Most Dead or Wounded, Each with Their Own Fate!
Above the water.
Han Yue on a floating reef, his purple robe fluttering in the wind, his face ashen.
His Divine Sense covered an area of several miles, but the aura of the group underwater vanished completely in an instant...
They split up and ran away.
A disciple from the Grand Purity Sect beside him reported, "Senior brother, these people have split into at least a dozen groups, their directions are uncertain, and their aura of Heaven and Earth Qi has been sealed off, making them impossible to track."
Han Yue gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do about it.
That was a brilliant move by the opponent.
Once the individuals are scattered, finding the one who embodies the Heaven and Earth Qi among a dozen or so threads is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, the underwater environment is complex.
His Purple Yang True Fire loses at least 70% of its power when it enters the water.
Just then, Fang Zeyuan of the Vast Righteousness School arrived at the scene and stood some distance away on a reef...
With the bamboo flute tucked into his waistband, he looked at Han Yue with unhurried ease.
Brother Han, why are you so persistent?
"If they get separated, they'll be much harder to catch up with."
Han Yue gave him a cold look.
Fang Zeyuan chuckled and shrugged, "You can stay here as long as you want, but I don't have the time to waste here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the celestial phenomena changed once again in the depths of the distant marshland, with another pillar of light shooting into the sky, its grandeur awe-inspiring!
This time it wasn't milky white, but a golden pillar of light, carrying a sharp aura, shooting straight into the Yunxiao.
The Metal Dao Heaven and Earth Qi!
Fang Zeyuan's eyes lit up instantly.
Not only him, but all the cultivators throughout the entire Ze Kingdom were focused on the location of that golden pillar of light...
The subsequent disciples of the Grand Purity Sect, the remnants of the Profound Purity Sect, the main force of the Vast Righteousness School, the Azure Edge Sect, and even those small and medium-sized forces that followed behind to pick up the profits, all had their eyes turned red with envy.
The Heaven and Earth Qi has reappeared!
This is the second strand!
Moreover, it is the Qi of Metal Dao. Although the Cloud Dao Heaven and Earth Qi is also of considerable value, Metal Dao is one of the Five Elements.
Its versatility and adaptability are unmatched by Cloud Dao...
Han Yue stood still, his muscles tense.
Chase or steal?
A Cloud Dao Heaven and Earth Qi had already been taken away by that female cultivator.
Even if he catches up with the person and fights them underwater, he might not be able to win easily. He still feels lingering fear from the aftereffects of that sword strike.
And the newly emerged Metal Dao Heaven and Earth Qi lies ahead.
This is first come, first served!
Moreover, its overall value far surpasses that of the Cloud Dao; in just a moment of thought, he already had the answer in his mind...
"Walk!"
Han Yue turned around, transforming into a streak of purple light, and rushed straight towards the golden pillar of light.
Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Grand Purity Sect retreated in droves, following closely behind.
The Vast Righteousness School was even more decisive. As soon as Fang Zeyuan played his flute, more than ten disciples stepped on the waves, moving even faster than Han Yue.
Major powers shifted their focus, abandoning the pursuit and heading to new battlefields.
but--
Those cultivators from smaller and medium-sized forces didn't leave...
"The Grand Purity Sect and the Vast Righteousness School have left?"
A gray-robed monk squinted and whispered to his companion.
Behind him stood seven or eight people, all disciples from a Golden Core family in Liang Kingdom, who were naturally no match for the Nascent Soul sect.
However, it is not without the ability to fight against an equal opponent.
"Going to compete with those Nascent Soul Grandmasters for the Heaven and Earth Qi? Are you crazy?"
The other person scoffed, "Do you think we can win?"
"On the contrary, those people from the Clear Azure Kingdom are scattered, each one of them is easy to handle, and only those who get their hands on them are truly meat!"
"The spoils they carried, plus the Demon Core and Essence Blood from those spirit beasts... enough to feed them for years."
"To obtain the Qi of the Cloud Dao would be a great fortuitous opportunity!"
Similar calculations were occurring simultaneously among more than a dozen small and medium-sized forces.
These disciples from Golden Core Lineage and local sects lacked the strength to compete for the Heaven and Earth Qi, and also lacked the courage to confront Nascent Soul sects head-on.
But how to annihilate a group of wounded and defeated soldiers?
This job is a really good deal!
In the days that followed, the land was filled with the sounds of battle.
The Azure Light Gate was the first to suffer.
Liu Qing led his men eastward, intending to lure away the pursuers for White Cloud Temple. He succeeded, drawing away three groups of pursuers.
But he overestimated his condition.
In the previous chaotic battle, he had already exhausted 60-70% of his spiritual power, and more than half of his disciples were killed or injured, with the rest all wounded.
Three groups of pursuers, totaling more than forty people.
