85: Chapter 84 Truth, Escape

Li Fan and Haoxing Jingming exchanged a glance. The latter immediately dropped vertically to the ground, threw out Formation stones, and began setting up a Formation.

Between the Formation stones on all four sides, liquid spiritual energy, transformed from Spirit Stones, traced out intricate Formation patterns.

Haoxing Jingming was highly skilled, and everything went smoothly.

Li Fan, meanwhile, glanced sideways at the Winged Tribe member high in the sky.

Watching the Formation become increasingly complete, she remained calm and unhurried, not worrying in the slightest that Haoxing Jingming would be able to escape through it.

Seeing this, Li Fan estimated in his heart that this Formation would most likely be useless. He silently took out the Phantom Reality again and held it in his hand.

Before long, Haoxing Jingming finished setting up the Formation.

He immediately gestured for Li Fan to stand in the Formation with him.

Following that, his fingers quickly pinched a hand seal, and the light from the Formation on the ground surged violently.

The surrounding spiritual light gathered, and a pillar of light erupted from the center of the Formation into the sky, about to tear through the barriers of the Secret Realm and teleport the two of them to safety.

The nearby Winged Tribe Girl looked indifferent. Quietly watching Haoxing Jingming finish his display, she took out the feather from her robes that had just scared off True Monarch Changyun.

She gave the feather a gentle wave.

Instantly, another transparent barrier appeared over the entire sealed space of the Secret Realm.

The soaring pillar of light crashed violently against the barrier, unable to penetrate it even a fraction of an inch, and the majestic spiritual light collapsed and dissipated layer by layer.

It didn't last long before the Formation patterns went dark.

Haoxing Jingming stared fixedly at the feather in the Winged Tribe Girl's hand.

In utter disbelief, he blurted out,

"A treasure above the Dao Entrance Realm, and a rare treasure capable of manipulating space!"

"How could such a treasure fall into the hands of a Nascent Soul Cultivator like you?"

The Winged Tribe Girl smiled contemptuously.

"You are quite knowledgeable. As for why..."

"Because, this is originally a feather shed from my own body."

She offered no further explanation. Looking at Li Fan beside Haoxing Jingming, she asked indifferently,

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Hearing this, Li Fan focused his mind on the Escape Talisman inside his System space.

The things provided by the System had never been unreliable.

Seeing that the Winged Tribe Girl was giving him such an opportunity, he couldn't very well refuse. He calmly cupped his hands.

"Since Your Excellency is willing to accommodate us, then I shall take Brother Jingming and depart first."

"Until we meet again, if fate permits."

With that, Li Fan took out the Waning Moon Far-Pointing Long-Path Talisman.

He channeled all the Spiritual Qi in his body into the Talisman, continuously enhancing its power.

The Talisman then flew out of his hand, seemingly about to tear open a portal in the Void Realm of the Secret Realm.

Yet, it was still firmly blocked by the spatial barrier formed by the Winged Tribe Girl's feather.

Seeing this, Haoxing Jingming beside him let out a voice of unwilling resignation.

"As expected, does it end here?"

He didn't believe Li Fan could possess a means to break through a Magic Treasure above the Dao Entrance Realm.

"To think I would perish in an obscure place like this."

Not far away, the Winged Tribe Girl also let out a soft chuckle.

"Human, your Escape Talisman doesn't seem to amount to much."

Li Fan remained perfectly calm, quietly watching the ball of white light condensed from the Talisman in front of the barrier.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he grabbed Haoxing Jingming's arm and gave a low shout.

"Go!"

The grabbed Haoxing Jingming trembled slightly, flusteredly trying to break free from Li Fan's grip.

She said in a panicked tone,

"You... why are you pulling me?"

Hearing this, Li Fan looked completely bewildered.

"Wait, you're a grown man."

"What are you doing acting like this?"

Only then did Haoxing Jingming realize she had lost her composure.

He coughed twice to steady his mind, hastily changing the subject.

"Can we really escape?"

Li Fan nodded slightly, looking back at the ball of white light.

The white light slowly solidified and rounded out, and in an instant, a bright, clear full moon hung in mid-air.

