Chapter 433 The Territory of the Corpse Clan

Danger!!

After Yan Chu unleashed a strike of the Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, he not only felt no relief, but instead sensed an even more urgent threat approaching.

Every cell in his body was sounding an alarm.

This was the natural sensing of crisis that came after one's martial arts cultivation reached a profound level.

The higher the cultivation, the more profound the understanding of how the Laws of heaven and earth operated.

Therefore, Yan Chu turned and fled without hesitation.

He had no intention of following up with another strike.

Given the strength those two Sages had displayed, attempting a follow-up strike would be completely ineffective; once the opponents were on guard, they would not allow him to land a second strike.

The Saint Realm cultivation was indeed a watershed.

The gap between those above the Saint Realm and those below was like a chasm; it was no wonder that in the history of the Yuanqing Holy Realm, there had never been a record of someone in the Divine Ability Realm killing a Saint Realm expert.

He could already count himself as having broken history.

Moreover...

He looked at the demonic saber Tiger Soul in his hand.

At this moment, the blade was firmly attached to his hand, and the Origin Qi in his Qi Sea was continuously being absorbed by it, as if it were gulping down water like a whale.

That previous strike had left the Sage half-dead, but it had failed to let Tiger Soul absorb any vital blood or Divine Soul, forcing it to replenish its consumption using his own cultivation power.

Yan Chu's entire body was shrouded in a faint green light, with the Supreme Daluo Heaven running to its limit and green spirit patterns flickering; his understanding of the erratic nature of wind had deepened.

At this moment, he was a streak of wind that was fast to the extreme.

His target was the Corpse Clan territory, located over two hundred thousand li to the east of Wuyun Ridge.

The Fusheng Domain was just one of the Domains bordering the Corpse Clan.

There had not been any large-scale wars between the two Domains for hundreds of years, only some sporadic minor frictions.

From the discussions in Yunqi City that day, he could see the fear the local Cultivators of Yunqi City felt toward the Corpse Clan.

The danger behind him was closing in.

At a time like this, other than fleeing to the Corpse Clan territory, Yan Chu could not think of any other good solution.

As the people chasing him were Sages, if they were to step into the Corpse Clan's territory, they would likely be immediately discovered by zombies of the same level; Yan Chu was betting that they would not dare to pursue him inside.

Boom!!!

A strong sound of breaking the air spread in all directions, as several streaks of light swept across the horizon, their powerful auras making the living beings below tremble in fear.

"Little beast!! Die for this old man!!!"

Hundreds of miles away, Zhao Yuanren sensed Yan Chu's figure and, unwilling to wait any longer, struck out with a palm from afar.

Whoosh!! Swish!!!

The sound of crashing waves echoed in the Void Realm, and beneath Zhao Yuanren's palm, a vast blue ocean suddenly appeared, stretching for hundreds to thousands of miles, with waves surging upward and a majestic, continuous palm pressure rolling forward.

The moon over the vast sea sheds tears like pearls, the sun warms the blue fields where jade gives rise to smoke.

The Zhao family's ancestral Cultivation Technique was the Vast Sea Moon Bright Heart Sutra.

The palm technique he was currently unleashing was precisely the Vast Sea Flowing Palm from this divine technique.

Unleashed with his cultivation, it directly manifested a vast ocean using the power of Law.

Of course, this ocean was not real.

But in the eyes of others, it was impossible to distinguish truth from falsehood.

What was even more chilling was the monstrous destructive power contained within the vast sea; destroying cities, uprooting mountains, and flooding thousands of miles of plains were all within its capability.

Clang!!

Yan Chu's expression was solemn; feeling the surging waves behind him, the Tiger Soul saber in his hand let out a resonant clang, and the soul of the War Tiger was reignited.

Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying - Breaking Sea!

Surging — Devour!!!

Surging Saber Intent surrounded Yan Chu, and the fierce aura of the Tiger Soul saber superimposed with the Saber Intent, blooming with endless sharpness.

Boom!!!

The terrifying saber radiance slashed down with a roar, as if the tsunami waves had been turned to his own use; every spray of water was a terrifying Saber Qi, crazily shredding the entire vast sea.

