The First Death Calamity Arrives

Lin Yuan's eyelid twitched lightly when he heard those words.

Deep within his Innate Spiritual Perception.

That sense of danger had not vanished because West Qi had withdrawn its troops.

Instead, it grew clearer and clearer.

He looked at the few figures in the distance retreating a little too decisively.

His brows gradually furrowed.

They had retreated too smoothly.

As though they were deliberately inviting pursuit.

Meanwhile, Wang Mo in midair had already raised his magic treasure.

"Trying to run?"

"How could it be that easy!"

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Lin Yuan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Wang Mo, who had been about to ride the clouds in pursuit, paused.

"What is it?"

Lin Yuan had already swiftly arrived beside the four of them.

"Don't chase them."

Gao Yougan glanced back at the West Qi qi refiners who were retreating.

"Junior Brother."

"These people have already lost."

"If we catch up now, we can crush their fighting spirit with another wave of slaughter."

Lin Yuan shook his head.

"They lost too quickly."

"And their retreat was very orderly."

"Those last few people clearly still had the strength to fight, yet they retreated almost at the same time."

Yang Sen's expression shifted.

"You suspect they are luring us in?"

"Yes."

Lin Yuan nodded.

"At the very least, it is possible."

Wang Mo frowned.

"So what if there is an ambush?"

"The four of us are together. Could they swallow us all?"

There was indeed nothing wrong with that.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island were now fighting together.

Ordinary immortals would not dare come anywhere near them.

Yet that was precisely the problem.

Lin Yuan only remembered the four men's predetermined paths to death in broad strokes, but one point was crystal clear.

They had later been defeated one by one.

The four of them were strong when they stayed together.

Once the battlefield split them apart.

The danger would immediately skyrocket.

"Senior Brothers."

Lin Yuan said seriously.

"From today onward, we can pursue."

"But no matter what happens, none of you four should chase alone."

Wang Mo was somewhat puzzled.

"Why?"

"I cannot explain it."

Lin Yuan simply brought out the most convenient reason.

"Spiritual perception."

"Ever since entering the battlefield, I have constantly sensed calamity aura around you four Senior Brothers."

"Especially just now, when West Qi withdrew and Senior Brother Wang was about to give chase—the sense of danger was strongest at that instant."

Upon hearing this.

The four men's expressions finally became much more serious.

They all knew that when Lin Yuan had saved Biyun, it had been because of some special warning sign.

Shiji's later ability to avoid a fatal direct confrontation with Taiyi had likewise been connected to Lin Yuan's judgment.

This boy's spiritual perception.

So far, it truly had never been wrong.

Li Xingba stroked his chin.

"So we do not chase?"

Lin Yuan looked back into the distance.

"We chase."

"But all four of you go together."

Wang Mo immediately grinned.

"Now that sounds more like it."

"I thought you were going to make us stand here and watch them run away."

The four once again rode the clouds forward.

This time, they clearly closed their formation.

Wang Mo also casually brought Lin Yuan along.

His escape speed was still his weak point.

If he truly chased on his own.

By the time he arrived, his Senior Brothers might already have finished a second round of fighting.

The West Qi qi refiners ahead saw Wang Mo and the others pursuing them and accelerated even more.

One side pursued, the other fled.

Before long, they had moved far away from the main battlefield of the two armies.

The surrounding terrain gradually became more complicated.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy also began to turn chaotic.

Lin Yuan's brows knit tighter and tighter.

Something was wrong.

There was definitely a problem.

At that moment.

The fleeing people ahead suddenly split in two directions.

One of the qi refiners, the one with the heaviest injuries, deliberately slowed down.

A sharp glint flashed through Wang Mo's eyes.

"I'll take that one!"

As he spoke, he prepared to accelerate.

Lin Yuan grabbed his daoist robe.

"Senior Brother!"

"What now?"

Wang Mo was somewhat helpless.

This Junior Brother was good in every way.

