Chapter 2250 - 1696: Laying Deadly Traps in the Void Realm (Part 2)

Gui Ming, Duan Chen, Ye Pan, Xing Cha, the Four Saints slowly revealed their forms.

Surrounding the central Guardian Hill.

The gaze of Guardian Hill swept over the Saints present, his expression as rigid as ice.

Yet deep within, a slight ripple of emotion flickered.

"This is not good!"

He wasn’t worried about his own safety.

Rather, unexpectedly, two Saints had simultaneously disappeared.

Qie Ji, and... Sui Jun.

Earlier, during a conversation with Li Fan, Lord Guardian Hill learned that Sui Jun did not exist in the next stretch of Mountain Sea.

Because he had perished during those ten thousand years, now swallowed by the Void Realm.

The original plan was for Li Fan to abandon all Three Saints’ treasures and escape with just his remnant body.

Among the Saints present, only Qie Ji was expected to be interested in pursuing Li Fan.

Yet unexpectedly, even Sui Jun disregarded the Three Saints’ treasures and pursued Li Fan!

"He mentioned another Three Saints Supreme Treasure that could deal with Qie Ji."

"But if there’s one more Saint involved..."

Guardian Hill’s heart sank.

But now there was no suitable plan; he could only try to stall the Saints present.

...

Deeper within the Void Realm.

At a place where the remnants of the Three Saints were completely absent, a figure fled rapidly.

Seemingly unable to discern direction, his target was neither an ancient nor a present Mountain Sea. Instead, he was scurrying around in the Void Realm like a headless fly.

Initially, he could just barely manage by relying on his last burst of energy.

But gradually, perhaps due to his terrible luck, the waves of the Void Realm surpassed others significantly. The winds and waves blocked him, Li Fan’s aura grew weaker, until he could no longer flee.

He stopped.

The waves of the Void Realm surged, as if they would completely consume him in the next moment.

Li Fan’s face was as pale as paper. Yet he still did not abandon hope of survival, sitting cross-legged in the Void Realm, striving to recover from his injuries.

But his Qi Destiny seemed to have declined to the extreme.

The more he attempted to use his luck to heal, the worse his injuries became. Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, accompanied by a large dispersal of True Spirit, he seemed near death.

"Qie Ji. A formidable Qie Ji indeed."

Li Fan murmured to himself, scanning his surroundings.

He once cultivated the Heavenly Fate Sutra and even devoured a fragment of Miracle Luck from the Mountain Sea. Now he could clearly feel the loss of his own Qi Destiny.

And not just that: it was a ruthless shattering of each possible future vitality he could have!

As the saying goes, Heaven never seals a man’s fate.

But now, under Qie Ji’s pressure, from every perspective, Li Fan had reached a dead end.

No avenue to pursue!

With a bitter smile, he seemed to accept his fate, abandoning further struggle.

No longer resisting, letting the surrounding Dao Yan swallow him.

His body slowly dissipated, True Spirit dissolving like melted snow.

At this moment, a mystical power protected the crumbling Li Fan.

"Tell me where the Miracle Luck of the Mountain Sea is, and I will spare your life, how about that?" a phantasmal voice rang near Li Fan’s ear.

Li Fan ignored it, pretending not to hear.

Until Qie Ji’s words, like a Demon Sound, resonated again, as if they would not let up unless Li Fan responded.

Li Fan let out a cold hum, shaking his head slightly: "Do you expect me to believe it if I told you? It’s nothing but an excuse to deceive Guardian Hill."

Qie Ji chuckled: "I have pursued the Miracle Luck of the Mountain Sea for many years. If I cannot even sense its scent, I would not be worthy of the name Qie Ji."

"Such a nostalgic fragrance..." Qie Ji said with a deep inhale, reminiscing.

"Say it again. Tell me the news of Mountain Sea Qi Destiny, and I will spare your life. I never break a promise," Qie Ji asserted arrogantly.

"If you kill me or pry into my mind, isn’t it the same?" Li Fan countered.

Qie Ji fell into silence upon hearing these words.

He seemed to genuinely contemplate Li Fan’s logic.

But then, he shook his head in denial.

He even distanced himself further from Li Fan.

The phantasm circled around Li Fan, scrutinizing the near-death man cautiously: "No, no, no. I can sense that although you seem trapped, there is still a glimmer of vitality."

