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The long escape was still ongoing, and the members of the Myriad Spirit Sect were utterly exhausted. They had been relentlessly pursued by hundreds of thousands of treasure-seeking cultivators, and they had lost count of how many had been forced to their deaths along the way; the situation was dire.
Behind them, a large group of supreme experts at the Nascent Soul Stage and Divine Transformation Stage were already growing impatient. They had not expected Ji Wudao's speed to be so remarkable. However, they were unaware that Ji Wudao was able to maintain his composure because Zhao Yang had been using the Enlightenment Realm's Enlightenment Wave to share its calming effects with him, keeping his mind tranquil and preventing him from succumbing to exhaustion.
Zhao Yang was the only one flying solo, while the others had sustained serious injuries during various skirmishes and battles, needing to rely on Ji Wudao's True Qi to continue flying.
“Master, I can stay behind and play King Yu's Zither to hold them off for a moment,” Yu Qingsnow said, her face pale as she suddenly spoke up.
“No!” “Absolutely not!” The voices of opposition came from the Sixth Elder and Gorilla, both of whom cherished Yu Qingsnow more than their own lives.
“With your current cultivation level, you won't be able to unleash even one-tenth of King Yu's Zither's power. Even if you manage to pluck the seventh string, it won't help; you won't be able to hold them off for even a moment. You would also risk being shattered by the zither's sound waves, leading to your Divine Soul's destruction—it's futile,” Ji Wudao said, his voice calm but revealing deep fatigue as his speed noticeably slowed.
Nightfall gradually descended; darkness enveloped everything, and the moonlight was faint. Zhao Yang thought they could escape under the cover of night, but just as they were about to scatter in different directions, experts at the Nascent Soul Stage emerged to block their path.
“They're deliberately giving us hope only to let us down again until we break mentally. At that point, our willpower will be weak enough for them to extract secrets from our minds using soul-searching techniques,” Zhao Yang remarked.
Ji Wudao nodded in agreement, his mouth dry and cracked; he had already realized this himself.
With a sigh, Ji Wudao slowly came to a halt. His wings vanished, True Qi retracted as he turned to face the pursuing multitude of heroes from all over the world. Holding a massive silver spear, he stood alone under the moonlight with an unparalleled grace.
“You all go,” he said without any further words.
“Children, you must hurry and leave,” said the usually stern Sixth Elder, now resolute in staying behind as he flew beside Ji Wudao. “I will lend my strength to the Sect Leader.”
With surging True Qi and flickering golden cores, the Sixth Elder decided to use an explosive force from his core to severely injure an enemy.
"Master, Sect Leader, let's go together." Yu Qingsnow's expression was sorrowful as she reluctantly parted from her mentor. Having lost her mother at a young age, she had never felt maternal love. The Sixth Elder was her mentor, imparting all his skills to her while being harsh with others but showing her great affection. Yu Qingsnow hesitated and stopped.
"Miss, I won't leave either." Gorilla also felt exhausted, knowing escape was impossible.
Zhao Yang, Long Xiao Wu, Scholar Xiu, and Nangong Wuxin also halted upon seeing this. They exchanged glances, sensing a bond among them that spoke of shared life and death.
"Why aren't you running? Keep escaping!" A loud voice echoed as a warrior clad in black armor appeared. His agility in the night was greatly enhanced, making him much faster than other Nascent Soul Stage experts.
"Just you?" Zhao Yang's gaze was peculiar as he signaled Ji Wudao to prepare for action.
"Do I need anyone else to kill you ants?" The Yuan Ying General spoke with a harsh tone, dripping with sarcasm.
Receiving Ji Wudao's transmission and realizing there were no others around, Zhao Yang flew towards the Yuan Ying General, his lips moving slightly.
The black-armored Yuan Ying General's pupils widened in horror as he watched the boy's body grow larger before his eyes. He never expected such a situation and forgot to escape. The Transform into Sheep Technique could turn any cultivator into a sheep, rendering them nearly defenseless and weak in attack power; however, their agility remained unaffected, allowing for a potential escape. Yet this Nascent Soul Expert stood dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what had happened to White Hair.
The members of Myriad Spirit Sect launched their attacks simultaneously, unleashing their spells upon the Yuan Ying General but failing to kill him. The Yuan Ying General turned to flee.
Boom!
A massive hammer descended from the sky, smashing the sheep into pieces. Then Zhao Yang turned and ran; the effect of Seventy-Third Transformation had worn off. Little Sheep exploded violently, the Primordial Infant's power dissipating and sending debris flying everywhere, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
Suddenly, the sky lit up as if it were daytime; several experts descended from above, their expressions filled with shock as they clearly witnessed what had just transpired.
"Kill them all, leave no survivors!" shouted a man in white, clearly intimidated by the boy. This was no longer just a matter of crossing borders to kill.
Thirteen beams of astonishing divine light split the clouds and shot towards the members of the Myriad Spirit Sect, each one like a rocket. Ji Wudao's expression turned sorrowful as he clenched his fists; he could tell that they wouldn't be able to withstand such an attack.
Just as it seemed everyone would be blown to smithereens, the jade pendant at the scholar's waist began to tremble violently, suddenly flying away from him. Azure Light burst forth, blocking the overwhelming divine light. The blue glow on the pendant was also shattered, revealing a bright yellow-orange jade pendant that shone even more brilliantly than before. The Yellow Jade soared into the air, confronting the thirteen Nascent Soul Experts, resembling a miniature old man.
"Which shameless old fool dares to touch my grandson?!" A voice echoed, startling everyone. The aura of the jade pendant was terrifying, emanating the voice of an elder.
