64: Chapter 64: The Pursuit

"Gale Shadow-Chasing—Flash!"

Xiao Yuan's figure flickered, leaving only a string of afterimages in place!

The three cult members rushing at the very front couldn't check their momentum, crashing directly into each other and tumbling head over heels.

"There he is!"

Someone noticed that Xiao Yuan had already drifted to the left.

He raised his hand and waved—swish, a dozen or so Talismans were scattered out like scattering flowers by a goddess!

They were all Rank 1 Peak Talismans! He had plenty of this kind of stuff on him.

Fireball Talismans, Icicle Talismans, Golden Blade Talismans, Earth Spike Talismans...

Boom, boom, boom!

The Talismans exploded within the crowd! Firelight, ice shards, golden light, and earth spikes intertwined into a storm of death!

Screams rose one after another!

Seven or eight cult members were blown away on the spot, some burned, some pierced, collapsing onto the ground and wailing. There were also a few unlucky ones who were directly sliced into human sticks by the Golden Blade Talismans.

"What the fuck! Is this guy a Talisman wholesaler?!"

The remaining cult members were frightened into retreating repeatedly.

But Xiao Yuan did not give them a chance to breathe.

The green scale shield was summoned, transforming into a cyan light shield floating by his side, blocking the covert arrows shot from the side.

Holding a long sword himself, he unleashed the Gale Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique, shuttling through the crowd like a ghost!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Every time a sword fell, someone would inevitably fall.

The attacks from those Qi Condensation Stage cult members either landed on him and were blocked by the green scale shield, or hacked onto his body—and then they discovered in horror that this person's Physical Body was as hard as a Spiritual Artifact! Sabers hacked onto it leaving only a white mark, and swords pierced in without even breaking the skin!

"Is this fellow human or demon?!"

"Damn it, his Physical Body is even harder than mine!"

"Retreat! Quick, retreat!"

But they couldn't retreat anymore.

Xiao Yuan's sword light was like a rainbow, the Shadow-Chasing Sword Art unfolding, and as the sword radiance flickered, another five or six cult members collapsed to the ground.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than half of the thirty-plus cult members were dead!

The remaining dozen or so shrunk into the corners, trembling and no longer daring to step forward.

The complexions of the few Half-step Foundation Establishment Protectors were ashen, yet they did not dare to act rashly.

They had previously joined forces to besiege him, only for Xiao Yuan to kill three of them with one sword each! The remaining two had legs shaking right now.

"Trash!"

A cold snort rang out.

The Yinsha Sect Leader finally moved.

He took a step forward, his figure drifting before Xiao Yuan like a ghost, slapping down with a palm!

The palm wind was bone-chillingly cold, carrying intense bloody Evil Qi!

Xiao Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, and the green scale shield instantly blocked in front of him.

Boom!

The palm force exploded, the green scale shield shook violently, and Xiao Yuan retreated three steps in a row!

"Not bad." Xiao Yuan shook his numb arm, but Battle Intent ignited in his eyes.

Although he was confident he could fight an Early Foundation Establishment Cultivator and even counter-kill them, he had never truly fought such a strong expert before.

The Yinsha Sect Leader sneered: "To have this kind of strength at Half-step Foundation Establishment is indeed not bad. What a pity—you have met this seat!"

He formed hand seals with both hands, and black mist surged around his body, transforming into countless hideous ghost faces that lunged toward Xiao Yuan!

"Yinsha Ghost Claws!"

Xiao Yuan did not dare to be careless, fully unleashing the Gale Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique to weave and dodge among the ghost faces.

But those ghost faces were like maggots on a tarsal bone, chasing relentlessly.

"Golden Radiance Slash!"

He turned around and slashed with a sword, the golden sword radiance shattering a dozen or so ghost faces, but even more ghost faces lunged up.

The Yinsha Sect Leader grinned hideously: "How could you possibly break this seat's Demonic Technique? Obediently meet your death!"

Xiao Yuan fought while retreating, while rapidly analyzing in his heart.

This old devil's Demonic Technique was indeed bizarre; those ghost faces carried corrosive power, eroding spiritual power the moment they touched it.