Rumble!!!

The great waves collided and struck each other, sounding like thunder echoing in the high sky; the impact force formed by the collision was directed downward, and the earth instantly became devastated.

Crack!

A large mountain in the distance split open, and as countless saber lights and the vast sea's magic power rushed in, it crumbled into powder.

This terrifying sharpness of the Dao of the saber actually forced even Zhao Yuanren, a veteran Sage, to retreat.

The entire vast sea was split in two from the middle.

His palm power was shredded into a mess by this Saber Intent, failing to kill Yan Chu with a single strike.

However, the residual palm power still landed on Yan Chu, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and sending him flying dozens of miles away.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Yan Chu turned and continued to flee wildly.

In the blink of an eye, he had escaped another thousand miles away.

"What a little beast!! You can actually take a palm strike from me and not die?!!"

"Then I cannot let you live!!!"

The killing intent around Zhao Yuanren became even more intense.

Now it was not just about the vengeance for his son's death, but also the talent and strength Yan Chu had displayed.

If he had such capability in the Divine Ability Realm, what would happen once he achieved a Breakthrough to the Saint Realm?

Since this child was already an enemy of his Zhao family, he must nip the trouble in the bud!

Dong Ting and the other person following behind exchanged a glance, and both could see the shock in the other's eyes.

They had thought that the previous saber strike was already this kid's strongest move, and after that strike, he would inevitably be exhausted.

They had not expected him to have such a terrifying saber technique, which was different from the one just displayed, and was likewise a supreme Divine Ability of the Dao of the saber.

What on earth was his background?

Unanimously, they also firmed up their intention to kill Yan Chu in their hearts.

Since they had already offended him, they had to offend him to the end.

There was no room for any turning back.

"Not good! This little beast wants to flee to the Corpse Clan territory!!"

Suddenly, the Tianxing Sect Sage, Guo Xun, pinched his fingers to calculate and exclaimed.

In the short time they had been chasing, they had already moved over one hundred thousand li away from Wuyun Ridge, and they were less than one hundred thousand li away from the Guqiu Domain where the Corpse Clan was located.

"What? Then hurry and chase!"

Without needing Dong Ting's reminder, Zhao Yuanren had already disappeared from the spot with a gloomy expression, his dharma robe rustling, and with a single breath, he was a thousand miles away.

Yan Chu rode the flowing wind, and his speed was naturally extremely fast.

But in front of a Sage who had mastered Laws, he was still somewhat inferior.

A moment later, that feeling of having a thorn in his back appeared behind him again.

Yan Chu had already put Tiger Soul into his inventory slot.

After two consecutive moves, this demonic saber had not received any replenishment and was devouring his Origin Qi wantonly, causing his Qi Sea to shrink by nearly a circle.

At this moment, the Corpse Clan territory in the distance was in sight.

Rolling gray Qi rushed into the sky, the world was dim, the sun and moon were without light, and the entire Domain was locked down by thick black fog.

Even the Wisdom Dharma Eye was affected.

It was a land of death that the living would never wish to set foot in.

Now, this place had become Yan Chu's only path to survival.

"Want to escape? Today I will make sure you die without a burial place! You shall never be reincarnated!"

Zhao Yuanren roared hideously, his killing intent boiling, and his messy hair flying.

Following his long howl, a white light flew out of his mouth, transforming into a pure white moon wheel, crossing thousands of miles in an instant, spinning as it slashed toward Yan Chu's body.

This was his life-bound Saint Weapon, the Moon Wheel.

After martial arts cultivation reached the Saint Realm, the improvement of cultivation was slow, and over the long years, the vast majority of Sages would choose to refine a Saint Weapon to improve their own combat power.

But refining a Saint Weapon was not easy; not only did it require extremely precious Saint-Grade Materials, but it also needed to be nurtured by the sun and moon to reach the level of being intertwined with the wielder's life.

Dong Ting and Guo Xun had been Sages for over two thousand years, yet they still did not have a Saint Weapon, using only their former Semi-Saint Weapons.