"Grandpa?" Scholar Xiu exclaimed joyfully, calling out to the yellow jade pendant.
The man in white looked astonished, sensing the immense power of the elder.
"Hmph, just a Divine Sense!" scoffed a Red-Clad Elder, a Loose Cultivator renowned in the cultivation world. He was a solitary figure, fearless and dismissive.
"I believe this jade is likely a Spirit Pearl; otherwise, how could it be so sentient and defy nature to withstand our combined attacks?" another Old Man in Brown Robe with Yellow Hair asserted confidently.
The other Nascent Soul Experts nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with fervor as they launched their attacks at Yellow Jade. The elder formed from Yellow Jade countered with a punch, radiating brilliance and resisting their assaults.
After enduring an immensely powerful attack, the figure of the elder appeared slightly faint.
The elder transmitted his voice: "I am known as Huang Long Laodao. This jade is called Yellow Dragon Jade, a treasured heirloom passed down through my family for generations. I have bestowed it upon my grandson and left a Divine Sense attached to it for protection. Any lethal attack will break the protective barrier of Yellow Dragon Jade, awakening my Primordial Spirit. With my current ability to wield Yellow Dragon Jade, I can teleport two of you thousands of miles away from here in an instant. Besides my grandson, one more person can be taken with you; you may discuss among yourselves."
"No, Grandpa, take us all away! They are my brothers and mentors, each one is important!" Scholar Xiu said anxiously, hoping the elder would save them all.
"I've said I can only take one. After all these years, you're still hesitating like a coward. If I could take everyone, do you think I'd need you to tell me? If you don't speak up soon, I'll just take whoever I want," the elder scolded Scholar Xiu with a stern glare.
"Take Zhao Yang." The scholar glanced at the beautiful Yu Qingsnow, then at Nangong Wuxin, and finally at Long Xiao Wu beside him. He also noticed the sect leader and the Sixth Elder who had not turned around. Guilt washed over him; after just a day of life-and-death struggles, he felt as if he had known everyone for many years and was filled with reluctance.
As they fled, there had been countless moments where life hung in the balance. Nangong Wuxin had shielded him from numerous attacks, while Yu Qingsnow had repeatedly used her icy powers to slow down the flying swords aimed at him, allowing him to escape from the sword formations. Even the Gorilla had pulled him away multiple times to evade danger. Yet he still chose Zhao Yang because Zhao Yang was a mentor and benefactor to him—a friend and teacher. Without Zhao Yang, he would never have discovered his dreams or awakened his potential so quickly.
Long Xiao Wu nodded in understanding, indicating that she did not blame him.
"Which one is Zhao Yang?" Huang Long Laodao asked, surprised that his grandson made a decision so quickly. He had seen the stunning Yu Qingsnow in the crowd and thought his grandson would choose her.
Zhao Yang shook his head and transmitted his thoughts: "I have a way to escape; I've just been hesitating on how to get you all out."
"Are you sure you're not just bragging? Hundreds of thousands of cultivators stronger than you are surrounding us from all sides. How do you plan to escape?" The elder was skeptical of Zhao Yang's words.
"Who are you to tell me?! Just because you're this fool's grandfather doesn't mean I won't curse at you!" Zhao Yang snapped back angrily.
"Hey, you little brat!" Huang Long Laodao huffed, though inside he regarded Zhao Yang with newfound respect. Only someone extraordinary could entrust their chance of survival to others.
"Xiao Wu?" Scholar Xiu looked at Long Xiao Wu. Although he appreciated beautiful women, he had only just met Yu Qingsnow. How could they abandon their three brothers for someone else?
"Don't look at me; I have my own way out," Long Xiao Wu also rejected Scholar Xiu's suggestion.
“Um…” Scholar Xiu was at a loss, glancing at Yu Qingsnow.
Yu Qingsnow’s gaze was resolute, her expression icy as she turned away. “I have no attachments, don’t ask me.”
“If Sister Qingxue isn’t leaving, then I naturally can’t leave either.” Nangong Wuxin anticipated that he would be the next to be questioned, so he stated his reason in advance.
“Hmph!” Huang Long Laodao showed a hint of displeasure, feeling as if taking them along would only bring them harm.
“Take Wuxin with you.” Ji Wudao silently knocked Nangong Wuxin unconscious. Nangong Wuxin was the adopted son of his master, Demon Hunter Supreme Nangong Hua, and thus a descendant of his master. He wanted to preserve a trace of his master’s bloodline. At the same time, he imprinted a memory into Nangong Wuxin’s mind, ensuring that when he awoke, he would understand.
Huang Long Laodao nodded and then looked toward the Nascent Soul Experts surrounding them. “I will remember you all. I will investigate this matter thoroughly. Be careful of your Orthodoxy; if I discover your lair in the future, I will destroy it without mercy!”
After speaking, Huang Long Laodao’s figure suddenly vanished, dissolving into the Yellow Dragon Jade. The Yellow Dragon Jade emitted a faint dragon roar, and yellow light enveloped Scholar Xiu and Nangong Wuxin, causing the void to tremble and creating an unusual phenomenon!
“This is bad; quickly restrain the void!” The Crimson Robed Wanderer had traveled extensively in his youth and was well-informed. He realized that the jade pendant intended to teleport the two away and was astonished by the wonders of the Yellow Jade. In this world, anything that could teleport without needing to set up a Teleportation Array was undoubtedly a supreme treasure!
The thirteen individuals acted together, but unfortunately, they were still a step too late. After wrapping Scholar Xiu and Nangong Wuxin in the Yellow Jade, it shrank further and drilled into the void, initiating a journey through space and transporting them thousands of miles away to an unknown location.
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