"And this vitality..."

"Matches where I cannot tread!"

"It cannot be wrong."

Qie Ji whispered softly, filled with suspicion, surveying around cautiously.

Yet he could never truly comprehend.

"I know you must have a contingency."

"Though your collaboration with Lord Guardian Hill was outstanding, it ultimately cannot deceive fate’s Qi Destiny."

"This seemingly faint thread of life actually holds a chance to counterattack at any time. Those fools, unaware while trapped in this situation."

"However... as long as I stay out of it, you cannot harm me."

Qie Ji’s voice, ghostly, came from all directions.

So Li Fan believed Guardian Hill’s words. This Saint Qie Ji was indeed cautious to the extreme.

Combined with his capacity to explore the fate and Qi Destiny of all beings, devising a scheme against him was truly challenging!

"Alright, then!" Li Fan sighed deeply, "Although Miracle Luck of the Mountain Sea belongs to my close friend, it is still not as important as my own life."

"To escape prying eyes, he underwent two transformations, becoming a mortal, hiding within the Mountain Sea world. But fundamentally as Miracle Luck of Mountain Sea, it cannot truly vanish like a mortal. Even with no knowledge of his past, with just a mundane background, he attained immortality in the era of the end of law. But upon returning to the Mountain Sea, he was discovered by his enemy..."

"By the way, wasn’t the one always hunting him you?" Li Fan asked suspiciously.

Qie Ji shook his head, denying: "Previously trapped in the Circle of Xuanji, I was powerless. Many eye Miracle Luck of Mountain Sea with envy; I was merely one of them."

Li Fan continued: "At a crucial moment, the Mountain Sea Fishing Old Man intervened and saved him. Fishing him out of the Mountain Sea, avoiding calamity. This... was what happened in our segment of the Mountain Sea. As for this Mountain Sea, I have just arrived and do not know."

"The Mountain Sea Fishing Old Man, eh? Truly a tremendous fortune."

Qie Ji looked back towards where the Mountain Sea was, pondering for a while. Then, as if talking to himself: "After the Three Saints’ fall, I secretly searched the fragmented Mountain Sea. Yet, I didn’t find the existence of Miracle Luck of Mountain Sea."

"Perhaps it sensed another opportunity and went there. Only Miracle Luck of Mountain Sea can operate instinctively, even under the barrier of the Void Realm suppressing all senses."

Having gotten his answer, Qie Ji lost interest in Li Fan.

Immediately retracting his protective power, he gracefully retreated.

The grievously injured Li Fan exclaimed: "What about sparing my life as promised?"

Qie Ji chuckled softly: "Didn’t I just save you? I said, I never break a promise."

"However..."

"Saving you this once is different from saving you forever. Whether you survive this Void Realm storm depends on your own Fortune."

Qie Ji’s voice faded away.

Li Fan’s anxious expression suddenly calmed down.

"Then there’s nothing to be done."

"I hope you truly find Miracle Luck of Mountain Sea."

"Hmm? What do you mean by that?" Qie Ji’s voice suddenly came closer.

"Just a sincere blessing," Li Fan smiled.

Upon this statement, Li Fan could feel Qie Ji’s gaze freezing onto him like stone.

"Trying to trick me. Hah..."

Thereafter, he paid no more heed to Li Fan’s mystification and drifted away.

Li Fan did not stop him, instead taking a deep breath.

In the Void Realm, it was as if something was triggered.

A moment later, Li Fan’s shattered True Spirit began recovering visibly!

Prompting Qie Ji to return.

"This is..."

But Li Fan utterly ignored him, continuing to draw True Spirit from the Void Realm himself.

Earlier, what Guardian Hill did, was more than just play-acting; it was genuinely heavy-handed.

Almost truly crushing Li Fan’s spirit into oblivion.

"Guardian Hill strikes so hard..."

Fortunately, after this period of recuperation, he has gradually recovered.

As for the shattered True Spirit...

Those were nothing but illusions.

Even if he coughed up ten or a hundred times more True Spirit, it would not affect Li Fan in the slightest.

But such a phenomenon, in Qie Ji’s eyes, bore a completely different significance.

"You could actually extract the accumulated True Spirit of the Void Realm?"

Gradually, he noticed the subtle forishments and exclaimed in shock.