302: Hong Tianyu, escape

Chen Tiankuang, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but say, "Dog, I seriously suspect you're brainwashing him!"

The Big Yellow Dog glanced at him dismissively and casually said, "Be confident, I am!"

Shi Zhenxiang: ???

"Since that's the case, then let's leave. Farewell!"

Lin Yan nodded at the Divine Martial Sect Master and handed him a jade talisman, telling him to crush it if he encountered a crisis.

Feng Jue thanked him profusely, watching as the flying sect, which covered the sky, disappeared into the horizon.

Lin Yan walked over to Chen Tiankuang and asked, "You know the Immortal Realm quite well. Is there a suitable place for us to settle down?"

The latter pondered for a moment, then, as if suddenly remembering something, chuckled, "Yes, it's said that there are many Immortal Lord-level forces there, and it's relatively prosperous, far from comparable to this border region."

Although these continents under the Divine Martial Sect also had numerous strong cultivators, that was only in comparison to the lower realms, placing them at the edge of the Immortal Realm.

The place Chen Tiankuang spoke of was a vast domain, an endless distance from the Cangling Continent, governing countless continents. That was the true land of prosperity.

However, although Lin Yan could reach his destination at a faster speed, he didn't do so. Instead, he flew over vast continents, experiencing the differences in various regions.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, three years had passed. During this period, the originally grand yet desolate Chang Sheng Sect finally became lively.

This was because everyone in the Time Tower had emerged from their seclusion, and their cultivation had all broken through to the Immortal Dao domain, the True Immortal Realm.

Upon realizing that the sect they were in would be their future base, they each began to choose their residences.

The Chang Sheng Sect moved rapidly, suspended high in the sky, while Lin Yan, the Big Yellow Dog, and Chen Tiankuang stood on the mountain peak, overlooking the vast region before them.

Chen Tiankuang gave a charmingly evil smile and said, "We've arrived."

"Hongtian Domain, I'm here!"

Hearing this, the Big Yellow Dog asked in surprise, "Big Fool, judging by that, you've been to this place before?"

The former ignored the address and said with a touch of pride, "Of course, this lord has quite a reputation in this place and has left behind many deeds. Just wait for me to lead the way."

"Really?"

The Big Yellow Dog didn't quite believe him, feeling that something was off.

"You don't believe me?"

Chen Tiankuang saw the look of extreme doubt on his face and said, displeased.

Lin Yan's divine sense swept across, and he could indeed clearly feel that the living beings in this region were generally much stronger than those he encountered along the way.

Indeed, no matter where, the closer to the center, the more powerful it became.

His vast divine sense directly located an uninhabited mountain range, and the enormous sect landed on the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

Everyone in the sect knew they had reached their destination and constantly scanned their surroundings, finding themselves deep within a dense forest, faintly hearing the roars of beasts, very primitive... This region was Qingming Continent, governed by the Hongtian Domain, with countless sects, even vaster than the Cangling Continent where the Divine Martial Sect was located.

Soon after the Chang Sheng Sect settled, a neighboring sect was suffering a devastating blow, with almost everyone in the sect massacred.

Countless disciples turned into blood mist and dissipated. In a critical moment, their Sect Master used a secret technique to unleash double the power, forcibly sending a group of people out.

One young man's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down his face as he watched the destruction of his sect, being forcibly taken away by several strong cultivators.

A Middle-aged man, enveloped in a bloody aura, blasted the Sect Master of this sect, snorted coldly, and led his subordinates, seemingly searching for something.

But as his subordinates reported, his face gradually turned somewhat grim.

He suddenly looked in one direction, his eyes filled with killing intent, having used some unknown method.

A bloodthirsty smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and then he disappeared.

Two Middle-aged men and an old man were rapidly fleeing with a distraught young man, streaking across the sky like a meteor.

They were all covered in blood, their auras somewhat unstable, but their expressions were extremely anxious, not daring to stop.

"Damn Ghost Fiend Sect, I will not rest until you are destroyed!"

The leading old man's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, his face filled with sorrow.

"Second Elder, where do we go now? They will soon discover that the item isn't in the sect, and they might already be in pursuit. Where should we go?"

A Middle-aged man gritted his teeth, looking at the old man beside him with some uncertainty.

The other Middle-aged man didn't speak, but the hatred in his eyes was almost palpable. Then, he looked at the young man beside him with some worry.

The old man, referred to as the Second Elder, was also indecisive for a moment, only able to take one step at a time, a hint of despair rising in his heart.

If the other party discovered their tracks and caught up, they wouldn't be able to escape far at all.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he said in a deep voice, "Go to the Dao Guardian Alliance. I have an old friend there, and our relationship is not shallow. With his deterrence, the Ghost Fiend Sect will not dare to act rashly."

"But it's still a long way from here. I hope there's enough time!"

Hearing this, the other two Middle-aged men nodded. There was no better solution now; they could only cling to this sliver of hope.

Fortunately, the subsequent journey was calm, and everything seemed to go smoothly. However, the Second Elder felt an inexplicable unease, his brows furrowed, and he occasionally looked behind him.

As luck would have it, their escape route at this moment led them near the Chang Sheng Sect, beneath them a vast, boundless forest.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind, causing the expressions of several people to change drastically as they felt an extremely powerful pressure and killing intent.

They dared not delay, quickly accelerating their speed, frantically burning the spiritual energy within their bodies, but the threat behind them was constantly closing in.

A Scarred Man, enveloped in a monstrous killing aura, led his subordinates, watching the fleeing group ahead unhurriedly, a cold sneer in his heart.

He didn't immediately give chase, but instead adopted a cat-and-mouse posture, wanting them to experience the arrival of death and crush their mental defenses.

Soon, the Second Elder realized the other party's intention, and a hint of despair appeared on his face. Was heaven going to destroy them?

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked towards the east, discovering a magnificent sect, shrouded in immortal light, standing there at some unknown point, inspiring awe in people's hearts.

In just a moment, he made a bold decision: to flee towards the location of that sect, attempting to seek help.

At this moment, they were like people about to drown, wanting to grasp at anything that could keep them alive, no matter how slim the hope.

Most importantly, he had a premonition that this mysterious sect might be able to save them in their time of crisis.

At least, for now, this was the only method that offered a glimmer of hope for their survival; otherwise, once caught, they would undoubtedly die.

Soon, he led the three closer to this unknown sect. The closer they got, the more they felt a majestic and dignified aura, and their hearts couldn't help but become a little excited.

The Scarred Man pursuing them from behind watched them coldly, a hint of mockery mixed in his eyes. In his opinion, this was nothing more than a dying struggle.

"Who goes there!"

A deep voice, carrying a powerful pressure, reverberated across the heavens and earth, completely stopping the old man and the others.