The full moon slowly eroded inward, gradually becoming a waning moon, until finally, only a slender crescent remained of the vast lunar disc.

And the space that had eroded away happened to turn into a transport portal that could be traversed.

With one hand holding tightly to Haoxing Jingming, Li Fan pointed his other hand toward the crescent portal.

In an instant, the two of them turned into two streaks of light and flew toward the portal.

Seeing this, the Winged Tribe Girl not far away flipped the feather in her hand, pointing the quill at the two rushing toward the moon portal.

A sharp spike formed by spatial compression shot rapidly toward them.

Haoxing Jingming originally wanted to block it, but seeing that this attack was actually pure spatial force,

ordinary methods offered no defense at all, and a trace of despair instantly flashed in his eyes.

"It's over..."

The spike was upon them in an instant. At the critical moment, Li Fan separated a wisp of Phantom Reality and channeled it into Haoxing Jingming's body.

Their figures instantly became illusory and ethereal, and the spike passed right through their bodies without harming them in the slightest.

Having dodged the fatal blow, they flew into the moon portal, which then closed and vanished.

Seeing that Li Fan and his companion had indeed successfully escaped, Yu Chang hastily flew to the girl's side.

"Young Mistress, this..."

"The spatial force you unleashed using the feather was actually so easily neutralized by that Human Race junior."

"Such methods..."

"Could he be a junior from some Imperial Clan or Ancient Remnant Tribe out for training?"

The Winged Tribe Girl looked indifferent, staring at where the portal had vanished and pondering silently.

After a moment, she spoke.

"That sword-wielding Human Race junior, though his methods are unpredictable, is likely not."

"Rather, it is the Cultivator I deliberately left behind..."

As she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at the stars twinkling in the sky of the Secret Realm.

"She, on the other hand, seems to possess the Bloodline of some Ancient Remnant Tribe."

"Only, I do not know why her cultivation is so low."

Yu Chang thought of something and asked tentatively,

"Could it be that the Cultivation Technique this person Cultivates is similar to Young Mistress's style?"

The Winged Tribe Girl shook her head gently. No longer dwelling on Li Fan's matter, she raised her hand to draw the mangcang nest grass to herself.

"We can discuss that later; let us attend to business first."

With that, she channeled her own Spiritual Qi into the mangcang nest grass and sent it into the soil of the grassland below.

Within the Secret Realm, the vast stretches of green grass swaying in the wind suddenly came to a standstill.

Centering on the mangcang nest grass buried in the soil, ripples of spiritual power fluctuated outward, and the originally dark grassland emitted a faint, eerie glow.

In the next moment, the green grass everywhere grew wildly, shooting up toward the sky.

Once they reached a certain length, the green grass across the entire Secret Realm gathered frantically, intertwining and weaving together layer by layer.

In just a moment, millions of green wild grasses interwove to form the rudimentary shape of a small grass nest.

This was not yet the end; countless long grasses continued to surge forward endlessly, pouring their own life force into the grass nest.

Until the grass nest was completely solidified and formed, the lush green grassland in the Secret Realm vanished entirely.

The flat, fertile soil turned into yellow sand filling the sky. All around was dead silence and desolation, without a single trace of life remaining.

The Winged Tribe Girl solemnly put away the grass nest, her grand task accomplished.

Beside her, Yu Chang hastily bowed and cupped his hands.

"Congratulations, Young Mistress. With this treasure by your side, your future cultivation will surely progress by leaps and bounds."

The girl nodded slightly.

"I did not expect to actually obtain such a harvest from this trip."

"Stepping into Dao Entry once again should be without obstacle now."

Having said that, she looked at Yu Chang, who was still standing respectfully with a bowed back, and spoke in a casual tone.

"You have performed well this time; the clan will naturally reward you."

"Return with me."

Yu Chang beamed with joy and quickly straightened up.

Both of them flapped their wings and sped off in the direction of the Secret Realm's crack.

However, the Winged Tribe Girl did not notice.

Within this treasure formed by the mangcang nest grass, a wisp of 'Phantom Reality' had completely integrated into it.