Chapter 1037 - 369: Both Suffer Crushing Defeat, Great Awakening Yan Long Master, 2 Dead 3 Injured, Unexpected Encounter (Part 3)

Chapter 1037: Chapter 369: Both Suffer Crushing Defeat, Great Awakening Yan Long Master, 2 Dead 3 Injured, Unexpected Encounter (Part 3)

At this moment, the battle has ended, and the golden light on everyone’s body has yet to fade away. The two individuals had no choice but to continue pretending.

.........

"Eyes and skull were pierced through, yet completely unharmed. This Vajra Master is surely not an ordinary Xianyang Level being, what kind of monster is he!"

Approximately seven to eight kilometers east of Hongguan, two golden figures suddenly streaked across the sky, one in front of the other.

The person ahead appeared utterly terrified, frequently glancing backward—it was Xiahou Zhang, who had just escaped from Hongguan; the one relentlessly pursuing him from behind had a Black Soft Sword still stuck in his left eye—the Vajra Master.

"Mr. Xiahou, today you won’t escape your doom!"

The Black Soft Sword didn’t just pierce his left eye but went right through the left side of his head, with the tip extending out thirty to forty centimeters from the back of his skull. The Vajra Master’s left eye was bloodied, his entire face soaked with bloodstains, yet he spoke with a calm expression, seemingly not perceiving any pain, exuding an eerie aura.

"Old monster, you’re dreaming if you think you can kill me!"

Having suffered two defeats already, and seeing his latest deadly attack thwarted, Xiahou Zhang’s innate defiance was now sparked by the Vajra Master’s confident demeanor, so he didn’t hesitate to throw a taunt over his shoulder.

Though injured, he wasn’t as fast as before and had already fled over ten kilometers from Hongguan, with the Vajra Master still trailing him over the same distance. He had figured out that the opponent was not adept at speed, making catching up with him unlikely.

"As long as I make it back to the Town, I’ll be safe!"

Xiahou Zhang looked toward the Town in the east, not daring to slow down his pace even slightly.

He was utterly unaware that the Vajra Master, closely shadowing him, suddenly had a glint of coldness flash in his eyes.

Xiahou Zhang flew five more kilometers east, making him about twenty kilometers away from Hongguan, and when he attempted to directly fly across a snowy mountain region about three to four hundred meters high, he suddenly elevated his position.

Boom......

But just as he was crossing the mountain summit, a hundred-meter-long fiery dragon suddenly leaped up from the snowy forest on the mountain top. The fire dragon bared its fangs, fast as lightning, engulfing Xiahou Zhang’s body in an instant.

"There’s someone else!"

At the moment the fire dragon rose, Xiahou Zhang was instantly gripped with terror, his hair standing on end, realizing that within the fiery dragon was a yellow-robed monk wielding a long spear, streaking straight toward him from the sky.

"It’s over!"

A sense of defeat flashed across Xiahou Zhang’s pupils, with those two words echoing in his mind.

In an instant, he understood; no wonder the Vajra Master, knowing he couldn’t catch up, continued to chase him—it was a deliberate ploy to drive him to this snowy mountain region.

Concealed in the snow forest on the mountain summit, there was another Master.

This is a guaranteed death trap!

Pfft......

The long spear plunged into his chest, and Xiahou Zhang could almost hear the sound of his flesh being torn apart. The ferocious force surged into his body, instantly interrupting his flight eastward, while the intense flames on the spear began to consume his body; the spear tip had already started destroying his bones.

"This Master said you wouldn’t escape, and now you..."

He was already in a desperate fleeing state, lingering in mid-air for just a few breaths, when the Vajra Master appeared above him, raising his hands directly toward his skull.

Xiahou Zhang swung the Ink Silver Blade, attempting to fend off the Master below, but in his severely injured state, his strength had waned immensely, leaving him unable to shake the long spear in the opponent’s hands.

Pressed at the chest, with a massive palm about to strike from above.

Xiahou Zhang’s eyes were filled with profound despair.

He could only close his eyes, awaiting death.

"Who’s there!"

Bang.........

A violent explosion sounded, but Xiahou Zhang did not meet his demise.

Before the explosion, he first heard the voice of the Vajra Master, mixed with anger and shock, and before he could react, a force pushed him directly away.

Buzz......

A figure suddenly stood where he had just been—a young man who seemed no older than twenty. He wore a black robe with unusually wide cuffs, adorned with vivid golden threads throughout. Not only was the fabric unfamiliar to Xiahou Zhang, but the style was entirely unlike that of the Nine Towns.

"He’s not from the Nine Towns’ Xianyang Level!"

With this thought emerging in Xiahou Zhang’s mind, he raised his eyes to see the movements of the man in black, his gaze solidifying, his pupils instantly filled with horror.

That man in black, without using any weapons, blocked the Vajra Master’s palm barehanded; and as he had appeared, he must have struck the spear-wielding monk below with his leg, as that monk was now rapidly rushing out from the snow-capped mountain’s dust.

"May I ask, which Town of the Nine Towns does the Master hail from, perhaps..."

The Vajra Master’s tone was laced with heavy apprehension, as the other spear-wielding monk flying upward from below also bore an unusually grave expression.

Evidently, the brief clash had alerted them both to the danger.

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Unfortunately, the man in black, despite his calm appearance, seemed exceptionally impatient. Without waiting for the Vajra Master to finish speaking, he reversed his hand and violently struck forward, directly targeting the opponent’s face.

"Wretched creature, how dare you be so insolent!"

Enraged by the black-robed man’s stance, the spear-wielding monk shouted furiously, his spear suddenly igniting, erupting with thick flames reminiscent of the fiery dragon that had ambushed Xiahou Zhang earlier, lunging straight toward the back of the man in black.

𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Clang......