412: Chapter 412 Escape

Seeing this, the White-Haired Youth revealed a look of surprise, but it was suppressed in an instant, leaving only coldness in his eyes.

Standing with his hands behind his back, grey Demonic Power flowed around him like silk ribbons as he spoke indifferently, "Not bad. To be able to take a move, I've somewhat underestimated you."

"Then how will you deal with the next move?"

Before his voice had even faded, a wisp of Demonic Power condensed at his fingertip, and he lightly guided it toward the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds billowed like ink, and a silver-white full moon slowly converged from the Void Realm. Within the moonlight was a world-destroying pressure, and the surrounding space rippled violently like water, even twisting and deforming the light.

The previous grey Sword Qi were merely casual probes; this Demonic Moon Divine Ability was the true killing move—a Mahayana Stage Cultivator would have absolutely no chance of blocking it.

Seeing this, Pavilion Master Shen's pupils shrank. In the blink of an eye, he immediately controlled the Star-Patterned Purple-Gold Eagle to dive down.

"Skree—!"

The Purple-Gold Eagle shrieked, its claws condensing brilliant Star Power into two sharp claw-winds, lunging straight for the White-Haired Youth's face, intending to interrupt his spellcasting.

But ideas, after all, could not overcome the gap in strength.

Before the two claw-winds could even get close, they were shattered inch by inch by the majestic pressure radiating from the Demonic Moon. The Purple-Gold Eagle, as if struck by a heavy blow, flew backward with a mournful cry, the star patterns on its wings instantly dimming.

Seeing this, Dongfang Li bit her lower lip, her fingertips turning white from gripping so hard, as she couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

When coming to this Secret Realm, her Revered Master had bestowed upon her three trump cards, each containing her Revered Master's life-essence aura. However, one of them could only be activated after finding the ancient records on the guixu immortal ferry boat.

Could it be that within less than three days of entering the Secret Realm, she would be forced to use all her means by a mere Yao Race Clone?

"Everyone, stay close to me!"

Chen Xuan's solemn voice rang out, interrupting her thoughts.

From the moment they were blocked, he had already understood: a chasm lay between the Tribulation Transcendence Realm and the Mahayana Stage. In the face of absolute strength, any cleverness was futile; only a Heavenly Venerable's means could counter the might of a Wolf Venerable.

Hearing this, the three of them gathered around without hesitation.

Chen Xuan flipped his left hand, and a golden Talisman appeared out of thin air. It was covered in complex spatial patterns and shone with brilliant light; one look was enough to know its extraordinary grade.

"This is the Void-Shattering Divine Travel Talisman; it can help us leave this place instantly!"

Before his voice had even faded, the spiritual power within his body surged into the Talisman. "Protect your minds and activate it with me!"

"You want to escape with a single Talisman? Wishful thinking!"

Desolate Night Wolf Venerable's eyes narrowed. The silver moon in the sky had already finished condensing, and a beam of moonlight as sharp as a blade suddenly slashed down, aiming straight for the figure in white!

"Boom—!"

The Demonic Moon blade struck the golden barrier fiercely. A massive explosion shook the universe, sand and stones flew everywhere, and space vibrated incessantly.

But that golden barrier was as indestructible as the Heavenly Dao of this world. Despite the raging Demonic Power, it remained motionless, without a single flaw.

"Withdraw!"

Chen Xuan shouted sternly. The golden light of the Void-Shattering Divine Travel Talisman surged to its limit, instantly tearing through space to form a deep rift. The four figures were enveloped in golden light, turning into a shooting star that instantly dove into the rift.

Desolate Night Wolf Venerable's second demonic blade followed immediately, but it could only strike empty air, to no avail.

He watched the barrier, which only dissipated into golden dust after the four had escaped, his face turning so dark it seemed it could drip ink. The grey Demonic Power around him raged wildly, shattering all the surrounding sand and stones into powder, clearly venting the frustration in his heart—missing twice was practically a slap in the face in public!

"I'll see just how long you can keep running!"

Cold words were squeezed through his teeth. He was about to turn into a stream of light to pursue them when he suddenly turned his head toward Camel Bell Ferry, his nose twitching slightly as a flash of surprise and suspicion crossed his eyes.

The next moment, his figure flashed, turning into a grey afterimage that disappeared from the spot.

Within just a few breaths, he had returned to Camel Bell Ferry.

The city was now in a mess. The high tower leaned slightly, and a deep hole on the ground was being slowly swallowed by yellow sand. Beside the hole lay two massive Yao Race remains, their chests mangled and their demonic cores already gone.

The White-Haired Youth's face no longer held any trace of calmness; instead, it was replaced by a towering rage:

"What on earth is going on?!"

Meanwhile, ten thousand miles away over the wasteland, a spatial rift suddenly burst open.

Chen Xuan and the others leapt out, staggering to steady themselves. Gu Yunshen and the other two looked at each other, seeing the relief of surviving a disaster in each other's eyes, as well as a lingering fear of the Wolf Venerable's terrifying cultivation base.

"Many thanks to Peak Master Chen for saving us!"

The three of them bowed to Chen Xuan in unison, their voices full of gratitude.

Chen Xuan waved his hand, his gaze scanning the surroundings. "We can't be careless yet. That beast has vast Divine Abilities; no one knows if he will follow the Spatial Fluctuation. If you have anything to mask your aura, it's best to use them all."

As for himself...

Likely due to "System Bro," he had been in a state of restrained aura from beginning to end. Even back when he only had Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivation, no one had ever been able to see through his depth.

Dongfang Li gave a soft hum and brushed her jade finger over her Storage Pouch, taking out a palm-sized bronze mechanical bird.

The bird was exquisitely crafted, with fine patterns engraved on its wings and two pale blue glazed beads set in its eye sockets. It looked lifelike, as if it would take flight at any moment.

She performed a hand seal with one hand, injecting spiritual power into the mechanical bird. The bronze bird instantly spread its wings, let out a crisp cry, and a layer of faint green mist swirled around it.

"This is the Green Mist Hidden Sparrow gifted by my Revered Master," Dongfang Li said, lifting her hand to support the mechanical bird on her palm. The bronze bird took flight, circling above the four of them. "Its only function is to conceal our aura and block Divine Soul detection. However, its duration is limited—it can last five days at most, after which it must rest for three days and be injected with sufficient spiritual power before it can be used again."

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up, and he praised, "Good stuff! I didn't expect your Sect to have such a treasure."

Seeing this, Gu Yunshen smiled and chimed in, "If Peak Master Chen is interested, I will gift you one after this Secret Realm journey ends."

Establishing good relations with the Dao Seeking Sect was definitely a profitable venture—whether it was this Peak Master Chen's cultivation Realm or the background revealed by that previous Talisman, he was worth befriending.

"Then I won't decline."

Chen Xuan smiled slightly, thinking to himself: Just used a Talisman gifted by Mystic Talisman Heavenly Venerable, and now I can get a mechanical bird made by Heavenly Venerable Mogong. This is what you call good connections!

Pavilion Master Shen sighed, his expression grave. "Now that we're targeted by that beast, we'll have to find another way to gather information about the guixu immortal ferry boat."

"Before that..." Dongfang Li's eyes flickered as she suggested, "Let's regroup with Qing Yan and the others first. The danger of this Secret Realm far exceeds our imagination; we must not be careless again."

"We can't let these young sprouts of the Sect suffer any losses."

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, his tone certain. "Follow me. The location they are in now is very safe, and as for gathering information, perhaps we can learn about that as well."

Pavilion Master Shen and Gu Yunshen looked at each other and both nodded in agreement. The group concealed their auras and moved quickly toward the meeting point.