Fu Tian glanced sharply at the arena, about to speak, when a vortex of light and shadow surged towards him. Upon closer inspection, the tide was filled with countless flower shadows. Suddenly, they exploded, filling the sky with flower shadows that swept towards Fu Tian.
Along the way, light and shadow flickered, and the stones on the ground continuously cracked, turning into dust that stirred in the air.
Fu Tian curled his lips, formed a hand seal, and a ripple appeared out of thin air. He pushed it forward, and the ripple spun and moved forward.
In an instant, the flower shadows continuously plunged into the ripple, disappearing like mud into the sea.
The ripple trembled, still relentlessly striking towards Hua Xianfu.
Hua Xianfu formed hand seals in front of her chest, and an infinite number of flower shadows flew out. Their speed suddenly increased, eventually becoming like sharp swords flying, striking at the ripples.
The ripples continued to surge forward fiercely, while the vortex in the center spun, swallowing all the flower patterns.
Hua Xianfu spun and leaped in the air, her fingers dancing lightly, like performing a beautiful dance.
Fu Tian was stunned by the sight and couldn't help but curse, "You fiend!"
Playing tricks!
Gui Si couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Many disciples of Golden Lion Island couldn't help but admire her foolishly, their eyes glazed over, drool streaming from their mouths.
Red light smoke flowed from the tips of Hua Xianfu's fingers, appearing and disappearing, transforming into soft chains in the air that extended infinitely, momentarily holding back the oncoming ripples.
Hua Xianfu's hands moved alternately, her wrists dancing like agile snakes, her gaze like flowing water, circulating around her jade wrists.
Suddenly, it was as if an invisible thread in the air was tugging at everyone's heart and soul.
Many people were dazed, their eyes fixed, with confused smiles on their faces.
Fu Tian also paused, feeling a bit overwhelmed. He shook his head forcefully.
In this flash of lightning, Hua Xianfu's hands moved alternately, as if pulling backward. With a loud roar, the ripples suddenly shattered, and fragments shot out in all directions.
In the center, ten thousand flower shadows intertwined and spun, shooting out rapidly, like ferocious beasts breaking free from their cages, fiercely pouncing towards Fu Tian.
Fu Tian hurriedly condensed another ripple in front of him. The surging tide of flower shadows crashed against it. With a muffled thud, the flower shadows, like agile snakes, plunged into the ripple again.
However, Fu Tian's body was violently impacted, and he was sent flying backward, almost falling to the ground.
Just as he was about to fall, he stabilized himself in a perverse manner, simultaneously forming hand seals and unleashing his full spiritual power, desperately maintaining the ripple to prevent it from collapsing.
Otherwise, if the ripple collapsed and the flower patterns surged out again, it would be like a thousand miles of embankment breaking, and he would have no power to resist!
Then, he would face utter destruction!
Fortunately, he held on. What followed was a long tug-of-war.
Another wave of turtles began to crawl ashore, and another wave of Golden Lion Island disciples met them.
Countless casualties occurred, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Mo Qi continued to pursue Chen Xuemu. After leaving the forbidden area behind the mountain, he had lost track of Chen Xuemu.
He was somewhat flustered and at a loss.
He ran to the left for a while, felt something was wrong, then ran backward for a while, and again felt something was wrong...
Various feelings of hesitation, helplessness, and sorrow surged within him.
"Linghu Xiaoxian, how can you be so stupid? With the cultivation of a Human Immortal, you're an immortal, yet you can't even defeat a Tribulation Stage cultivator."
After scolding himself, he realized he was shedding tears!
He continuously told himself to calm down, to absolutely calm down!
At this moment, he suddenly smelled a faint, elusive fragrance in the air!
A very familiar feeling!
It was the scent left by Cang Feng Die Yu!
He couldn't help but feel greatly invigorated!
He continued to chase forward, following the scent!
He hoped his judgment wasn't wrong, and as he chased, his heart was filled with unease.
But for now, this was the only straw he could grasp.
Following the scent, he entered a residential area for families.
As soon as Mo Qi stepped in, a huge figure suddenly descended from the sky, smashing fiercely onto the ground, creating a deep pit. Dust billowed.
Looking up, Mo Qi was stunned!
It was the skeleton of King Zhan Shan, its eye sockets glowing with crimson light, looking extremely terrifying.
He hadn't expected it to "resurrect" after being split in two.
Mo Qi had no intention of investigating the origin. He immediately unleashed his Pangu divine power again and struck down fiercely. A beam of light flashed past. He expected the skeleton to be split in two again.
However, in that flash of lightning, the skeleton surprisingly dodged to the side, then charged forward with lightning speed, poised to crash into Mo Qi.
