36: Chapter 36 Summoning

Wang Chen said no more, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as his divine sense instantly connected to the scout floating eye at the edge of the battlefield.

"Do it!"

A silent command was issued, and the Red-Eye Floating Eye, which had been hidden in the clouds and responsible for monitoring the battlefield, suddenly darted out from its concealment.

It deliberately deviated from its hidden path, flying brazenly towards the direction of the Blood Killing Hall assassins, its body flashing with red light, completely exposing its own trail.

"What is that?!"

The leader of the assassins, who was just about to deliver a lethal blow to Wang Chen, instantly sensed this weak energy fluctuation and looked up to see the Red-Eye floating device suspended in the air, his eyes darkening abruptly.

"It's Wang Chen's scout floating eye! There was actually a fish that slipped through the net; destroy it!"

This group of assassins operated in secrecy and feared leaving behind any video evidence, so they immediately roared in anger, dispatching three assassins who unhesitatingly unleashed three sinister ability attacks, striking fiercely at the Red-Eye Floating Eye.

Wang Chen was waiting for this exact moment; he controlled the floating eye to seemingly dodge in a panic, but intentionally slowed down by half a beat, allowing a flash of ability energy to strike its chassis!

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the red light on the surface of the Red-Eye Floating Eye dimmed, cracks appeared on its chassis, and it lost power, falling like a kite with a broken string, tumbling crookedly towards the bluestone where Mo Yufei was hiding.

It landed just right in the grass not far from his feet, retaining only a sliver of weak navigation power, yet the positioning signal built into the chassis was still quietly operating.

At the same time, Wang Chen deliberately mobilized his spiritual energy to create an aura of panicked flight and turned to dash deep into the secret realm.

He intentionally left behind a clear trail and let out a low shout, drawing the attention of the assassins: "Want to destroy me? Not so easy!"

"Chase him! That's someone from the Alliance; we can't let him escape, or our plan will definitely be exposed!" The assassin leader's expression changed drastically.

He didn't have time to check the floating eye from just now and immediately took the remaining assassins to chase frantically, instantly moving away from this area of the valley.

In just an instant, the battlefield that had been filled with flashing blades was left in a mess.

Mo Yufei hid behind the bluestone, using his Soul Talent to conceal his aura; if it weren't for Wang Chen's floating eye spotting him, he wouldn't have been discovered.

Now that the group of assassins had gone far away, he hurriedly poked his head out, walked quickly to the edge of the grass, bent down, and picked up the Red-Eye Floating Eye with its damaged shell and dim red light.

A slight, cool metallic sensation came from Mo Yufei's palm; although the floating eye was damaged, it still clung to his palm, transmitting a faint, warm sensation as the navigation chip built into the chassis automatically activated.

An extremely fine red beam of light shot out, pointing towards the exit of the secret realm, precisely executing the command Wang Chen had left behind to guide him along the escape route.

Mo Yufei gripped the floating eye in his hand tightly, looked up in the direction Wang Chen had left, and felt a heaviness in his heart.

Mo Yufei looked down at the Red-Eye Floating Eye covered in cracks in his palm, and after a long while, let out a soft, long sigh.

Wang Chen was a complete stranger, yet he was willing to risk himself to cover his retreat, entrusting the only chance of survival and the hope for rescue entirely to him.

If he were to just walk away now, standing idly by and letting the other person fall into the assassins' deadly trap, he truly couldn't do it.

His hesitation faded, and his mind was made up.

To prevent any accidents along the way and avoid the plan collapsing halfway, Mo Yufei raised his hand and called out softly, and two contract marks glowed faintly.

Two figures appeared instantly beside him.

Xiao Hei, covered in jet-black fur with a sturdy build, lay quietly on the ground without a hint of panic.

On the other side, the Parrot Benboba flapped its colorful wings, tilted its head, and looked at this secret realm valley full of the remnants of war with round, curious eyes full of novelty.

This was a rule they had agreed upon long ago: once the outside environment was not extremely dangerous, or when it was time to help, he could summon them to accompany him.

Mo Yufei looked at the noisy yet sharp-witted Benboba, slowly loosened his fingers, and handed over the Red-Eye Floating Eye, which had a faint red light and its own navigation to the secret realm exit.

"Benboba, I'm leaving this to you."

Mo Yufei lowered his voice and instructed, "Follow the guidance of the floating eye, fly all the way out of the secret realm boundary, and after reaching the outside world, find a safe, high place to leave it; it will automatically send out a distress signal."

The Parrot Benboba was highly intelligent and immediately understood the instruction; it grabbed the small floating eye firmly with its claws, flapped its wings, and a faint aura of Wind Blade swirled around its body.

"Don't worry, Boss, leave it to me, no problem!" Benboba's voice grew more and more distant.

Xiao Hei stood silently by Mo Yufei's side, eyes alert, responsible for guarding against any remaining hidden dangers in the surroundings, ready at any time to defend against a surprise attack from any remaining assassins.

Benboba gripped the floating eye, took one last look at the battlefield behind it, and without further hesitation, flapped its wings to take flight, following the red guiding light path projected by the floating eye, flying rapidly towards the exit of the secret realm, its figure agile, using the forest vegetation to conceal its trail as it quietly flew away.

After watching Benboba flap its wings and disappear into the depths of the dense forest, Mo Yufei cast aside his distracting thoughts, his expression turning completely serious.

Beside him, Xiao Hei's beast eyes glowed slightly as it consciously moved closer to Mo Yufei's side, its body tensed, constantly on guard against hidden dangers in the surroundings.

Mo Yufei took a deep breath, suppressed the concerns in his heart, and without further delay, followed the traces Wang Chen had left behind when he retreated, stepping out to pursue in the direction where the other had led the assassins away.

He was of ordinary constitution and had no foundation in cultivation, so he dared not move too fast, relying on the cover of ancient trees and scattered rocks, carefully making his way through the secret realm's mountains and forests.

In the forest ahead, there was a faint lingering of intense killing intent and the aftermath of battle; it was not hard to imagine that Wang Chen was currently being tightly pursued by the assassins, his situation precarious.

Xiao Hei followed quietly at his feet, its sense of smell keen, constantly screening for abnormal movements along the way, and whenever there was the slightest movement of a strange aura, it would silently warn him through their soul link.

Following the messy footprints, lingering energy residue, and thick killing intent along the way, Mo Yufei and Xiao Hei quickly traveled through the dense forest of the secret realm, and it didn't take long before they successfully caught up with their target.

In an open clearing in the forest ahead, the battle had already fallen into a desperate situation.

Wang Chen was tightly surrounded by several assassins, his robes damaged in many places, his body covered in fine bloody scratches, his breathing rising and falling violently.

He relied on several floating tech spheres around him to barely defend himself, laser beams shooting out continuously to block the layers of sinister attacks coming at him, but he was outnumbered, and the long flight and struggle had already exhausted most of his energy and stamina, his defensive circle growing thinner and thinner as he retreated step by step.

The ground was in a mess, with broken branches and dried bloodstains visible everywhere; the assassins wearing ghost-face masks pressed in step by step, their moves sinister and tricky, completely sealing off all his paths of retreat.

Mo Yufei immediately stopped, shrinking into the shadow of a thick ancient tree, holding his breath and focusing, his gaze locked firmly onto the scene.

Beside him, Xiao Hei's fur was tensed, its pitch-black eyes staring fixedly at the group of ghost-faced masked assassins, waiting for Mo Yufei's command.