The Two Sides Regroup

The Technique Method may be powerful or bizarre, and their ingenious uses make them difficult to defend against completely.

Some Technique Method are insignificant during the day, but at night they can unleash power far exceeding their limits.

The strange white silk treasure alone made it difficult for Wei Qing to break through, and Li Guang was also trapped inside. Sima Xiangru and the others could only hide and wait for dawn.

The new emperor escaped at lightning speed thanks to the treasure given to him by Li Shaojun.

As the golden lotus covering his body gradually dimmed, his heart grew heavier.

The talismans on his body could resist the invasion of this evil magic, but the new emperor's cultivation was precisely affected by this opponent, causing the talismans to exert only one-tenth of their power.

The apricot-yellow flag, which did not require manipulation, could not protect him indefinitely. After taking a hit, the luster of the golden lotus dimmed. As time passed after he fled, the lotus's luster slowly turned into spots of light, and then gradually into a swirling glimmer.

He tried to shake off his opponents by driving the carriage, or to expose their weaknesses, but after galloping for several miles, his opponents were close behind and he was not shaken off. Instead, Li Guang, Wei Qing and others were left far behind.

Like an unyielding, vengeful spirit, the new emperor's rivals abandoned Sima Xiangru and others, and relentlessly pursued him from behind.

"My Red Empyrean Sword!"

As the new emperor reached for the Red Empyrean Sword at his waist with his right hand, a bitter feeling welled up inside him.

The new emperor held a sword appreciation ceremony and loudly proclaimed himself the owner of the Red Empyrean Sword, but he could not guarantee that the message would reach everyone's ears.

True gold fears no fire, while the fake Red Empyrean Sword is most vulnerable to such unexpected and unpredictable attacks for testing.

The powerful cultivators who are wary of the Red Empyrean Sword will not risk their lives to test it, while some clueless and impulsive powerful cultivators will pester him relentlessly.

Emperor Jing's reign was fraught with conflict, especially his relentless suppression of rebellious schools of thought within the Great Han Dynasty, which led some remnants to repeatedly seek revenge.

Despite Sima Xiangru, the other party, having clearly discerned the new emperor's identity, turned and killed him without the slightest hesitation.

"They didn't even realize they were about to face disaster!"

Whenever he thought of Li Shaojun's admonition, the new emperor regretted why he hadn't paid enough attention to it and why he hadn't asked more questions.

The new emperor was quite surprised by this kind of pursuit, and so were his pursuers; no one expected such a situation to occur in the middle of the night.

The dim starlight was insufficient to illuminate the streets and alleys, making it difficult even for the new emperor to discern which street or alley he was on, let alone drive to a safe place.

The horse would occasionally pause as if trying to determine its direction, only to be whipped again by the new emperor.

"I just can't stop!"

When he glanced behind him, he saw a white silk ribbon fluttering about three zhang behind the carriage, hanging tightly to the back of the carriage.

It would be difficult for a normal spellcaster to follow the carriage so closely. The new emperor thought that this must be due to the other party's stealth technique combined with speed, which made it difficult to shake him off.

This is a very troublesome opponent; his Unrelenting Vengeful Spirit it's a real headache.

"Damn it, how can I break his spell!"

The new emperor showed no signs of relief as he rode in his carriage, even though he hadn't been caught yet.

If this old horse takes the wrong turn and enters a dead end, or if the road is too bumpy to pass, it will inevitably be overtaken by the other horse.

The new emperor couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when he thought about the ability of the white silk to cut him in half.

He was extremely anxious, and for a moment he couldn't help but grope himself back and forth, looking for a suitable talisman.

What frustrated the new emperor was that all the talismans on his body were defensive, and none of them were offensive.

Just as he sat in the imperial court but could not arbitrarily decide the affairs of the court, at this moment he could only defend but not attack.

This allowed him to seize the fake Red Empyrean Sword, seeking an opportunity to deliver a devastating swordsmanship blow.

Given an opportunity to circumvent the opponent's suppression based on their cultivation level, a lower-level martial artist does indeed have a chance to kill a skilled practitioner even if they are at a higher cultivation level.

Although the chances are incredibly slim, it may be the new emperor's only possibility.

He gripped the fake Red Empyrean Sword tightly, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, vaguely seeing countless purple meteors swirling in the sky.

A sense of danger, as if being targeted, washed over the new emperor. A chill ran through him; he felt as if he had encountered a powerful reinforcement from the enemy.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and fight back desperately, he felt as if the dangerous sensation had touched something, and then it withdrew upon touching him, transforming into countless purple sword rains that fell down, causing the eerie white silk to tremble precariously.

"Someone is helping me!"

The new emperor was overjoyed.

A 'thump' sound came, and the galloping horse, which was being pulled, tried to stop, but was whipped again by his natural reaction.

It collided with and crashed through the obstacle, lifting the carriage more than a meter into the air.

When the carriage fell to the ground again, it was half-overturned, and the new emperor inevitably stumbled and fell as well.

"I would be eternally grateful to any expert who could assist me. I hope we can join forces to rid Chang'an of this scoundrel and Chang'an City!"

The new emperor stumbled and fell, barely managing to regain his balance.

He held the fake Red Empyrean Sword, its tip glowing faintly red in the darkness.

Clearly, the new emperor was about to charge forward, since his pursuers were only a dozen meters away. Even if the pursuers were delayed by attacks, the straight-line distance between them was still less than thirty meters.

This was an extremely high-risk distance, making it difficult for him to regain control of the carriage and escape.

If you can't kill your opponent, then it's their turn to launch a frenzied attack to kill you.

The new emperor quickly extended an invitation, and he only heard a slight cough before he was swiftly pulled over.

"Beat..."

"Hide!"

The familiar voice rang out, and the new emperor was filled with surprise.

He shrank back, feeling himself being pulled behind a wall, and then passed through a doorway.

Aren't you going to stay and check on things?

"If he's killed, we don't need to assess the situation; if he's not killed, we can't defeat him. If he's unharmed, this is our only chance to escape!"

The new emperor asked a question, and Zhang Xuezhou quickly replied.

His answer left the new emperor speechless.

Just as Zhang Xuezhou said, if the other party was killed, they didn't need to check the situation; if the other party wasn't killed, then it was their turn to step into high risk.

Who is helping me?

"Li Shaojun!"

Where are the others?

"He was hit by your carriage and then run over by its wheels. I don't know if he's still physically capable, but he definitely can't fight anymore!"

Zhang Xuezhou gave a brief reply, which left the new emperor momentarily stunned.

The carriages pulled by the Marquis's mansion were drawn by tall, powerful horses. The impact of such horses when they galloped was extremely strong; they could even kill a highly skilled martial artist by crashing into them head-on, let alone an elderly Technique Method.

The carriage he was driving would have struck Li Shaojun, and even if he didn't die, he would have suffered greatly, making any possibility of joining forces against the enemy unlikely.

This situation of killing one's own people was so bad that the new emperor felt like he was spitting blood, and he felt that when things got really bad, even drinking water would cause him to have trouble.

For them right now, they need to escape as quickly as possible.