102: Chapter 102 What is Despair?

The world-breaking talisman is a masterpiece by a runemaster!

And runemasters are the scarcest profession in the Cultivation world, a hundred times rarer than Alchemists or Artifact Refiners!

A runemaster capable of crafting a world-breaking talisman is even more one-in-a-million!

This item is often a priceless treasure that cannot be bought, yet to think it was actually used by a Devil Cultivator to escape!

"Damn it! Let him get away!"

Lei Wanjun roared, his giant axe slashing fiercely toward the Void Realm, but that silver figure had already vanished without a trace.

"Pursue!"

Palace Master reacted the fastest. She was not as shocked by the existence of the world-breaking talisman as Lei Wanjun; instead, she immediately transformed into a stream of light and pursued in the direction Chen Ye had fled.

Dongfang Mingyue followed closely behind.

"Lanxin, wait for me!"

However, the moment Palace Master rose to leave, her gaze swept over the spot where the silver light had vanished, and she frowned slightly.

"Strange..."

An inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart.

Although that figure just now had been shrouded in silver light, making it impossible to see their face, the posture of their flight, and the trace of panic and disarray in it...

…actually made her feel a hint of familiarity.

"This feeling..."

Palace Master shook her head, suppressing that trace of doubt deep in her heart.

"Impossible. Chen Ye has already had his cultivation crippled, how could he possibly be here? Besides, this Devilish Qi is so dense, it absolutely cannot be him."

"I must be overthinking it."

She hesitated no longer, fully driving her spiritual power, transforming into a cyan stream of light, and followed closely behind.

"Devil Head! Do not run!"

The three's angry roars echoed through the night sky of Huadu.

Meanwhile, Chen Ye was sprinting desperately.

He did not know how far he had run, only that the three tyrannical auras behind him were clinging to him like a curse, refusing to let go.

"Damn it! Why are these people pursuing so closely!"

Chen Ye was both shocked and angry.

He had originally thought that by using the world-breaking talisman, he could shake off his pursuers, but he hadn't expected these three to be so fast!

"Elder Ming, what should I do? If this continues, I will be caught!"

"Don't panic! Run toward the outside of the city! Once we are out of the city, the terrain is complex, and we will have a chance to shake them off!"

Elder Ming instructed in his mind.

Chen Ye gritted his teeth, adjusted his direction, and headed straight for the outskirts of Huadu.

He did not know that behind him, Palace Master was watching his back, the doubt in her eyes growing deeper.

"That back... who exactly is it?"

"Why... do I feel that he looks so much like that Chen Ye whose cultivation I crippled?"

Palace Master thought about it, then felt it was unlikely.

If that person really were Chen Ye, and he possessed a world-breaking talisman, then back at Qingxin Palace when she was going to cripple his cultivation, Chen Ye could have just used the world-breaking talisman to escape.

Furthermore, according to what Lei Wanjun said, this person's strength was at least at the Nascent Soul stage, so how could it be Chen Ye?

At this moment, Dongfang Mingyue urged: "Lanxin, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and follow!"

Palace Master temporarily suppressed her doubts, circulated her spiritual power, and hurriedly followed.

...

Chen Ye fled in a panic, sprinting all the way towards the outside of the city.

Finally, the three terrifying auras that had been following him like shadows, after getting further and further away, gradually disappeared into the vast night.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Chen Ye leaned against a dead tree, gasping for air, cold sweat already soaking his back.

"Finally shook them off..." A trace of relief at having survived a disaster just rose in his heart.

"Why are you running so fast? The game has only just begun."

A playful and cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Chen Ye's whole body stiffened abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply.

He slowly raised his head, and in the darkness ahead, saw a slender figure leaning lazily against a tree trunk, arms crossed over his chest, looking at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Moonlight spilled onto that person's face, revealing a countenance that Chen Ye hated to the bone.

"Wang... Ming!!"

Chen Ye gritted his teeth, the terror in his eyes instantly turning into monstrous rage. "It's you! You are the one behind all of this!"

Wang Ming straightened his body, slowly brushed the dust off his sleeves, and a mocking arc curled at the corners of his mouth: "Being wanted by the whole city, hunted by three great experts like a stray dog, this feeling... doesn't feel good, right?"

"You framed me!" Chen Ye stared at him fixedly, fists clenched tight, nails digging deep into his palms. "Those extermination cases, they weren't done by me at all!"

"Is it important whether you did it or not?" Wang Ming spread his hands, looking innocent as he said, "Anyway, now everyone in Huadu thinks that the murderous Devil Head is you, Chen Ye. Congratulations, you've finally become famous."

"Wang Ming!!"

Chen Ye roared, his reason completely snapping.

He finally understood that from the moment he stepped into Huadu, he had already fallen into a trap meticulously laid by Wang Ming.

"Since you want me to take the blame so much, then I will let you see just what a real Devil Head is capable of!"

A red light surged in Chen Ye's eyes, and the Devilish Qi around his body instantly boiled.

Following his loud shout, a burst of extremely yin, extremely soft, yet incomparably violent Devilish Qi instantly erupted from his body.

His figure suddenly became blurry, his speed reaching the extreme, leaving behind trails of afterimages in place.

"Hmm? A little interesting."

Wang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise appearing in his eyes.

After falling into the devil's path, had Chen Ye actually cultivated the Sunflower Manual to this extent?

"Of all the martial arts in the world, only speed is unbreakable!"

Chen Ye's figure appeared before Wang Ming like a ghost, a pitch-black short sword appearing in his hand at some unknown moment, carrying a piercing sound as it cut through the air, stabbing straight at Wang Ming's throat!

This sword strike was as fast as lightning, and extremely ruthless!

"So fast!"

Wang Ming secretly praised in his heart, tapped his feet lightly, and his figure drifted backward.

However, Chen Ye's speed was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Chen Ye's figure twisted strangely in mid-air, reappearing before him like a teleportation, the short sword carrying sinister Devilish Qi, sealing off all his paths of retreat!

"Is this the Sunflower Manual after falling into the devil's path? It is indeed wicked enough."

A cold glint flashed in Wang Ming's eyes, and he no longer held back.

"However, speed alone cannot kill me!"

He formed seals with both hands, and the spiritual power within his body instantly erupted.

A spiritual power even more massive than Chen Ye's surged out from Wang Ming's body, instantly transforming into a barrier that blocked Chen Ye's fatal strike.

"Clang!!"

A piercing sound of metal clashing rang out.

Chen Ye only felt a massive force strike him, the webbing between his thumb and index finger splitting, and the short sword almost flew out of his hand.

He used the force to fly backward, landing several feet away, his face full of disbelief.

"How is it possible... how could your strength be so strong?!"

Wang Ming shook his slightly numb arm, looked at Chen Ye, and a cruel smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Chen Ye, did you think that by falling into the devil's path, you could turn the tables?"

"Too naive."

"Today, I will let you know what it means to be... desperate."