liu Feng recalled the Dao puppet Huyan Huan and led the group flying toward Divine Yin above.
Luo Shenghun swept his gaze across the final two thousand zhang of mudflow. There was still quite a bit of blood mud within, and he said regretfully, "Wait another two breaths, and we could take it all. A mere two breaths—they could do nothing