Mo Qi hastily retreated. The skeleton suddenly emitted two beams of red light from its eye sockets, striking towards Mo Qi.
In his haste, Mo Qi used his wits, circulated his Pangu divine power, and opened his Heavenly Eye simultaneously. A pillar of light surged outward, scattering infinitely in the air. The scorching temperature instantly ignited the surrounding air, and the entire space began to boil.
The next moment, the pillar of light contacted the two red beams, quickly engulfing them, and then rapidly struck the skeleton's body.
The giant skeleton instantly split open from the middle, torn into two halves.
The skeleton was left with only its head and limbs, scattered on the ground.
This time, it won't "resurrect," will it?
Mo Qi immediately leaped over the fragments and rapidly pursued.
Gradually, he felt the scent growing stronger, and his heart filled with joy.
Turning a corner, he saw a figure fleeing into the distance.
It was the light and shadow from the final contraction of spatial techniques.
Mo Qi's heart was immediately filled with excitement.
It seemed his guess was correct!
Linghu Xiaoxian was not fated to die!
Chen Xuemu's wounds began to act up. He was injured in multiple places. Elder Situ had only bought him a moment of time. He had just sat down to recuperate when he felt Mo Qi's presence closing in again.
He had to abandon his healing and continue to flee!
His body received no treatment and continued to bleed. His mind gradually fell into a state of chaos.
But even now, he knew that his top priority was to escape. If he were caught, he knew he wouldn't fare well.
What's going on? Why is this birdman fixated on me?
How did he find me?
At this moment, his heart was filled with a mixture of anger, fear, annoyance, surprise, and despair.
He was on the verge of collapse.
Of course, Mo Qi was equally on the verge of collapse!
Forget about supporting Golden Lion Island, eliminating demons, or upholding justice!
At this moment, he had only one goal: to kill Chen Xuemu, to the death!
Even if he died, his ashes would be scattered!
Chen Xuemu's reason for coming here was also purposeful.
He knew that at this time every day, Deputy Sect Master Cheng Tian was cultivating special divine techniques with his concubine!
If anyone disturbed him at this time, it would be equivalent to killing his mother!
Therefore, even though Golden Lion Island was in peril, no one dared to disturb him!
And at this moment, he felt it was the perfect time to disturb him, to let his deep hatred erupt, which would be enough to give him time to recuperate.
So he walked into a courtyard, revealed himself, and began to cry out, "Sect Master Cheng, someone is killing people, someone has come to kill us!"
"Hurry up and get up, or he'll come in and steal your concubine."
He was truly crying!
The more wicked and brutal a person is, the more prone they are to collapse!
Because in their daily lives, they use their wickedness and brutality to arm themselves, always making the world fear and retreat.
But when their bared fangs can no longer intimidate people, they themselves become timid.
His crying was very contagious, and Cheng Tian couldn't help but believe him.
Hearing the voice, Cheng Tian was immediately enraged. He rolled over, got dressed, and rushed out, his face full of fury: "Who is it? Who dares to steal my concubine?"
Chen Xuemu ran away after shouting, leaping out from the other side of the courtyard.
As soon as Cheng Tian poked his head out, the Qiankun Ring suddenly emitted a brilliant light and struck. Cheng Tian had just formed a hand seal, and his divine ability had just begun to manifest, a mass of black mist had just condensed, when it was shattered. His entire body was blasted back into the house.
A woman's scream, followed by crying, echoed from inside the house.
Mo Qi couldn't be bothered with him and immediately unleashed his figure, chasing after Chen Xuemu.
Chen Xuemu was now suffering from severe blood loss and had lost all his cultivation. He couldn't even use a proper spatial technique, only able to teleport a few hundred zhang. He relied entirely on the buildings to conceal his tracks.
Mo Qi relied entirely on the faint scent to find his trace.
Chen Xuemu couldn't escape far either. He circled within the valley, finding one person after another to use as a human shield.
Finally, to his surprise, he discovered that almost no one was left inside the entire Qing Xuan Sect.
Either they had gone out to fight the enemy, or they had been killed by Mo Qi.
And Chen Xuemu grew increasingly desperate!
As one declined, the other grew. Mo Qi, on the other hand, became calmer and calmer!
The calmer he became, the harder it was for Chen Xuemu to escape his grasp.
Later, Mo Qi no longer needed to smell the scent in the air. He could easily discern Chen Xuemu's aura and accurately locate him based on his scent alone.
At this point, he could also feel Chen Xuemu's weakness and his breakdown. He was no longer in a hurry.
He pursued him carelessly, sometimes even waiting for him at a location ahead of Chen Xuemu.