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Night sky.
Two striking trails cut through the firmament, one in pursuit, one in escape, stirring a wave of shock. Upon witnessing the amazing disturbance, some couldnât help but feel terrified, hastily avoiding it, not daring to get close at all.
One trail is blood-colored, filled with malicious aura, ahead;
The other trail is azure, tinged with murderous intent, behind.
The two are Old Demon Lin and Divine Feather Grand General.
Old Demon Lin continuously burns his blood, achieving an extreme speed. Yet, Divine Feather Grand General somehow employs a secret technique, barely keeping up, which surprises Old Demon Lin, prompting him to angrily shout:
"Divine Feather, you annihilate my Death Fire Abyss branch, and still aim to wipe us out, such great ambition!"
From afar, Divine Feather Grand Generalâs cold voice replies:
"Rest assured, you wonât escape."
"How long can you sustain the Blood Burning Technique consuming your essence blood?"
Old Demon Lin sneers:
"Sustain how long? Iâve consumed the Blood Demon Flower, as for how long, at least two days and nights with no issue."
Divine Feather Grand General inwardly tensed, yet still indifferently stated:
"Then, this General will pursue you for two days and nights!"
"If you have the ability, go ahead and call for reinforcements, this General considers the credit insufficient!"
The two continually exchange fierce words, essentially probing each other, gauging the otherâs resolve.
Without a doubt.
Divine Feather Grand Generalâs words silenced Old Demon Lin.
His current state is indeed poor, critically injured, though forcing himself by using the Blood Demon Flower to support the Blood Burning Technique, he perceives the gradual loss of the medicinal effect, his injury worsening, after all, the Blood Demon Flower canât fully replace the Blood Burning Techniqueâs consumption.
Yet most crucially, he canât shake off Divine Feather Grand General.
Having consumed the Blood Demon Flower, its presence is impossible to conceal, hiding is impossible. Even tens of miles apart, it can be sensed, that fellow just tails him distantly, not knowing what treasure or secret technique employed, state superior even to his after consuming the Blood Demon Flower, just waiting for his condition to deteriorate.
"What to do?" Old Demon Linâs mind spiraled with thoughts.
He originally intended to signal for other Demon Sect experts to aid, but poorly, itâd be like the gourd doll saving its grandfather, as he realizes, the battle at Death Fire Abyss probably concluded, the Celestial Human Realm experts from the Imperial Court already behind the two.
If only a few Demon Sect experts arrive, itâs just serving oneself up.
The Blood Demon Flower can only support him for two days, afterward burning his essence blood fully, wouldnât last long.
This kind of time, simply doesnât allow mobilizing sufficiently mighty experts from elsewhere, nor possible for him to escape too far, Demon Sect headquarters is remote, not quickly reachable.
"If heading toward Yun State, indeed could reach another branch, yet... that branchâs strength is even less than our Death Fire Abyss, going there wouldnât help."
Old Demon Lin dismisses thoughts one by one.
Bitterly realizing, heâs trapped in a deadlock.
The best outcome seemingly runs for two days then exhausts, subsequently caught and slain by Divine Feather Grand General.
The Blood Demon Flower burns relentlessly.
Suddenly.
Old Demon Linâs body trembles, eyes glimmer with remarkable light.
"No! Not quite, I still have a chance!"
"Heading towards Qing State, thereâs a perilous place called Black Wind Cliff, its Black Killing Gang Wind incredibly terrifying, even Celestial Human Realm figures mistakenly entering face nine deaths, yet still holds a sliver of life!"
"Given the deadlock, I might as well gamble, entering Black Wind Cliff, Divine Feather surely dares not chase me, nine deaths and one survival are better than certain death!"
Old Demon Linâs eyes radiate madness.
This might be his sole chance.
Within a few breaths, he decisively resolves.
Gamble!
"To Qing State!"
"Perfect, while venting my frustration!"
Old Demon Linâs eyes fill with a grim smile.
