As soon as Old Ghost Liu finished speaking, his aura suddenly became fierce.
He said no more, and slowly raised his right hand, his withered palm emerging from the wide sleeve.
The skin on those hands was rough, the knuckles were distinct, and faint traces of time could be seen on them.
In his palm, dense Dou Qi gathered wildly, so thick it was almost tangible.
It churned and compressed in his palm, emitting a low hum.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The casualness he had shown when arguing with Elder He was gone from his eyes; in its place was the focused and ruthless look of a hunter locking onto his prey.
To him, this kid who was only at the Dou Emperor level was not worth his personal attention.
But Han Li's death, and the aura of the two Heavenly Flames on this kid's body, forced him to take things seriously.
The withered hand stretched out in the direction Xiao Yan was fleeing, the five fingers slightly spread, and the Dou Qi swirling on the fingertips.
An invisible wave immediately emanated from his palm.
The fluctuations were silent and subtle, without any earth-shattering force, and were even invisible to the naked eye.
But wherever it passed, the air was subtly distorted, as if some unseen force was stirring up the space.
In mid-air, Xiao Yan's Heavenly Flames Twin Wings roared behind him, and the blue and white flames flickered alternately in the night sky.
Each flap of his fan propelled his body forward with a powerful surge.
His speed was so great that his entire body streaked across the night sky in a dazzling flash of light.
From a distance, it looked like a shooting star skimming the horizon, and in an instant, it shot up dozens of feet.
However, just as his figure swept across an empty airspace...
A chill suddenly ran through Xiao Yan's heart.
The chill came without warning, yet it was extremely intense, like an ice needle suddenly piercing his heart.
Without time to think or carefully pinpoint the exact location of the danger, Xiao Yan reacted almost instinctively.
His body acted before his brain gave him the instructions.
Years of combat experience transformed into the most instinctive muscle memory at this moment.
In mid-air, his body suddenly flipped over at high speed, using his waist and abdomen to twist half his body like a startled fish, even when it was impossible to change direction.
"Laugh!"
A sickening cutting sound rang out almost touching his body.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely sharp, like the soft chirping of something incredibly thin yet sharp as it sliced through the air.
The Heavenly Flames Twin Wings on his back seemed to have been slashed by some invisible energy.
On the right side of the azure fire wing, a cut was made in the wing surface formed by the condensation of the Green Lotus Core Flame, and the cut stretched across one-third of the entire wing surface.
The cut was smooth and even, as if it had been precisely cleaved by an extremely sharp divine weapon.
The flames flickered violently at the cut, the bluish flames constantly flaring, trying to mend the gap again.
However, a residual spatial force clung to the cut, hindering the flames from repairing.
Not only that, but even the clothes on Xiao Yan's left shoulder were swept by that invisible sharpness, and the fabric tore silently.
A small piece of clothing, no bigger than a palm, fluttered down and was instantly swept away by the night wind.
A faint bloodstain appeared on the exposed skin of his shoulder, a mark left by the sharp force that had grazed him.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, it probably wouldn't have been as simple as just cutting off a piece of clothing.
Xiao Yan didn't have time to check the injury on his shoulder; he quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air.
The wings on its back flapped suddenly, first stabilizing its body, which had become somewhat unbalanced due to the sudden change of direction, before it turned its head to look.
I could see the airspace he had just passed through.
In the space, an extremely blurry outline was silently suspended.
A spatial blade, entirely transparent, with light only slightly distorted at its edges.
Unless you observe it carefully, you can hardly detect its existence.
It lay in ambush silently on his usual route.
If he hadn't relied on his keen combat sense and honed instincts to twist his body and dodge at the crucial moment...
At this moment, he has probably already been cut in two by that spatial blade, with no chance of survival.
Xiao Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and a layer of cold sweat seeped out of his back.
Is this the method of Dou Zong powerhouse?
With a mere gesture, they can unleash such deadly attacks in space, silently and without warning, making them impossible to defend against.
Compared to the fighting styles between Dou Emperor), this is not even on the same level.
Even the most intense battles between Dou Emperor Battle Emperors) ultimately boil down to a contest of strength and speed.
