965: Chapter 966 A Disheveled Escape

Retreat! I must retreat immediately!

This thought entwined around his heart like a poisonous vine!

A single Supreme Elder Ling Juechen was enough to crush him, and there were four other Body Integration Stage experts watching like tigers eyeing their prey nearby!

If he didn't leave now, today this place would be the site of Ming Qianye' fall!

"Withdraw—!"

Ming Qianye let out a roar of extreme frustration, his figure suddenly transforming into a thick, ink-like,

dark Escape Light burning with his natal Devilish Qi, about to tear through space and flee without warning!

He didn't even bother to spare a glance at Sha Wuji and Zhu Wuneng beside him!

"Hmph! Thinking of leaving only now? Too late!"

A cold light exploded in Supreme Elder Ling Juechen's eyes!

He did not pursue Ming Qianye, but instead turned his hand toward Zhu Wuneng, who was about to follow suit and flee—pointing his fingers like a sword and slashing through the Void Realm!

"Buzz—!"

A subtle, nearly transparent Sword Qi, like a ripple breaking the surface of the water, instantly pierced through the Void Realm!

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying pressure.

There was only absolute sharpness! Absolute death!

The terrified expression on Zhu Wuneng's fat, hideous face didn't even have time to fully unfold.

Puchi!

A soft sound.

His massive, bloated devil body, along with the Primordial Spirit wrapped in layers of Devilish Qi,

was like a punctured balloon filled with foul blood, instantly—bursting apart!

No screams, no struggling!

A powerful Devil Venerable at the Early Stage of Body Integration, a notorious Hall Master of a devil sect, had his form and spirit utterly destroyed under Supreme Elder Ling Juechen's seemingly casual finger strike!

Not even a speck of dust was left behind! It was as if he had never existed!

Hiss—!

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence!

Whether it was the murderous Nine Nether Sect Disciples who had just rushed out of Blood Sea City,

or the Heavenly Demon Sect soldiers who had been intimidated by Ming Qianye' pressure and had not yet escaped, all of them stood frozen on the spot like ducks with their necks squeezed!

A chill that penetrated deep into their marrow crawled up their spines and spread throughout their bodies!

This was a peerless Sword Immortal at the Body Integration Peak! This was Supreme Elder Ling Juechen!

With one sword strike, a Body Integration Early Stage expert was like an ant!

Sha Wuji's soul nearly left his body! Seeing the miserable state of Zhu Wuneng's sudden explosion, he felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

Without any hesitation!

"Ah—! Heavenly Demon Disintegration!!"

Sha Wuji let out a roar like a dying beast! The Devilish Qi all over his body erupted into flames!

His skin cracked inch by inch, seeping thick devil blood! His Aura instantly surged several times over!

His entire being turned into a blood-colored rainbow carrying a thick scent of blood, at the cost of burning his life and dao foundation,

he fled desperately in the opposite direction of Ming Qianye!

His speed was so fast that it actually pulled a long spatial ripple behind him!

Ming Qianye' fleeing figure paused slightly as his silver-gray eyes caught sight of Zhu Wuneng's explosion,

a trace of shock flashed deep in his pupils, but he did not look back, and his Escape Light became a few points faster!

"Nine Nether Sect Disciples, hear my command!"

Mo Wentian finally recovered from the immense fear and the feeling of surviving a disaster,

seeing the Heavenly Demon Sect army retreating like a tide, his eyes erupted with overwhelming hatred and Killing Intent!

His withered body suddenly straightened, and his voice became exceptionally hoarse and hideous due to extreme anger and the desire for revenge,

"Follow me—kill—!!!"

"Kill—!!!"

The sky-shaking battle cries instantly erupted! The Nine Nether Sect Cultivators, who had been suppressed for too long, were like bloodthirsty Vicious Beasts released from their cages,

madly pouncing on those Heavenly Demon Sect soldiers who had lost their leader and were already scared out of their wits!

In an instant, the light of Magic Treasures, the explosions of Divine Abilities, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

A one-sided massacre was tragically played out on the ruins of Blood Sea City!

Above the Void Realm.

