105: Escape for life and fall into the void!

At this moment.

Chu Ying fled frantically, desperately increasing his speed, while quietly grasping a black feather in his hand…

Bai was hidden in his embrace, his two eyes deep and profound, and the vertical pupil between his brows quietly opened.

“Gluttonous Treasure Technique!”

“Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!”

“Dou Zi Magic Verse!”

Holding the Seed Demon Sword in his right hand, as if making a desperate last stand before death, Chu Ying turned back and unleashed a sword strike, directly confronting the illusory large hand that Peng Saint had extended.

“Poof!”

Chu Ying was immediately struck by a terrible heavy blow, spurting blood violently, and his face instantly turned completely pale!

Even with his current cultivation, having used all his methods, his strength had almost reached the Nether Void Realm.

But he was facing a veteran Saint Lord Realm expert!

He was no match.

“An ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating himself!”

Peng Saint saw this scene and a cold, mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. A Cave Heaven Realm Cultivator wanted to contend with him?

Even with a Saint Weapon, he couldn't do it!

It was simply too fantastical! Are young people these days all so abstract?

Peng Saint flashed like a swift wind, appearing behind the falling Chu Ying in the blink of an eye, and reached out to grab him.

“Come back with me, and I might spare your life!”

A ruthless glint flashed in Peng Saint’s eyes.

He not only wanted this boy to heal the Golden Peng Prince’s injuries, but also to use him to resolve the Golden Peng Prince’s inner demons.

And now, he also wanted to obtain the various terrifying and miraculous methods on the other party!

If he could obtain this attack that could invisibly and out of nowhere sever others’ Lifespans, then his strength would become especially terrifying!

At that time, which of those powerful experts of his generation wouldn’t fear him? Who would be willing to lose their Lifespan?

Just as Peng Saint was fantasizing, a cold smile appeared in Chu Ying’s eyes.

“Go to Hell, old geezer!” Chu Ying roared in his heart, activating the black feather he tightly held in his hand.

An incomparably terrifying Dragon Slaying Blade aura was instantly released!

“Not good!”

Peng Saint immediately snapped back to reality, filled with extreme terror.

The heat, sharpness, and domineering nature of this blade aura… it was clearly the same strike that White-browed Eagle King had unleashed in the Southern Underworld Heavenly Pool!

Peng Saint was so frightened that he was disoriented, his soul nearly leaving his body!

As he frantically retreated, he tried his best to resist, he even truly believed that White-browed Eagle King had appeared.

At the same instant, Chu Ying turned and continued to flee frantically.

He was indeed very heavily injured, but… the mysterious five-colored stone revolving around the eight Cave Heavens in his Dantian was healing his injuries extremely quickly!

Coupled with the fact that the Demonic Azure Luan Dharma Idol also had healing and recovery abilities, his injuries stabilized within just a few breaths.

“Ahhh! Damn brat! You deserve to die!”

Peng Saint was indeed injured by that sudden blade aura, and very severely at that.

At this moment, he was disheveled, covered in blood and mud, looking utterly wretched!

But he wasn't dead yet, though it was undeniable that his aura had significantly dropped and was quite weak.

An old Saint Lord Realm expert, a terrifying figure like the Seven-Step Sacred Lord, was not so easy to kill.

Peng Saint pursued him again.

However, this time he dared not easily approach Chu Ying again, but instead continuously attacked from behind, intending to force out Chu Ying's trump cards from a distance.

“This old geezer really has nine lives!” Chu Ying gritted his teeth.

He didn't notice, however, that at this moment, the dim Ten Thousand Mountains were filled with an uneasy atmosphere.

The surrounding void was quietly tearing, and black spatial cracks merged with the night, making them indistinguishable.

And Chu Ying, focused solely on escaping with his life, naturally didn't notice either.

“Old geezer! If you have the guts, come over here!” Chu Ying cursed.

Although Peng Saint was angry, he had lived for over a thousand years and was calm. He was now very certain that Chu Ying still had a trump card, most likely another blade aura like the one just now.

“Since you’re unwilling to use it, I’ll see how long you can hold out!”

Peng Saint brewed a powerful move. In an instant, a giant Golden Winged Great Peng Bird materialized behind him.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng spread its wings, and countless golden feathers, like ten thousand swords returning, densely shot towards Chu Ying.

It was obvious that if Chu Ying didn't resist, he would definitely be pierced into a hedgehog by these “Unique True Feather Swords”!

Peng Saint was not the Golden Peng Prince. The power he unleashed by performing the Golden Peng tribe's inherited martial technique was far beyond what Chu Ying could withstand.

“Do I have to use another blade aura?!”

Chu Ying’s expression was quite grim. White-browed Eagle King had only condensed three blade auras for him, which were life-saving treasures, and each use meant one less.

If he wasted them all on that old geezer Peng Saint, he felt his heart bleeding.

“Roar!!”

Just then, Bai, who was in his embrace, let out a roar, and a wave of deathly stillness was released from the red vertical pupil between his brows.

Accompanying it was a shot of deathly black light.

The ten thousand true feathers behind him seemed to be disintegrated and corroded by the aura of death, actually transforming into wisps of black gas and dissipating in the air!

Looking again, the space where those true feathers had passed was filled with a deathly aura like that of the netherworld!

“Bai!” Chu Ying was greatly alarmed.

After Bai unleashed this attack, his expression became very weak, and the vertical pupil between his brows completely closed.

Chu Ying was worried and surprised, not expecting Bai to be able to unleash such a terrifying attack, but he estimated that it caused very significant damage to Bai.

“No choice!”

Chu Ying gritted his teeth, already planning to use another blade aura to completely shake off that old geezer Peng Saint.

But suddenly.

The void around him finally seemed to buckle under the strain, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared, a sight that made one's scalp tingle!

“Another Void Black Hole!”

Chu Ying’s eyes widened. He was about to react, but the entire section of void where he was located collapsed!

In an instant, Chu Ying and Bai both fell into the Void Black Hole!

Behind them.

Peng Saint had already sensed that something was wrong, and he stopped himself the moment the space collapsed.

But upon seeing Chu Ying swallowed by the Void Black Hole, his face became particularly grim.

“Damn it! Why did such a large area of void suddenly collapse? What in the world is happening in the Central Region?!”

Peng Saint was shocked and enraged, yet helpless.

The Void Black Hole was filled with spatial turbulence, a terrifying force that could easily shred the physical bodies of Saint Lord Realm Cultivators.

And once one fell into a Void Black Hole, there was no telling where they would drift to!

Only at weak points in space was it possible to fall out again.

It could be said that once one fell in, their life and death were up to fate!

Peng Saint’s expression changed darkly. He had not completed the task Old Ancestor had given him, and he couldn't just go back like this.

Immediately, he bypassed this broken spatial region, intending to leave the Ten Thousand Mountains and enter the Eastern Wilderness Central Region to investigate further.

… … …

At this moment, within the Void Spatial Black Hole.

Here, spatial turbulence surged like a hurricane, and Chu Ying could already feel his skin being torn apart.

These spatial turbulences were even sharper than the Dragon Slaying Blade.

“I'm done for this time, there’s no way out…” Looking at the dark, desolate, and turbulent void around him, Chu Ying felt a surge of panic.

Even Saint Lord Realm Cultivators dared not enter, so if he, a Cave Heaven Realm Cultivator, fell in here, wouldn't he be dead for sure?

“That mysterious stone, can you take me out again?”