55: Chapter 55 Blood God Pill Helps Yao Yao Escape, Li Tianxing Pursues Her to the Brink of Despair

"Take a gamble."

Gu Han lunged toward the well.

Just as he was about to leap down, he stopped.

"No, this is too obvious."

"Even a fool could see it."

Thinking of this, Gu Han casually picked up a few small stones and tossed them inside.

"Hopefully, this will delay him a bit."

"Don't catch up so quickly."

Immediately, Gu Han vaulted out of the courtyard and continued sprinting elsewhere.

Gu Han sped through the narrow alleyways, the wind whistling in his ears.

"Little Beast, you cannot escape."

Li Tianxing's voice kept coming from behind.

"Damn it, if this keeps up, I'll be caught sooner or later."

Gu Han gritted his teeth, his mind racing to think of a countermeasure.

A fork in the road appeared ahead. Gu Han's eyes flashed as he suddenly remembered the layout of the Imperial City; the west side was a slum with a labyrinthine network of roads.

The east side was where the major factions gathered, and there should be many experts still searching for the fragments of the blood river netherworld blade there.

"Since I can't shake him off, I'll use a borrowed knife to kill."

"Let you dogs bite each other."

A ruthless look flashed in Gu Han's eyes, and he suddenly turned toward the east.

"Boom."

A blood-colored palm print grazed Gu Han's hem and slammed into the wall, sending stone shards flying.

Gu Han's back burned with pain, but he dared not stop. He circulated his Nine Hells True Qi crazily, increasing his speed by another thirty percent.

"Damn, that's like heavy artillery!"

"Why did this brat suddenly run toward the east?"

Li Tianxing frowned slightly, but soon sneered.

"Seeking your own death! The east side is full of my Blood God Cult members."

Gu Han seemed to hear Li Tianxing's inner thoughts, and a cold smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He swiped his right hand across the pouch at his waist, took out the last two blood god pills, and swallowed them without hesitation.

"Boom."

The Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, and a violent energy exploded within his body.

The dark gold patterns beneath Gu Han's skin writhed like living creatures, and his muscles and bones made "cracking" sounds.

His speed surged again, nearly turning him into a blur.

Li Tianxing's pupils constricted, his expression turning gloomy.

"How does this brat have my cult's secret medicine?"

"Could it be that those old immortals sent him to disrupt the Li Family's plans?"

In this moment of hesitation, Gu Han had already opened up some distance.

He took many twists and turns, specifically vaulting over the courtyards of wealthy families.

"The Chu Family Old Ancestor and that group are still in the East District; that should be enough to give this Little Bastard a headache."

Gu Han's figure shuttled between the eaves like a phantom, the energy from the two blood god pills in his body pushing his speed to the limit.

Li Tianxing's aura behind him drew closer and closer, the pressure of a Nirvana Realm expert feeling tangible, making his chest feel stifled.

"Little Beast, stop right there!"

A blood-colored palm print tore through the air. Gu Han dodged to the side, the palm wind grazing his shoulder, causing a burning pain.

He used the momentum to roll into the courtyard below, crashing through a wooden window into the house.

An old couple inside was scared pale, and Gu Han casually tossed some silver coins.

"Old folks, my apologies."

"This is to compensate you."

Before he finished speaking, the roof exploded, and Li Tianxing descended from the air, his blood-colored robe flapping loudly.

"Let's see where you can run now."

Yet a cold smirk tugged at the corner of Gu Han's mouth, and he suddenly turned and smashed into the wall.

At the same time, he tore off a piece of cloth to cover his face.

With a "boom," amidst flying bricks and stones, he broke straight through the wall and charged into the most bustling street of the East District.

On the street at this moment, Zen Master Liao Chen was leading three Buddhist Disciples in a standoff against two Blood God Cult Elders.

Not far away, the Chu Family's Third Ancestor, Chu Kuang, held a nine-dragon golden staff, coldly watching the situation on the field.

"Blood God Cult scum!"

Gu Han roared at the top of his lungs the moment he rushed out.

"The fragment of the blood river netherworld blade is with me; come and take it if you have the ability!"

This shout was like a thunderclap; the entire street fell silent instantly, and everyone's gaze shot toward him in unison.

Seeing this, Gu Han immediately threw out the broken saber he had earlier.

The saber body traced a silver arc in the moonlight.

"You're courting death!"

Li Tianxing shouted angrily, his blood-colored robe billowing without wind as the pressure of the Nirvana Realm spread out.