Moreover, his palm force was chillingly cold, specifically breaking protective spiritual light. Although his Physical Body was comparable to a High Grade Spiritual Artifact, taking a hit from it would definitely feel unpleasant.

However...

After fighting a dozen or so rounds, Xiao Yuan gradually saw through the pattern.

Although this old devil's Demonic Technique was powerful, the consumption was immense.

Every time he cast the ghost faces, his aura would weaken by a fraction. Furthermore, his movement technique was unrestrained and lacked flexibility.

Xiao Yuan's eyes lit up.

He suddenly changed his fighting style, no longer fighting head-on, but instead using his movement technique advantage to circle around the Yinsha Sect Leader.

The Gale Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique was driven to its absolute limit by him, transforming his entire body into a cyan stream of light circling the Yinsha Sect Leader.

The Yinsha Sect Leader slapped out palm after palm, but it was always a hair's breadth off.

The more the Yinsha Sect Leader fought, the more alarmed he became. The more he fought, the more impatient he grew! Openings were already exposed all over his body.

Just at this moment, Xiao Yuan seized an opening of the opponent, suddenly stopping his figure and thrusting out a sword!

This sword strike had timing, angle, and strength all just right, piercing precisely at the moment the Yinsha Sect Leader was exhaling and inhaling.

Puchi!

The sword tip penetrated flesh by three points!

The Yinsha Sect Leader let out a miserable scream as a cloud of blood mist burst from his chest. He staggered backward, horror flashing in his eyes.

"You... You are not a Half-step Foundation Establishment! You are a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!"

Xiao Yuan's might made him suspect that Xiao Yuan had concealed his cultivation level.

Xiao Yuan couldn't be bothered to explain, stabbing out with another sword.

The Yinsha Sect Leader barely blocked it, but was shaken so hard the web between his thumb and index finger went numb.

His thoughts raced like lightning, clearly knowing that he might not be a match for Xiao Yuan!

The intent to retreat suddenly arose in his heart!

Immediately, making a prompt decision, he sucked the black cauldron not far away toward himself. The cauldron shrank with the wind and was stored by him into a Storage Pouch.

He raised his hand and waved, a burst of black mist exploding as he grabbed the remaining dozen or so cult members, throwing them toward Xiao Yuan like sandbags!

"Ahhh—!"

Those cult members screamed in terror, involuntarily crashing toward Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan furrowed his brows, his sword light flashing consecutively to cut down the few people flying over.

But with this slight delay, the Yinsha Sect Leader had already smashed through the wall of the back hall and fled headlong!

"Want to run?"

Xiao Yuan snorted coldly, his figure transforming into a stream of light as he chased after him.

Inside the Stone Hall, corpses lay all over the place.

Four of the six Protectors were dead, and the remaining one shrank in the corner playing dead.

Of the thirty-plus cult members, fewer than ten were alive, each looking ashen-faced.

Xiao Yuan drove the Gale Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique to its absolute limit, quickly chasing out. His entire body transformed into a cyan stream of light, shuttling through the woods.

The black shadow ahead was getting closer and closer.

Chasing out for roughly ten miles.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, the Yinsha Sect Leader ahead suddenly paused his figure and stopped.

Xiao Yuan's heart tightened, and he also slowed down his speed, landing ten zhang away.

The Yinsha Sect Leader turned around, his face no longer showing any of the panic from just now. It was replaced by a mocking sneer.

"Brat, you're chasing quite happily."

Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes, his Divine Sense quietly spreading out to vigilantly scan his surroundings.

No ambush?

That's not right, this old Devil Head suddenly stopped, there must be something fishy.

"What, not running anymore?" Xiao Yuan was not in a rush to make a move, saying leisurely, "Can't run anymore? Or do you know you can't escape and are ready to surrender?"

The Yinsha Sect Leader sneered: "Surrender? This seat is afraid that you will run!"

Alarm bells rang wildly in Xiao Yuan's heart.

But his expression remained unchanged; instead, he smiled: "Is that so? Then I'd like to see what ability you have to keep me here."

Before his voice faded—

Xiao Yuan moved!

The Gale Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique was fully unleashed, stabbing a sword toward the Yinsha Sect Leader!

The Yinsha Sect Leader had long been prepared, black mist roiling around his body as he met it with a palm!

Boom!

The two of them fought together!