The five Yin Yang Sect Grand Elders paid no heed to the massacre below.

Supreme Elder Ling Juechen watched Ming Qianye' dark Escape Light disappear into the horizon, his eyes cold as a ten-thousand-year-old frozen pond, and he did not pursue.

One should not pursue a cornered foe; for a Body Integration Late Stage old devil burning his natal essence to flee, the price of forcing a life-and-death struggle would be too high,

and... he glanced at the weakened Yao Delong, whose temples were tinged with frost.

The five figures turned into five streaks of light and slowly landed in front of Yao Delong.

Supreme Elder Ling Juechen's gaze swept over Yao Delong again, confirming that he had only suffered a massive loss of Origin,

and though his Foundation was damaged, it was not irreparable. The last trace of sharpness deep in his eyes finally withdrew, returning to a depth like an ancient well.

"Since you are out of danger, we shall return." Supreme Elder Ling Juechen's voice was flat and concise. The space beside him rippled slightly as he prepared to leave.

"Respectfully seeing off the Old Ancestors!" Yao Delong forced himself to stay alert and bowed deeply once more.

Just then, the elder who had been wearing a gentle smile, dressed in a green scholar's robe with hair and beard as white as snow,

whose Aura was peaceful yet as deep as the abyss and vast as the sea—Huang Feizi, the Former Peak Master of the Yin Yang Sect's Talisman Peak—paused slightly.

He sized Yao Delong up with interest, lingering for a moment especially on that jarring frost-white at Yao Delong's temples,

an imperceptible trace of approval and... playfulness flashed in his eyes?

"Heh, you brat..."

Huang Feizi stroked his long snow-white beard and shook his head with a chuckle, his voice gentle yet clearly reaching everyone's ears,

"Your ability to stir up trouble is truly a case of the student surpassing the Master compared to your Master back in the day!

To dare to wrestle with that old devil Ming Qianye at the Void Refining Peak? Tsk, the younger generation is to be feared, truly to be feared!"

Though his words were teasing, there was no hint of blame; instead, they carried the appreciation of an elder for an outstanding junior.

As he spoke, he gave his wide sleeve a casual wave.

A point of warm, white light flowing with complex spatial Dao patterns flew out silently and landed precisely in Yao Delong's open palm.

It felt warm to the touch, yet it carried a majestic spatial ripple that seemed capable of connecting to all the worlds in the universe!

"Here, take it and play with it."

Huang Feizi said with a smile, as if he weren't giving away a supreme treasure that would make even Body Integration experts envious, but rather a common trinket,

"This old man's hands have been itchy lately, so I just tinkered this little thing out, the Myriad Worlds Void-Breaking Talisman.

It has a few more 'minor' functions than the one Little Bai gave you last time. At a critical moment, it might help ward off some disaster."

Yao Delong felt his palm sink, sensing the vast power of spatial Laws contained within the jade talisman—far exceeding the Myriad Worlds Talisman previously bestowed by the Sect Head,

and a huge wave of warmth and gratitude instantly welled up in his heart!

"Disciple Yao Delong... thanks Old Ancestor Huang for the generous gift!"

Holding the jade talisman in both hands, he bowed deeply, his voice carrying a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

Huang Feizi waved his hand, his figure already transforming into an ethereal green streak of light,

merging into the world, leaving only a final sentence drifting in the wind with a smile:

"Brat, take it easy with your antics, don't go wandering off into some Eternal Night or Long Night again! This old man might not always make it in time to deliver a 'talisman' to you!"

The voice faded, and the green light completely vanished into the horizon.

Yao Delong gripped the Myriad Worlds Void-Breaking Talisman, which was as warm as jade yet contained majestic spatial power,

and gazed in the direction Huang Feizi had disappeared, speechless for a long time.

That frost-white from surviving the disaster was somewhat jarring in the sunlight, but in his eyes, a fire more intense than before was ignited.

The moment Yao Delong landed, the stone slabs of Blood Sea City beneath his feet seemed to groan under the heavy pressure of his Aura.

His figure swayed slightly, and those few strands of jarring frost-white at his temples looked particularly conspicuous in the glow of the setting sun.