Gu Han, however, took advantage of this split second to flash into the crowd like a phantom.

"Stop him!"

In his rage, Li Tianxing struck out with a palm, and a blood-colored palm print whistled over.

"Boom."

A pit a zhang deep exploded in the center of the street; stone shards flew, and over a dozen monks instantly turned into blood mist.

"Li Tianxing!"

"Your Blood God Cult is being too arrogant!"

"Killing my Disciples!"

"Tonight, this old monk shall subdue the demons and eliminate the devils!"

Zen Master Liao Chen's eyes widened in anger, and he slammed his Zen staff heavily onto the ground. A circle of golden Buddhist light rippled out, completely neutralizing the subsequent blood-colored palm print.

Gu Han glanced back and saw this, feeling a slight relief in his heart.

He had gambled correctly; these Righteous Path experts would never sit by and watch the Blood God Cult obtain the fragments of the blood river netherworld blade.

"Bald donkey, get lost!"

Li Tianxing's face was twisted, and the vertical eye on his forehead shone with intense blood light.

"That brat stole my cult's supreme treasure; he must be killed tonight!"

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Liao Chen pressed his palms together, and the three Buddhist Disciples behind him formed hand seals simultaneously. A phantom of a golden Buddhist bell enveloped half the street.

"Benefactor Li, your killing intent is too heavy. Why not return with this old monk?"

"Go into seclusion to worship the Buddha, and let this old monk use Buddhist Dharma to purify your baleful Qi."

Gu Han took the opportunity to slip into a small alley, and the blade handle fragment on his chest suddenly became intensely hot.

He let out a muffled groan, feeling a violent energy coursing through his Meridians and throughout his body.

"Damn it, why is this ghost thing acting up at this time..."

It turned out that the fragments were attracting each other.

Immediately, he endured the severe pain, circulating his Nine Hells True Qi crazily in an attempt to suppress this energy.

The dark gold patterns on his skin flickered, and his muscles and bones emitted faint cracking sounds.

Violent energy fluctuations came from behind; clearly, Li Tianxing and Zen Master Liao Chen had already clashed.

Gu Han dared not stop. He bit the tip of his tongue to stay conscious and continued fleeing deeper into the East District.

Not long after Gu Han left, the sounds of fighting came from behind.

"Boom."

An earth-shattering roar erupted on the East District street.

The shockwave generated by the collision of golden Buddhist light and blood-colored Devilish Qi destroyed all the buildings within a hundred zhang radius.

Gu Han used the push of this shockwave to shoot into a dark alley like an arrow released from a bow.

The blade handle fragment on his chest was as hot as fire, and the dark gold patterns writhed crazily beneath his skin.

"Damn it, why is this ghost thing getting hotter and hotter?"

Gu Han gritted his teeth and groaned, the energy of the two blood god pills in his body intertwining with the blood-colored energy released by the blade handle, stirring up raging storms within his Meridians.

Enduring the severe pain, he took many turns through several alleys, only to suddenly discover two figures standing at the end of the alley ahead.

Their blood-colored robes flapping, they were none other than Blood God Cult Disciples.

"Found you, Little Bastard."

The lead Blood God Cult Disciple grinned and raised his hand, a ball of blood-colored flame condensing in his palm.

"Hand over the fragment of the blood river netherworld blade, and I'll give you a quick death."

Gu Han's expression was grave; there was a blockade ahead and pursuers behind, and at this moment, the energy in his body was running wild, leaving him with no strength to fight again.

"You want it?"

"Come and take it yourself."

Gu Han suddenly roared, his right hand slamming violently toward the location of the blade handle on his chest.

With this strike, the blade handle seemed to be stimulated, suddenly erupting with a circle of blood-colored ripples.

"Hum."

Wherever the ripples passed, the two Blood God Cult Disciples were struck as if by lightning, fine beads of blood seeping from every pore on their bodies.

They discovered in terror that the blood inside their own bodies was uncontrollably boiling!

"Ah!"

"My blood..."

"Ah!"

Amidst their screams, Gu Han passed between the two like a phantom, his fists striking like lightning, instantly crushing their throats.

[Slaying a sinful person, plundering 120 remaining remnants of fate]

[Slaying a sinful person, plundering 135 remaining remnants of fate]

Two cold prompt texts floated before his eyes, but Gu Han had not yet had time to notice them.

Li Tianxing's furious roar already came from behind.