The cultivators cornered them in a group of dead coral reefs.
Liu Qing used poisonous miasma to set up a deadly poison array, which lasted for two whole days.
Fourteen were poisoned to death, and seven were seriously injured.
But in the end, he was outnumbered.
On the morning of the third day, Liu Qing was exhausted and a flying sword pierced through his Dantian, causing him to collapse on the coral reef. Of the Azure Light Gate disciples beside him, only two managed to escape.
In the end, I met my end here, filled with resentment.
It's lamentable that he, who considered himself extraordinary throughout his life, ultimately met such a tragic end, Death Dao and disappearing from the world, which inevitably evokes a sense of regret...
Zhao Pingchuan, one of the Two Heroes of the Zhao Clan, was surrounded and killed by a group of the Liang Kingdom Rogue Cultivator from the Liang Kingdom in the western part of the Ze Kingdom.
His cultivation level was not low, at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. He wielded a spear with extremely cunning skills, killing two people in succession before finally being trapped by the opponent's formation and worn down to death.
Even in death, he refused to abandon his integrity, using his physical body and spiritual power to drag several Rogue Cultivator down with him, thus avoiding humiliation after death...
The Three Heroes of the Yun Clan suffered an even more tragic fate.
The three were brothers of the same clan, and even though Sun Yao told them to flee for their lives, they still instinctively huddled together in one direction.
As a result, they were all wiped out.
Two of the three died. The survivor, named Yun Ci, was the one with the lowest cultivation level among them. He escaped with his life thanks to the cover provided by his two older brothers.
His hatred surged, and holding his two elder brothers' belongings, he vowed to avenge this day's grievances tenfold in the future!
Sun Qiyan fled alone, heading towards the northern shore of the marshland.
His injuries hadn't fully healed, his earth armor was mostly shattered, and his spiritual energy was more than half depleted, yet he'd only been gone for less than a day.
He was caught up by two disciples from Golden Core families, and a fierce battle broke out.
Sun Qiyan fought with his life on the line, crippling Fang Yi, but he himself was pierced through the waist and abdomen by another's flying sword.
He lay down in the reeds on the riverbank, looking up at the sky above the secret realm.
On his deathbed, he wasn't thinking about some nonsense about the Great Dao and immortality, but rather about the small shop his old man ran on the corner of White Cloud Immortal City.
"Well..."
"Father, I'm going to disappoint you..."
After sighing, Sun Qiyan closed his eyes...
He ended his life so hastily. He was a fourth-generation disciple whom the Sun Clan had been cultivating. It was truly a cruel twist of fate that he died so hastily.
At this point--
Sun Qiyan, deceased!
Sun Yao was unaware of these things.
She traveled stealthily for three days before finally escaping from the heart of the swamp and disappearing into a desolate wasteland on the southern edge of the secret realm.
The wasteland was barren, with Spiritual Qi so thin that even ferocious beasts refused to inhabit it.
That's why nobody comes to this godforsaken place.
She found a dry, deep crack in the ground and squeezed inside.
The crevice was dark and narrow, barely enough for one person to huddle in.
Sun Yao sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the cold rock wall, lost in silence, holding the positioning disk in her hand, its light spots disappearing one by one...
But she survived.
Sun Lin's face appeared in the darkness; that cousin with no talent, whose only redeeming quality was his mastery of formations and talisman techniques...
He died just like that.
He died right in front of her!
He died under the fist of a fire spirit puppet, so dead that he couldn't even bring back his remains, which would even be desecrated...
"Is it worth it?" she asked herself.
No one answered.
The wind on the wasteland howled as it blew in through cracks in the ground.
Sun Yao did not cry.
Having cultivated Daoism for over a hundred years, she had long forgotten how to cry...
He simply hugged his knees and sat in the darkness for a very long time, his resolve growing stronger, but the pressure on his back becoming even heavier.
Unlike the Human Race cultivators who were filled with anxiety, the ten Foundation Establishment demons scattered throughout the secret realm were living quite comfortably.
The Lord Rat was the first to adapt to the environment.
Although some people have been hunting them down these days, their numbers are not large, and his cultivation level has already recovered to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
After even killing two Foundation Establishment, no one dared to continue tracking him.
The remains of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators provided him with a good meal, allowing him to recover much of his losses. The two Foundation Establishment were also quite wealthy, which made him a fortune.
In this secret realm, Demon Beast reign supreme!
This allows them to maximize their advantages, while Human Race cultivators here cannot fly and their Divine Sense is also limited.
This, ironically, is most suitable for Demon Beast like him, who excels at concealment.
If Human Race cultivator is not careful, he will be ambushed and killed. Such a good place immediately aroused the Lord Rat's murderous intent!
It has a distinctly hostile attitude, as if they are hunting down Human Race cultivators!