Chapter 404 - 237: Soul Surge, Netherworld Evil Domain

Mu Qiuyan was frantic with worry.

She knew Li Chang’an was hiding his strength, but no matter how deep he hid it, he couldn’t possibly kill an enemy two minor realms above him.

Besides, there was more than one Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator pursuing them from behind!

"Brother Li, don’t show yourself! Find a chance to get away from here."

"Qiuyan, it’s a little late for that."

Li Chang’an had already appeared.

His expression was calm, showing no sense of urgency whatsoever.

He could kill the dozen or so relentlessly pursuing Cyan Cloud Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators with a wave of his hand.

"Qiuyan, it’s been a while."

"Brother Li, I... I’ve dragged you into this."

Mu Qiuyan’s eyes turned red, and she was filled with regret.

If she hadn’t sent that letter to Li Chang’an, he wouldn’t have gotten involved in this conflict.

Li Chang’an was unconcerned, smiling as he said, "Qiuyan, if you trust me, get into my Spirit Beast Bag."

Mu Qiuyan froze for a moment.

Although she felt Li Chang’an’s chances of escape were slim, she still nodded.

"Alright, Brother Li, I trust you!"

The situation was urgent, leaving her no time to overthink.

If she delayed even a moment longer, their pursuers would catch up.

Mu Qiuyan immediately transformed into a streak of Spiritual Light and flew into Li Chang’an’s Spirit Beast Bag.

「Behind them.」

The crowd of Cyan Cloud Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators saw everything.

"That demoness has an accomplice!"

"Kill him!"

They were seething with rage, their eyes practically shooting fire, wishing they could tear Li Chang’an to pieces on the spot.

Li Chang’an’s disguise was so good that no one recognized his true identity.

He smiled and cupped his hands at the group behind him.

"Everyone, no need to see me off. The road ahead is long. We’ll meet again if fate wills it!"

After he spoke, his escape speed surged dramatically.

In an instant, he vanished over the horizon.

The expressions of the dozen-plus Cyan Cloud Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind him changed.

Although they could still sense Li Chang’an’s aura, it was growing more and more distant.

No matter what methods they used, they couldn’t catch up to Li Chang’an.

"How is his Escape Technique so astonishing? I’ve never heard of such a character in the Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm. Could he be a Cultivator from another region?"

"I fear he’s a Demon Cultivator from the Yin Soul Sect!"

The group exchanged glances, all arriving at the same conclusion.

Since the establishment of the Yin Soul Sect, many Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators had come to the Southern Domain Cultivation Immortality Realm.

The internal struggles within Demonic Sects were far more brutal than those in the Righteous Sects.

Anyone who could survive long enough to reach Foundation Establishment in a Demonic Sect was bound to be exceptionally skilled in both survival and slaughter.

...

「Meanwhile.」

Li Chang’an was speeding toward the Black Dragon Mountain Range with Mu Qiuyan.

Although his escape speed was astonishing, he hadn’t pushed it to its limit.

Behind him, an extremely faint aura was tailing him from a great distance.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it had to be the Yin Soul Sect’s Fourth Saint Child, just as his divination had indicated.

Li Chang’an was worried that if he flew too fast, the Fourth Saint Child might not be able to keep up.

’This speed is just right. I can shake off those Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators without losing the Fourth Saint Child.’

The Fourth Saint Child possessed a large number of Souls and the Tier Three Talismanic Inheritance that Li Chang’an needed.

He certainly didn’t want the Fourth Saint Child to get away.

「Before long.」

Li Chang’an entered the Black Dragon Mountain Range.

He flew nonstop for over two hours, arriving at a silent, deserted location.

’This should be far enough.’

Li Chang’an slowed down and landed beside a small river.

With a thought, a streak of Spiritual Light flew out from the Spirit Beast Bag and transformed into Mu Qiuyan.

Mu Qiuyan looked nervous, her eyes scanning her surroundings, clearly worried about their pursuers from the Cyan Cloud Sect.

When she saw that they were alone, she breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of pleasant surprise and disbelief welling up inside her.

To think that Li Chang’an had actually managed to escape the Cyan Cloud Sect’s pursuit.

"Brother Li, just how much skill have you been hiding?"

Mu Qiuyan’s eyes were as gentle as water as she looked at Li Chang’an.

Li Chang’an gave a faint smile. "Just a little. Not that much. Qiuyan, how are your injuries?"

"My injuries aren’t serious. Before I even attacked, that Liu Xian seemed to have already been severely wounded..."

At this point, Mu Qiuyan suddenly realized something.

"Brother Li, were you the one who injured Liu Xian?"

"Mm, just a little trick, that’s all."

Li Chang’an said it nonchalantly.

But Mu Qiuyan’s heart could not be calm. She was filled with both shock and gratitude, her red lips parted slightly, speechless for a long time.

At the time, Liu Xian had been in the middle of a chaotic battle involving hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Under those circumstances, to wound him so severely without anyone noticing was nigh impossible.

Yet Li Chang’an had done it, and not a single Foundation Establishment Cultivator had noticed!

「After a good while.」

Mu Qiuyan’s heart finally calmed down a little.

Her lips trembled as she finally couldn’t resist asking, "Brother Li, is your Cultivation really only at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment?"

Li Chang’an smiled. "A little higher than the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment."

"A little?"

Mu Qiuyan’s gaze froze, and she was speechless for a long time.

Li Chang’an asked her, "Qiuyan, how many years of your lifespan did you burn? Why has your hair turned white?"

"Brother Li, I originally intended to burn a hundred years, but when I saw that Liu Xian was in a bad state, I only burned thirty."

Mu Qiuyan answered truthfully.

The reason her hair had turned snow-white was likely because she had lost too much of her lifespan in an instant.

Hearing this, Li Chang’an grew thoughtful.

’Thirty years isn’t that much.’

Barring any accidents, Mu Qiuyan still had over a hundred years left to live.

By intervening this time, Li Chang’an had completely changed her fate.

If she had really burned a hundred years of her lifespan, she wouldn’t have lived for much longer, even if she had managed to escape the Cyan Cloud Sect’s pursuit in the end.

Mu Qiuyan understood this as well.

She was deeply moved, her reddened eyes filled with tenderness, and her heart overflowed with an indescribable emotion.

"Brother Li, thank you. You saved me again."

"It was nothing."

Li Chang’an was very composed. After all, he had come for the Treasure.