Luring the Enemy
"Take him down, I want him alive."
At Yan Yiwen's command, the three male cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage activated their flying swords and slashed at Song Wen.
At the same time, one of them activated a shield, blocking the four people in front of them.
Unexpectedly.
The Soul-Splitting Blade was merely a feint; it was still ten feet away from the four people when it suddenly made a sharp turn and darted into the dense forest below.
Song Wen was the same; his body suddenly plummeted towards the dense forest below.
Three flying swords followed, but they were all blocked by the Profound Yellow Pagoda.
The impact of the flying sword actually increased Song Wen's escape speed, and he disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.
"Chase!"
Yan Yiwen gritted her teeth.
She had been lying in ambush outside the Beast Taming Sect for two years, and she had finally waited for Song Wen to leave the Beast Taming Sect. How could she let Song Wen escape so easily?
The four quickly rushed into the dense forest below.
At this moment, Yan Yiwen was shocked to discover that a large amount of lightning was surging from the body of the 'Extreme Yin' in front of them, and its speed increased sharply, rapidly widening the distance between them.
"Lightning-based escape techniques! This Extreme Yin is actually a genius in Thunder Method."
As Yan Yiwen watched Song Wen's figure recede into the distance, a Yan Yiwen rage seemed to burn in her beautiful eyes.
She would never allow her mortal enemy, 'Extreme Yin,' to escape from her grasp.
"You guys go after him, don't worry about me," Yan Yiwen said angrily.
Of the four, her cultivation level was the lowest, and her escape technique was the slowest.
Being in the territory of the righteous sects, the three male cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage did not fully utilize their escape techniques in order to protect her and prevent her from being alone.
"Miss, are you safe?" a male cultivator asked worriedly.
"Don't worry about me. What you need to do is capture Extreme Yin alive," Yan Yiwen said.
"Yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three male cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage suddenly darted out.
Yan Yiwen was wearing a pair of light blue boots.
The boots emitted bursts of blue light, Yan Yiwen's speed suddenly increased significantly, barely keeping up with the people in front of her, but not falling too far behind.
Song Wen, who was fleeing ahead, kept an eye on the positions of the four people behind him and controlled his speed so that they wouldn't be able to catch up.
During the chase, the two sides quickly covered a distance of over a thousand miles and arrived at a place lacking Spiritual Qi.
Suddenly.
A canyon lay before Song Wen.
Song Wen jumped off the cliff and fell into the depths of the canyon.
The canyon is deep and narrow, and at its deepest point, there is a rushing torrent.
Song Wen arrived above the river, stopped his escape light, and stood in mid-air on his sword.
This place is nearly two thousand miles away from the Beast Taming Sect.
The surrounding area is devoid of Spiritual Qi and sparsely populated, making it an ideal place for murder.
The three male cultivators following closely behind Song Wen did not hesitate when they saw Song Wen suddenly stop his escape. They immediately activated their flying swords and charged towards Song Wen.
Under the combined attack of the three, Song Wen was overwhelmed and looked quite disheveled. If it weren't for the Profound Yellow Pagoda protecting him, he would have died long ago under their sword light.
Even after Yan Yiwen arrived, the three of them still couldn't subdue Song Wen.
Yan Yiwen saw that Song Wen Wenzheng was being attacked by three subordinates, and his condition was deteriorating, showing no signs of lasting much longer.
A bloodthirsty smile crept into her fierce expression.
"Extreme Yin, you're quite the escape artist. Let's see where you can run to."
Like Yan Yiwen, Song Wen also had a smile on his face.
"Finally everyone's here. It wasn't for nothing that I waited so long for you."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yiwen's expression changed drastically. "What do you mean by that?"
Before she could finish speaking, Song Wen growled.
"Great Cavern Divine Thunder, Strike!"
High in the sky, the wind and rain suddenly changed, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a person's waist broke through the dark clouds, traversed the sky, and fell towards a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage.
After Song Wen advanced to the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage, the power of his Thunder Method significantly increased.
The blinding lightning illuminated the canyon, which was usually shrouded in darkness.
Like a world-destroying thunderbolt, it carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.
The male cultivator, locked onto by the lightning, felt the terrifying pressure of the lightning and his expression became extremely solemn. He hurriedly urged his flying sword to slash at the lightning.
He didn't forget to loudly call out to his fellow disciples.
"Help me."
Before he finished speaking, two flying swords soared into the sky.
The three flying swords were in the shape of 'pin', facing the falling lightning.
"Boom!"
Thunder swords clashed!
Lightning flashed down like a silver waterfall, cascading across the sky.
The sword light, like a dragon carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, surged forward bravely.
Before the Great Cavern Divine Thunder and the Three Flying Swords could determine the outcome.
Song Wen then conjured three more ten-foot-long thunder spears and shot them toward the three men.
At the same time, a cold light flashed, Soul-Splitting Blade flew out, slashing towards Yan Yiwen behind him.
The three male cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage each used their own methods to withstand the Great Cavern Divine Thunder and the Lightning Spear.
Yan Yiwen, however, didn't have it so easy.
She first summoned a shield and held it in front of her.
Unexpectedly, the shield was knocked away by the tiny Soul-Splitting Blade.
Just as the Soul-Splitting Blade was about to pierce her slender body, a white, semi-transparent light suddenly appeared around her.
The Soul-Splitting Blade pierced the light barrier, sending Yan Yiwen and the barrier flying together, but it failed to break through the barrier.
"Bang!"
Yan Yiwen crashed violently into the cliff face.
The violent impact caused her Blood Qi to surge.
However, before she could catch her breath, the Soul-Splitting Blade struck again.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The Soul-Splitting Blade continuously slashed at the white light barrier.
However, it was impossible to penetrate the light barrier even slightly.
Yan Yiwen was inside the light shield, like a giant white egg, being kicked around in the air, making her dizzy.
"Save the young lady!" a male cultivator shouted, his voice filled with anxiety.
Just as they were preparing to go to Yan Yiwen's rescue, Song Wen's voice pierced through the noise of the battle and clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Great Cavern Divine Thunder, strike again!"
In an instant, a bolt of lightning as thick as a person's waist descended from the sky once again.
"You two do your best to hold this man off, I'm going to rescue the young lady," one of them said decisively.
This person had a flat, bulbous nose and was quite ugly.
He swiftly flew towards Yan Yiwen, simultaneously activating his flying sword to slash at the Soul-Splitting Blade that was relentlessly attacking the white light barrier.
With the combined efforts of two Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivators, they barely managed to withstand the torrential Thunder Method attack, buying a moment for the bulbous-nosed cultivator to rescue Yan Yiwen.
However, both of them paid a considerable price.
Song Wen's thunder magic was continuous and unending.
The world around them had transformed into a world of lightning.
The shattered lightning spell transformed into tiny bolts of electricity that drifted in all directions.
They were already surrounded by layers of stray electric light.
These free-floating electric sparks can only last for a few breaths before dissipating automatically.
However, Song Wen's speed in unleashing his Thunder Method was simply too fast.
Thunder Method rained down relentlessly.
The two were simply struggling to cope.