This time in the battle at Death Fire Abyss, his hatred naturally aimed at Divine Feather Grand General, the animosity of exterminating his sect and pursuing mortal revenge are insufferable.
Secondly, itâs Wang Quan.
He previously overheard some shouting fervently during the battle, itâs that old fool Wang Quan wielding the Martial Saint Token who brought so many reinforcements, had it not been for this, how would he be in such circumstances.
Finally, itâs Taoist Longshan.
Old Demon Lin feels, if not for Taoist Longshan hosting some absurd Celestial Being Grand Ceremony, how would so many Celestial Human beings have gathered.
Divine Feather Grand General, for now, he canât deal with, but those two, he could vent his ire on.
Previously sent the battle blade flying, not knowing whether those two were killed, unable to dissipate his inner rage, now passing by Qing State, naturally, he must collect some interest.
If he recalls correctly.
The Wang Clan and True Martial Sect, both reside in Qing State!
Old Demon Linâs malicious thought arises, no longer suppressing it. Demon Sect people seek vengeance for every grievance, the Blood Demon Flower can sustain him for two days, presently heading to Black Wind Cliff requires a little over a day, consuming some energy to strike is entirely feasible.
Anyway, itâs only dealing with two forces without a Celestial Human Realm presence, wonât take much time, matter easily handled.
Thinking thus.
Old Demon Lin erupts suddenly, blood light soaring skyward, additionally glaring, his speed abruptly climbs a notch.
Divine Feather Grand General trailing behind eyes turn icy.
"Trying to flee? Impossible!"
A glow flickers indistinctly amidst his grasp, fusing with the azure armor on his body, speed also rises a notch, yet not matching Old Demon Lin, the gap steadily widening, only, Divine Feather Grand General remains unhurried, knowing such an outburst from Old Demon Lin wonât last long, merely keeping pace would allow the gap to gradually close again.
"Old Demon Lin, struggle all you want, youâre undoubtedly doomed!" His mouth curls into a cold smile.
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Qing State.
Wang Clan Hua Mansion.
The sunset like blood streaming over the mansion and pavilionsâ glazed tiles, casting splendid hues, invoking awe and envy in passersby.
Despite Taoist Longshan previously coming for trouble, causing Wang Clan to lose considerable face, some laud Wang Clanâs generosity, in this city, Wang Clan remains an absolute ruler.
At this moment.
Wang Clanâs head Wang Qinghe is examining the familyâs young membersâ cultivation progress, reprimands echoing through the Martial Arts Arena:
"You possess the finest cultivation resources, yet repay the family thus, do you feel any guilt?"
"This time the Ancestor attending the Celestial Being Grand Ceremony, if granted the celestial being opportunity, would you be the beneficiaries? If this chance falls to another branch, in a century, you would no longer be principal lineage members!"
He roars, numerous young members lower heads, trembling.
Suddenly.
One person raises their head, pupils dilate, stammeringly says:
"Patriarch, blood... blood..."
Wang Qinghe extremely impatient.
"Blood what blood, isnât it just the sunset glow, useless things..."
As he turns his head while cursing, immediately, the angry cursing halts abruptly, shock surges in his eyes, sensing a staggering disturbance.
"Celestial Being..."
In the distant sky.
A blood-red light streaks across, laden with a glaring malicious aura, for some unknown reason, Wang Qinghe feels that blood light charging toward Wang Clan.
His intuition proves accurate.
In a flash.
That blood light halts above Wang Mansion, a grim white-haired old man appears before everyoneâs eyes, an overwhelming pressure bursts forth, some younger Wang Clan members and servants already kneeling.
"Pre... senior... This is Qing Stateâs Wang Clan..." Wang Qinghe nervously speaks.
Old Demon Lin glances at the gateâs Wang plaque, mouth curling into a sinister smile.
"Wang Clan? Youâre precisely who Iâm after!"
He waves a hand.
The Blood Demon Flowerâs power within him surges continually.
The power of heaven and earth trembles.
In an instant, terrifying blood-red blade qi ascends skyward, slashing towards Wang Mansion.