605: Chapter 601 Escape to the Far North

Half an hour later, Xuanyuan Hong's branch lineage was completely massacred. Not a single person survived; corpses were strewn everywhere, blood stained the ground red, and the air was thick with a nauseating, pungent scent of blood.

Xuanyuan Dachan looked at the tragic scene before him and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Alright, clean this place up and leave no trace. Continue to split up and pursue them. You must find that male infant. If you can capture him alive, that is best; if not, execute him on the spot!"

"Your subordinates obey!" the ten Law Enforcement Elders responded in unison, each leading Law Enforcement Discipless to pursue in different directions.

Meanwhile, the five groups of guards arranged by Xuanyuan Hong followed his instructions and fled in five different directions.

Among them, four groups of guards carried fake infants and set out toward the southeast, southwest, northwest, and east. They deliberately slowed their pace and left traces to draw the attention of the pursuers, buying time for the real Xuanyuan Yao to escape.

Soon, the Law Enforcement Elders caught up with the guards in the southeast, southwest, northwest, and eastern directions.

Facing the encirclement of the Law Enforcement Discipless, the guards did not shrink back. They held the fake infants and resisted desperately, showing no fear even though they knew they were doomed.

"You traitors, hand over the infant quickly and surrender! The Patriarch might still spare your lives!" a Law Enforcement Elder shouted sternly.

"Spare our lives?" A guard sneered, his eyes filled with disdain and anger. "Xuanyuan Dachan is cruel and heartless, slaughtering the innocent. Even in death, we will never defect to him, and we will never hand over the Little Master!"

"Stubborn fools!" The Law Enforcement Elder's gaze turned cold as he ordered, "Kill them! Do not let a single one escape!"

The Law Enforcement Discipless immediately rushed forward and engaged the guards in a fierce slaughter.

Although the guards were not as strong as the Law Enforcement Discipless and were outnumbered, every one of them was unafraid of death. They fought with all their might, battling the Law Enforcement Discipless to the bitter end.

They knew that every moment they held out meant one more bit of safety for the real Little Master.

The slaughter grew increasingly intense. The guards fell one by one, their bodies covered in wounds and dripping with blood, yet they still did not give up. Even with their last breath, they would lunge at the Law Enforcement Discipless, entangling them firmly.

Seeing that they were about to be captured by the Law Enforcement Discipless and the fake infant seized, two guards looked at each other and smiled. Then, they suddenly raised their heads, a look of resolution flashing in their eyes as they tightly hugged the fake infant and shouted loudly, "Little Master, we are sorry! Let us die together!"

As the words fell, the two guards' Divine Souls instantly detonated. A powerful energy shockwave erupted, sweeping toward the surrounding Law Enforcement Discipless.

"Not good! Get away!" The Law Enforcement Elder's face changed drastically as he hurriedly ordered a retreat.

But it was already too late. The energy shockwave instantly submerged the surrounding Law Enforcement Discipless. Many could not dodge in time and were hit by the shockwave; their bodies were instantly blown to pieces, and even their Divine Souls had no time to escape.

As for the two guards who detonated their Divine Souls, they completely vanished along with the shockwave, and the swaddling clothes in their arms also dissipated into nothingness.

The Law Enforcement Elder's face turned ashen: "It's a fake!!"

Such scenes continued to play out in the other three directions.

To fulfill Xuanyuan Hong's request and protect the real Xuanyuan Yao, the loyal guards all detonated their Divine Souls to perish together with the Law Enforcement Discipless.

They might not have been strong and their status might have been humble, but their loyalty and righteousness shone like stars in the darkness, commanding respect.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Dachan was sitting in the main hall. Listening to the reports from his subordinates that only fake infants were found in all four directions and that the Law Enforcement Discipless had suffered heavy losses, his expression instantly turned gloomy.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Xuanyuan Dachan slammed the table, sending wood splinters flying. "Ten Soul Transformation Stage Elders and over a hundred Nascent Soul Stage Law Enforcement Discipless couldn't even handle a few Nascent Soul Stage guards? You lost so many people and couldn't even find one infant—are you all fools?"

The subordinates kneeling below trembled all over, their foreheads pressed tightly to the floor. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear of provoking the enraged Patriarch further.

"Patriarch," a subordinate said cautiously, "according to news from the Ninth Elder, Xuanyuan Jiu, he faintly sensed that the real infant seems to have fled toward the north. Furthermore, he has already led Law Enforcement Discipless to pursue them. He believes it won't be long before they catch the infant and bring him back."

Xuanyuan Dachan's eyes flickered slightly as he said coldly, "The North? The Far North?" He knew well that the Far North was far from the Central Plains. Its climate was harsh, covered in ice and snow with thin Spiritual Qi, and few Cultivators ever went there. It was indeed a good place to hide one's tracks.

"Tell Xuanyuan Jiu that no matter the cost, he must find that infant. If he fails again, he should bring me his own head!"

"Yes! Patriarch!" the subordinate hurriedly replied, turned, and walked quickly out of the main hall.

At this time, at the border of the Far North, the world was a landscape of ice and snow. The cold wind howled, snowflakes danced wildly in the air, and the temperature was low enough to freeze and crack bone.

The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow. With every step, the snow reached past the knees, making travel extremely difficult.

The last guard, named Qin Feng, was at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage and was one of the most loyal guards by Xuanyuan Hong's side.

He held the real Xuanyuan Yao, his entire body covered in snow. His face was flushed red from the cold, his lips were cracked, and his body was covered in wounds. Blood stained his tight-fitting attire, freezing into ice the moment the cold wind blew on it.

He had been running for three days and three nights without rest or food. He was already exhausted, his breathing becoming increasingly ragged, and every step was exceptionally difficult.

Qin Feng held Xuanyuan Yao tightly in his arms, using his own body to shield the infant from the biting wind and the swirling snow.

He could feel that the infant in his arms was breathing steadily and didn't seem to be affected by the cold wind—this allowed his heart to settle slightly.

He knew he bore the weight of Xuanyuan Hong's trust and the heavy responsibility of protecting the Little Master. No matter how difficult or dangerous it became, he had to persevere and deliver the Little Master safely to the secret stronghold in the Far North.

"Little Master, hold on a bit longer," Qin Feng said in a low, raspy, yet gentle voice. "We will be there soon. Once we arrive, you will be safe. Master's spirit in heaven will also watch over us."

Inside the swaddling clothes, Xuanyuan Yao remained conscious.

He could clearly feel Qin Feng's determination and loyalty, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart. These guards were willing to give their lives to protect him; this loyalty moved even him, the former Crown Prince who once dominated the Lingxu Universe.

He could sense a powerful aura rapidly approaching from behind. That aura was cold and sharp, carrying a murderous intent; clearly, the pursuers had arrived.

Xuanyuan Yao's Divine Soul stirred slightly, quietly operating to hide both his and Qin Feng's presence. Unfortunately, he was currently just an infant; no matter how powerful his Soul was, he could not perform an attack.

Qin Feng also sensed the aura behind him and quickened his pace.

"Qin Feng, stop right there!"

A roar of anger, like a clap of thunder, exploded in the frozen world, instantly drowning out the howling wind.