But ever since coming to the battlefield, he had been like an old mother.

Terrified that the four of them might get separated.

"Don't split up."

Lin Yuan pointed at the enemy deliberately falling behind ahead.

"Hit him."

"Everyone goes together."

Wang Mo: "..."

Gao Yougan could not help laughing.

"The four of us are chasing one person?"

"Do we even want our faces anymore?"

Lin Yuan looked utterly calm.

"Life or face, Senior Brother—which do you choose?"

Gao Yougan paused.

"Life."

"Then there you have it."

Lin Yuan spoke as though it were only natural.

"This is already the Investiture of the Gods Calamity. What rules of the martial world are we still talking about?"

"Why fight one-on-one when we can gang up on them?"

"If you truly want fairness, go back to Golden Turtle Island, set up an arena, and fight slowly."

Wang Mo and the other three looked at each other.

In the end, they actually all found it rather reasonable.

"Fine."

Wang Mo waved a broad hand.

"All four together!"

The West Qi qi refiner deliberately lagging behind ahead apparently had not expected it.

The four experts of Kowloon Island had absolutely no burden as experts.

They were all charging straight at him.

His expression changed at once.

How could he dare keep pretending?

His escaping light suddenly surged.

He turned and fled.

"There really is something fishy."

Yang Sen sneered.

The four men's speed increased at the same time.

Just as they were about to enter a mountain valley.

The sense of crisis in Lin Yuan's heart suddenly exploded.

"Stop!"

Boom!

Almost at the exact moment Lin Yuan shouted.

A vast expanse of Jade Clarity Immortal Light suddenly lit up within the previously tranquil valley below.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was torn apart in an instant.

An aura far stronger than those West Qi qi refiners abruptly rose from the depths of the valley.

Golden Immortal pressure!

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted sharply.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island also halted their escaping lights at the same time.

The next moment.

A gigantic palm of magical power that blotted out the sky and covered the earth had already reached out from the depths of the valley.

It struck directly toward Wang Mo at the front!

"So there really was an ambush!"

Yang Sen roared.

The four acted almost simultaneously.

Four streams of immortal light collided head-on with that giant palm.

Rumble!

Terrifying shockwaves swept in every direction.

Several surrounding mountain peaks shattered on the spot.

Even with Wang Mo's magical power shielding him behind, Lin Yuan felt a heaviness in his chest.

In their first clash.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island were all forced back dozens of zhang.

But the enormous hand of mana on the other side was forcibly shattered by the four of them.

The immortal light above the valley dispersed.

A middle-aged Daoist in a jade-colored robe slowly revealed himself.

The Jade Clarity Immortal Light of the Explanatory Sect lineage was exceedingly obvious around him.

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes.

"A Golden Immortal of the Explanatory Sect?"

"No wonder you dared wait for us here."

The Daoist ignored Wang Mo.

Instead, he glanced at the four men's formation, and a trace of regret clearly flashed through his eyes.

His original plan had been to use the defeated soldiers to draw the four apart.

As long as one of them pursued into the valley first,

he could launch a sudden attack with his cultivation.

He could instantly inflict grievous injuries—or even kill them outright.

Who would have thought that the four fellows from Kowloon Island, whose tempers had always been more explosive than the next, would suddenly grow brains today?

The four of them had stuck together the entire way.

Even when chasing one injured man, the fucking four of them had chased him together.

What kind of new tactic was this?

The Golden Immortal of the Explanatory Sect swept his gaze over them.

It finally settled on Lin Yuan, whose cultivation was the lowest.

"Was it you who told them to stop just now?"

Lin Yuan immediately revealed a friendly smile.

"Senior."

"Your ambush was a little too obvious."

The other man's face darkened.

But Wang Mo burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"Well said, Junior Brother."

As the laughter faded,

the immortal light on the magical treasure in his hand had already lit up.

Yang Sen and the other two also stepped forward.

The killing trap originally laid out in the valley

had suddenly become—

four against one.