My Revenge Never Waits Until the Next Day

Zhang Xuezhou anticipated retaliation, but he did not expect it to come so quickly.

As a blue figure appeared on the dark horizon, Zhang Xuezhou knew exactly who it was.

His habitual urge to run away almost made him unleash his demonic wings and escape, but the thought that his reliance on the Great Han Dynasty was still on the Imperial Shuttle gave him the strength to stand firm again.

The Imperial Shuttle traced an arc and landed towards the group of Han Chinese experts who were pursuing them.

Legend has it that Daojun possesses the ultimate skill of throwing knives to kill immortals and gods. No one has ever been able to block his blade; a single strike from him is guaranteed to result in death or injury.

However, the rumors also mention that Daojun's flying knife was the culmination of his life's beliefs, and that after unleashing the flying knife, Daojun could no longer stand firm among the top cultivators.

Zhang Xuezhou skillfully maneuvered the Sky Shuttle, weaving through the crowd; he was clearly looking for a scapegoat.

"Charge! If we're faster than him, I can kill him before he gets there!"

Stepping behind the Imperial Shuttle, the new emperor's eyes widened, radiating a sharp light.

For the new emperor, who had been struggling to maintain control of the court just a few months ago, he had no intention of fighting against the lords of the Sacred Land such as Daojun and Zhu Jiuyin.

But the die was cast, and the Empress Dowager was already rolling up her sleeves and fighting desperately in the ambush; he couldn't just stand by and watch.

In battles between cultivators, the first strike is always the best policy, so his finding an opportunity to launch a surprise attack and kill was almost inevitable.

Having shattered the Dao Lord's Yang Soul incarnation, the new emperor felt fear at the Dao Lord's arrival in his true form, but was mostly excited.

If he is fast enough, he has a certain probability of killing his opponent.

"The Sky Shuttle can't outrun him!"

Zhang Xuezhou remained silent for two seconds before responding.

The new emperor wanted to kill Daojun with lightning speed, while Zhang Xuezhou only wanted to find someone to take the hit and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Perhaps it was due to his personality, or perhaps it was because the new emperor had an extremely strong sense of self-confidence after wielding his sword to kill, but Zhang Xuezhou's way of solving problems was completely different from the new emperor's.

And this also stems from their differing understandings of Daojun.

For Zhang Xuezhou, who once lived in the Yedie River Holy Land, his understanding of Daojun was neither extensive nor insignificant.

He had seen Daojun command his Yang Soul incarnation to travel thousands of miles away, and he had also seen Daojun easily tread on the air. He knew that Daojun had no mount or flying Law Treasure, yet he could still travel tens of thousands of miles to Western Kunlun.

The opponent's throwing knife technique was renowned Three Realms, but Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that Daojun's flying technique was equally formidable.

Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to compare Daojun's flying technique with his own, but he was certain that his ability to control the Sky Shuttle was inferior to Daojun's.

The probability of the new emperor relying on the Sky Shuttle to achieve a swift kill is extremely low.

"Release the arrows!"

The Empress Dowager's armored and sleeved attire was extremely peculiar. The continuous pursuit and fighting had left her face covered in sweat, and she also had half a broken arrow on her body.

The battle conditions in the wilderness are completely different from those in the palace where one can wait in comfort. Rapidly traversing mountains and chasing on horseback will greatly deplete physical strength.

There were no one-on-one duels during the battle; whoever had the most kills would inevitably be targeted by dozens or even hundreds of people.

She was shot in the chest with an arrow and changed her horse.

The planned brutal attack on Zhu Jiuyin was far from being realized. The Empress Dowager couldn't even face Zhu Jiuyin Zhu Jiuyin, no matter how much she chased and attacked.

This was not the hard-fought third wave she had imagined. Her opponent was not invincible despite consecutive defeats, and this was not even the final battleground she had planned.

The battlefield changes too quickly; no amount of planning by the imperial court can keep up with the changes on the spot.

Her gaze swept over the new emperor, who was only dressed in a single layer of clothing, and then fell upon Zhang Xuezhou, who was weaving through the horsemen on horseback using the Imperial Shuttle. How could the Empress Dowager not understand Zhang Xuezhou's intentions?

Sending a valiant general to his death is better than killing an emperor; it's a poor choice, but it's the best course of action at present.

In the instant she understood the situation, the Empress Dowager had already ordered several people to shoot arrows, and also tried to get Daojun to change his target.

"Children, my revenge never lingers overnight. You will pay the price for destroying my incarnation!"

High in the sky, Daojun floated his body, easily dodging the arrows shot from nearly two hundred meters away.

Unless there is a barrage of arrows raining down on him, or some extremely special archery techniques, normal arrows cannot harm him.

This leaping technique was also one of Zhang Xuezhou's specialties; even when piloting the Sky Shuttle, he managed to avoid more than 90% of the arrows.

His and Daojun's flying skills are indeed quite similar. If he hadn't taken the first flight and lost sight of Daojun, Zhang Xuezhou would have had a very difficult time shaking off his opponent.

Hearing Daojun address them as "little friends," without referring to any specific person, Zhang Xuezhou felt utterly terrified.

He maneuvered the Sky Shuttle, constantly shifting within a small area. As long as Daojun's throwing knives didn't bend as arbitrarily as Badun's stick, his mount and the person he relied on could serve as adequate shields.

"You better pray you kill me with one strike, otherwise, once you run out of strength, you'll be the one who dies!"

Zhang Xuezhou hid nervously, while the new emperor stood firmly on the Imperial Shuttle without ever bowing his head.

"You are not one of the Three Pure Ones or the Jade Emperor; you are not worth my expending all my energy!"

The Daoist Lord held a red light in his hand, and his voice came from afar in mid-air.

This area of conflict has become somewhat eerie. On one side are the constantly retreating Xiong State assault troops and the small but relentlessly charging Han Kingdom ambush troops. On the other side are the restless Nine Spirits Primal Sage, who is constantly dodging and leaping to avoid being targeted by Li Guang and Li Shaojun. On the other side is the Dao Lord's relentless pursuit.

Both sides pursued the issue relentlessly, but neither side reached a conclusion.

"Shoot again, then spur your horse towards Wuzhou Fortress!"

The few archers could not stop Daojun, and the Empress Dowager could only hope that the army training arranged by Li Guang and others would be fast and could lend a helping hand.

If the target is lost, or if they return to the imperial palace in Chang'an City, how could Daojun possibly find them?

The Dao Lord's retaliation is not frightening; what is frightening is the speed at which he retaliates, leaving almost no time for anyone to maneuver or dodge.

She glanced at the dozen or so guards riding alongside her, and kept directing her personal guards to fill in and provide cover.

But looking at the Dao Lord constantly shifting positions high in the sky, the Empress Dowager could only feel helpless.

She can see through many techniques, but she must witness the other person's technique before she can analyze it.

The Empress Dowager still doesn't understand how a flying knife technique could become the strongest killing technique, especially since it has been like this for thousands of years, and no one has ever shaken Daojun's top killing position.

The protection measures are passive, but they are the only option available.

"Lord Tian, come down and help immediately!"

Zhang Xuezhou then shouted towards the sky.

In this critical moment, Zhang Xuezhou hoped that Tian Fen could hold on and take over the control of the Imperial Shuttle.

Touching the spiritwood staff behind him, Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.

Having abandoned any illusions, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to fight with all his might.

If he had a free hand, he might have launched a surprise attack first.