However, the attacks of the Dou Zong powerhouses had already reached the spatial level.
"Huh?"
In the distance, Old Ghost Liu watched as Xiao Yan managed to dodge the spatial blades he had casually laid out.
A hint of surprise flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
He originally thought that this move would be enough to cut down this arrogant brat from mid-air.
Unexpectedly, the other party dodged at the last second.
Although the dodge was somewhat clumsy, at least they managed to escape.
It should be noted that although his move just now was done casually, the spatial blade was invisible and intangible.
Let alone Dou Emperor, even Dou Zong of the same level might not be able to easily avoid it if they are not careful.
"No wonder he was able to kill Han Li, kid, you're actually quite something."
Old Ghost Liu's tone carried a hint of admiration.
But there was more of a condescending, amused air about that praise.
In his eyes, no matter how well Xiao Yan hid, it was ultimately just the prey's dying struggle.
The more they jump around, the more interesting the hunt becomes.
Old Ghost Liu's gaze fell on the blue and white wings on Xiao Yan's back.
Those wings were extremely conspicuous in the night sky; the left wing was pure white like snow, and the right wing was lush and green.
Two distinctly different fiery auras intertwined and shone brightly.
The surging aura of Heavenly Flames was extremely noticeable under the night sky.
Even from a distance of nearly a hundred feet, the strange fluctuations of heat and cold were still clearly perceived by him.
That fluctuation carried the unique spirituality of a rare treasure, far surpassing that of ordinary Dou Qi flames.
A hint of barely concealed excitement shone in his eyes.
He originally only intended to make this trip to teach a foolish junior a lesson.
But after seeing these two Heavenly Flames with his own eyes, he realized that he had underestimated what he had gained.
This time, he will not only be able to kill Xiao Yan, but also possess the Heavenly Flames within Xiao Yan's body.
That's a rare treasure that even a Dou Zun expert would covet.
If he can refine the Heavenly Flames, with his cultivation level and foundation, his combat power can increase by at least 30%.
His status in the Yellow Springs Pavilion will then rise accordingly.
He even has a chance to challenge for the position he has coveted for many years but has always fallen just short of.
Thinking of this, Old Ghost Liu's gaze toward Xiao Yan became even more ardent.
He had even begun to plan in his mind how to extract the Heavenly Flames from the boy's body.
Only in this way can the spirituality and power of the Heavenly Flames be preserved to the greatest extent.
" Spatial Lockdown!"
Watching Xiao Yan awkwardly adjust his posture in mid-air and continue his escape forward.
Old Ghost Liu snapped out of his thoughts and stopped hesitating.
His two withered hands shot out simultaneously, fingers spread wide, each fingertip emitting a beam of dark yellow Dou Qi aura.
Ten beams of light Entanglement and coiled in the space ahead, forming an invisible net that enveloped Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was using all his strength to propel himself forward with his wings.
The cut on the right wing had not yet been fully repaired, and the flight speed was slightly slower than before, but it was still as fast as lightning.
However, the space in front of him suddenly became still the next moment.
Every inch of progress requires several times more force than before.
His speed was abruptly reduced by this ubiquitous resistance.
It felt as if I was sinking into an invisible quagmire; the more I struggled, the stronger the sticky feeling became.
Its wings flapped wildly, and flames roared.
But the force that originally propelled him dozens of feet forward could now only barely move him forward a few feet.
Xiao Yan's heart sank.
This is the true skill of Dou Zong powerhouse.
It's not a direct attack, but rather the manipulation of space itself.
In the face of Dou Zong who has mastered the power of space, the speed and agility that Dou Emperor is so proud of become a joke.
No matter how fast you are, can you outrun a spatial barrier that your opponent has set up in front of you?
No matter how agile you are, can you outmaneuver the entire space that is against you?
The aura of Old Ghost Liu, who was gradually approaching from behind, became clearer and clearer.
Xiao Yan could even sense the undisguised greed and killing intent in the other party's eyes.
He knew that if things continued like this, he would be caught up sooner or later, and once he was caught up, there would be only one outcome if he faced a Dou Zong head-on in his current state.
But he was never one to sit idly by and wait for his doom.