txolops Chapter 113 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Chapter 113 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Chapter 113 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Su Yan was extremely pale due to excessive consumption of his magical power, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His spiritual energy fluctuations were chaotic.
In order to escape the pursuit, he had already used his life-saving secret techniques several times, and was now at his last gasp.
But he was clear-headed and wouldn't believe their lies. After chasing him for so long, how could they possibly spare his life after succeeding?
"We absolutely cannot fall into the hands of these people." Su Yan roared through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse from exhaustion of spiritual energy.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rapidly chanted an incantation, and a blinding burst of blood-red light erupted from his body—it was a desperate escape technique activated by burning his very essence! His figure instantly transformed into a blur, and his escape speed suddenly increased several times over.
"Damn it! This guy's got a hard time now!"
The brocade-clad cultivator's face darkened, his eyes flashing with killing intent. "Chase him! We can't let him escape! We must capture him before the others arrive!"
When the three of them first came to Qiyuan Island, they heard that a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation had seized the treasures of a cultivator's cave. They weren't too concerned at first, since such things were common in the cultivation world and nothing surprising; they were just a little curious.
But then he astutely discovered that the people from Mingyue Pavilion had secretly sent many Core Formation cultivators to investigate the man's whereabouts, which made him start to pay attention.
He happened to know one of the people who discovered the cave, and through some subtle questioning, he learned that the cave was actually the place where the once famous rogue cultivator, Master Qingming, passed away a thousand years ago.
The group could no longer sit still, so they secretly investigated in the open sea and eventually found Su Yan's trail.
Seeing that Su Yan was using a secret technique again, the group cursed loudly and stopped pretending. They all activated their magic power with all their might, their escape light surging, and they relentlessly pursued Su Yan's figure.
Su Yan fled with all his might, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way to escape.
Just when he thought he was doomed to die, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a deserted island standing on the horizon. He stared intently and saw the island shimmering with spiritual light, and the faint roars of demonic beasts could be heard, indicating that cultivators were hunting them on the island.
"Hopefully this person can keep the three behind him occupied." Su Yan's heart stirred, and he thought of a plan to divert trouble to the east.
With a flash of inspiration, he took out a small cyan shuttle, which was none other than the Wind-Escape Shuttle, a relic of the Azure Nether Immortal.
When activated at full power, its speed is said to be comparable to that of an ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
However, this treasure requires cultivators to possess wind-attribute magic power or high-grade wind spirit stones to activate it. High-grade spirit stones are treasures even in the hands of Nascent Soul stage cultivators, let alone a Core Formation stage cultivator like him. He used the high-grade wind spirit stone that was originally present in this treasure.
"This Wind Spirit Stone can probably only last once." A resolute glint flashed in Su Yan's eyes as he activated the treasure with his divine sense.
The Wind-Escape Shuttle suddenly emitted a hazy blue light, enveloping his body. Then, with a flash of light, Su Yan's body seemed to teleport, transforming into an almost transparent phantom and rapidly plummeting towards the deserted island.
The group behind watched the figure from afar, but it suddenly became difficult to catch, and the figure plummeted toward the island ahead. They knew that the person must have activated the Wind-Escape Shuttle again.
Although it was no longer possible to pinpoint the person with divine sense, the mark secretly planted on the person indicated that the person had indeed escaped to that island, so the speed was increased even further.
At this moment, Luo Ming had just used the advantage of the formation to trap and kill a level six demon beast, the Ironback Shark, in the formation. Before he could collect the demon core materials, he keenly sensed several powerful streaks of light rapidly approaching from the horizon, and he couldn't help but frown.
The next moment, three figures landed outside the formation in a triangular shape. The leader, a cultivator in brocade robes, narrowed his eyes after seeing who was inside the formation, and a hint of joy mixed with surprise and cruelty appeared on his face.
"Is it you?"
Luo Ming felt a chill run down his spine as he recognized the three as the group of cultivators who had previously chased him down, though of the original four, only three remained.
Unexpectedly, we met by chance in this very place.
The two men behind him finally saw Luo Ming clearly and burst into laughter: "We've been searching high and low for you! You managed to escape last time, let's see how you run this time!"
In their view, Luo Ming, with his early Core Formation stage cultivation, had actually killed one of them and fled, which was an utter disgrace. Today, they would settle both old and new scores.
Luo Ming remained outwardly calm, but his mind was racing with calculations.
His strength is different now than before. Although his cultivation has not improved much, with the help of the corpse puppet controlled by the Golden Gu Elder and the Xuan Turtle whose strength has greatly increased after its advancement, plus the defensive formation set up in advance, he is not without the power to fight even against these three.
He was just a little puzzled as to how these people had managed to find this place at such a convenient time.
"So it's you lot. What, did you come here specifically to die?" Luo Ming's tone was indifferent, as if he were facing not three powerful enemies of the same level, but mere chickens and dogs.
Now that he and these people are mortal enemies, there's no need for him to be polite with them.
"Hmph, still dare to be stubborn even when you're about to die! Do you really think this broken formation can protect you?" One of the sharp-faced cultivators sneered, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and suddenly slapped his storage bag.
A beam of ancient bronze light shot into the sky, transforming into a short spear about a foot long, its surface covered with dark green rust, which hovered in front of him.
Although this bronze short spear looks ordinary, it exudes an extremely sharp and fierce aura, and the surrounding spiritual energy seems to be gathering towards it, as if it is about to be devoured.
"An ancient treasure?" Luo Ming's pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately made some guesses about this treasure.
Although ancient treasures have relatively simple functions, their power often far surpasses that of magic weapons of the same rank. Moreover, judging from the style of this bronze short spear and the aura it exudes, it is highly likely that it specializes in breaking through restrictive formations. A sense of unease immediately arose in his heart; he absolutely could not allow the opponent to successfully activate this treasure to break the formation!
In a flash of thought, Luo Ming no longer hesitated. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a small banner, entirely black with ferocious monster patterns embroidered on its surface, appeared in his hand. It was the "Thousand Demon Banner" whose power had greatly increased.
This banner has recently devoured numerous souls, including two level-seven demonic beasts, and its malevolent aura is now far greater than before.
"go!"
Luo Ming let out a low shout, and his magical power surged into it. The Thousand Demon Banner swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant banner tens of feet in size.
As Luo Ming changed his incantation, the giant banner began to slowly rotate, and billowing, pitch-black Yin energy burst forth, like a gaping maw of a dark abyss, enveloping the three people outside the formation.
Amidst the demonic aura, shadowy figures roared and howled, among them two enormous black figures emanating a chillingly fierce aura.
"Beware of this banner! The fourth brother was captured by this very thing!"
The brocade-clad cultivator had seen this painting from afar before, but upon closer inspection this time, he realized just how powerful it was. He felt a chill run down his spine and, not daring to be careless, quickly summoned a fiery red, gourd-shaped magic weapon.
This treasure is called the "Crimson Fire Gourd". He obtained it from killing a rogue cultivator in his early years. It contains the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs and has considerable power. It is a powerful weapon to suppress evil spirits.
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