A Single Strike

"Since that's the case, then let's fight. Otherwise, you'll really think that the Devil Race are weak!"

Seeing that Fang Zelin was so difficult to talk to, and that he showed no intention of letting him leave peacefully.

Bai Anmin was somewhat annoyed. With a wave of his hands, a skull appeared in his palm.

When he poured his Law Power into the skull, he saw that a pair of bloody eyes had appeared in the previously empty hole in the skull.

The moment those eyes appeared, they began to look around restlessly.

After quickly noticing Fang Zelin, the red light in his eyes disappeared.

Fang Zelin was momentarily distracted when he saw countless demonic creatures rising from the black mist and closing in on him.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin suddenly reached for the gourd at his waist to collect all the items.

They're just some minor demons; Fang Zelin can easily eliminate them all with a flick of his gourd.

However, at that moment, a clear chime rang out.

Fang Zelin listened to the voice, his eyes still filled with a hint of doubt.

Then all the monsters in front of them dispersed.

Fang Zelin woke up with a start, only to see that Bai Anmin had already unleashed a throwing knife, aimed straight at his neck.

Fang Zelin shuddered and was trying to figure out how to avoid the blade.

But then Bearing the Heavens swung his sword, slicing the dagger down.

Looking up, the skull was nowhere to be seen in the other person's hand, nor were the monsters around.

"You've been hit by a spell?"

Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin immediately realized that he must have been hit by the other party's Law Technique.

However, he was not entirely sure whether he had been hit by the opponent's Law Technique or had entered the formation.

"You idiot, you actually managed to wake up?"

Seeing the confusion in Fang Zelin's eyes, Bai Anmin had already guessed that Fang Zelin had fallen under his Heart Bewitching Technique.

Unexpectedly, a spiritual sword beside the other party was able to wake them up.

It's truly infuriating that such a golden opportunity was squandered.

"The Devil Race' methods are truly bizarre. I didn't even realize how you attacked me before I fell for your spell."

Fang Zelin exclaimed in admiration, "If it weren't for Bearing the Heavens, things would have been much more complicated this time."

Thinking this through, Fang Zelin no longer hesitated, "Slay him with my sword, lest this guy use any more powerful Law Technique."

As he spoke, Fang Zelin suddenly reached out and grabbed Bearing the Heavens, who was standing to the side.

Bearing the Heavens a hum, Chengxiao's aura suddenly surged.

"Hurry! Judging by Fellow Daoist Fang's speed, he's about to catch up with that Devil Race. If the two clash first, Fellow Daoist Fang might be in danger."

Yunzi was getting anxious and quickly increased the speed of her escape technique.

Fang Zelin flew incredibly fast, leaving all of them behind.

The other fellow cultivators standing nearby had also pushed their speed to its limit.

Even so, he still couldn't catch up with Fellow Daoist Fang ahead.

The opponent's escape technique, once unleashed, had left them firmly behind, and no matter how hard they chased, they couldn't catch up.

Daoist Master Fuqing and the others nodded in agreement. "It seems that the Devil Race is just ahead. Devil Race are known for their cunning."

"If one makes a mistake, it's easy to suffer losses."

As they were speaking, the group saw the speed of the beam of light ahead increase dramatically, and then disappear in a few flashes.

Then, the escaping light disappeared from sight.

"This is bad! It seems you've found that Devil Race! We must catch up with them as soon as possible!"

They had been following Fang Zelin the whole way, and his escape light had always been extremely bright, which they could see very clearly.

But at this point, the light in front of them flickered a few times and then disappeared, which was quite obvious.

Fang Zelin encountered that Devil Race, which is why he concealed his escape light.

Daoist Master Fuqing his whisk and desperately chased after him.

Yunzi and the others hurriedly caught up, wanting to reach the front as soon as possible.

Seeing that the light in front of them had disappeared and there was no other movement afterward, he became even more anxious.

If they saw signs of a battle ahead, they could be certain that Fang Zelin was unharmed.

But seeing no movement ahead and hearing no sounds of Law Technique, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Just as they were about to reach the place where Fang Zelin had disappeared, after spending a short time there...

Suddenly, a sword's cry rang out.

The next moment, a white light appeared ahead, forcefully suppressing the clear sky that had just turned into daylight.

As far as the eye could see, everything was incredibly bright, and the clear sky was nowhere to be seen.

"Bang!"

As the light faded, a muffled sound rang out, and everyone looked over in surprise.

But then they saw a broken body smash through several mountain peaks before crashing heavily into a mountainside.

Once the dust settled, Bai Anmin, who looked extremely disheveled, was revealed inside.

Bai Anmin was bleeding profusely from his body, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with deep terror.

That last sword strike should have been fatal.

But in the moment of crisis, he shielded himself with the children he had kidnapped.

This caused the opponent to immediately reduce most of its power, and then the spell passed through the bodies of the children.

With a single sword strike, he was sent flying dozens of miles away.

If it weren't for these children, he would already be a dead man by now.

The cultivators here seem even more powerful than those from High Antiquity? The look of fear in Bai Anmin's eyes had not yet faded, and his heart was full of confusion.

The ancient texts he saw in his clan contained many records of the interactions between cultivators.

Based on what he knew, no cultivator possessed such swordsmanship!

"Form ranks!"

Although Daoist Master Fuqing had never met Bai Anmin before, he could tell from the aura emanating from the man and the events that had just transpired that he was now aware of.

They immediately recognized the other party as the Devil Race they were hunting.

Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately formed a formation to trap the opponent and prevent its escape.

Damn it!

Upon hearing the voice, Bai Anmin realized that other cultivators had arrived.

Sensing the extremely obscure flow of Law Power emanating from these cultivators, he knew that they were highly skilled.

He had just been seriously injured, and he was definitely not going to come out on top fighting these cultivators.

It's best to retreat for now!

With this thought in mind, he didn't hesitate for a moment before trying to use magic to escape.

In order to escape, he was even willing to expend his own vital energy, just to have a chance to survive.

But the moment he made a move, golden light shone all around him.

Countless dense golden nets had somehow already completely sealed off his surroundings.