"No way! We must first pursue that Dark True Demon Seed! Fourth Brother once said that the harder the enemy tries to accomplish something, the more important it usually is. We absolutely cannot let them succeed. I have a gut feeling, if the Demon Lord gets hold of this Dark True Demon Seed, big trouble is bound to happen."
"But Sister, they are someone in the Transcendent Void Realm~" Lan Wanyi said with some unease in her heart, "Not to mention if we can catch up to him, even if we follow the Trashy Rat and find him, we canât beat him."
"Now weâre on the demonic clanâs territory, that old Void Realm fellow surely doesnât dare to travel at full speed to escape. Such a big commotion would definitely bring trouble, and frequently tearing through space to travel would wear him out, possibly attracting enemies." Wang Licui, with her rich experience in operations behind enemy lines, quickly sorted out the thoughts, "Tearing through space and using escape skills will leave traces. We can catch up with the old man by tracing the residual space marks and scent with the Trashy Rat. By then, I have a plan to cut down the Void Realm!"
"Space traces and scents will quickly dissipate; we canât delay, letâs talk while pursuing."
Wang Licui, despite usually appearing indifferent except for what to eat, is far sharper and more decisive than average in critical moments.
Itâs no wonder she gets along so well with Wang Ying Xuan.
After deciding, Wang Licui started leading the Trashy Rat and Lan Wanyi to track the old man.
Indeed, as her experience suggested, the grey-robed old man didnât dare to frequently use space tearing to travel on the demonic clanâs territory, but moved cautiously, avoiding areas like demonic clan territories where many of their kind gathered, causing his path to be unpredictable and winding.
Wang Licui carried Lan Wanyi, holding the shrunken Trashy Rat, as she flew close to the ground using the Half Immortal Crescent Moon, following the residual marks of space fluctuations.
After covering over a hundred miles, the Trashy Rat finally caught his scent again.
Through several twists and turns, Wang Licui and company gradually understood the enemyâs action trajectory.
Finally, they caught an opportunity.
In a secluded, demon-free valley, the grey-robed elder pitched a tent amidst the night, lit a bonfire, preparing to rest for the night before moving on.
He sat cross-legged, regulating the somewhat chaotic Mysterious Energy within him due to exhaustion, while closing his eyes for rest.
Even though he had prepared extensively beforehand, manipulating the Ming Sha Qi to separate out the Dark True Demon Seed was very taxing on his mind. He had kept up a tense demeanor while stealthily moving all the way, failing to truly relax, and his mental strain hadnât recovered. Now was his rare moment to relax his mind.
The weak bonfire light shining on his face provided warmth and brought him some peace of mind.
It was at this time that a girl in a messy dress, looking filthy all over, stumbled over.
Despite many disguises, it was clearly Lan Wanyi who had followed along with Licui all the way.
Before Lan Wanyi could approach, the grey-robed elder suddenly opened his eyes, glaring sharply at the girl: "Who are you? Why are you on the demonic clanâs territory?"
"Filthy grey-robed elder, save me~~" Lan Wanyi, upon seeing him, looked as if she had found her lifeline, both excited and frightened, rushed forward, "Iâm a Human race elite disciple from the Immortal Palace, and got separated from my troop while on a reconnaissance mission encountering enemy forces. Luckily, I managed to escape after a fierce battle..."
"Scram!"
The grey-robed elder waved his sleeve, tossing her aside before she could get close.
Huh? Didnât the move work?
Lan Wanyi felt frustrated.
Didnât Sister Licui say seduction was easy? Didnât the witch easily deal with the Young Master Ming Shura?
"Scraggly and stinky filthy grey-robed elder, save me~" Lan Wanyi tossed her clumsy seductive eyes at him, "Now is the crucial time for Immortals and Demons to unite against external demons; weâre like family~ Just save me, and Iâll do anything you want."
Saying this, she cheerfully approached once more.
The grey-robed elderâs face darkened: "Silly girl, thereâs a road to heaven, but you refuse to tread it; no door to hell, yet you insist on barging in!"
He said, waving his hand to gather a Nether Demon Claw, grabbing Lan Wanyiâs throat from afar.
The seduction plan to cut down the Void promptly failed.
"Girl, youâre unlucky..." The grey-robed elder said coldly, as he was about to kill and silence her when he noticed Lan Wanyi tossing out a "Talisman" from the corner of his eye.
But he was not too worried; what could a small Purple Abode Realm girl have...
The thought was incomplete when the "Talisman" shattered with a "crack."
An earth-shattering, terrifying energy surged out, transforming into a solid-like golden fist, striking toward the grey-robed elder.
Just a simple punch, yet the golden fist exuded immense power, as if all the "force" of the world had gathered into this one punch.
Wherever the punch wind passed, space collapsed continuously, and terrifying rumbling echoed through the heavens.
How could this be possible?!
The grey-robed elderâs face changed dramatically, instantly realizing the crisis; caught off guard, he could only defend hastily.
"Boom!"
Amidst the deafening rumble, he flew out like a torn rag, his internal organs almost entirely shattered, his Divine Soul nearly scattered, and blood spewed from his mouth.
At this moment, all that remained in his mind was a furious curse.
"Damn! True Immortal Strike!"
But the crisis wasnât over.
Just as he struggled to stabilize himself and regain control over his body, Wang Licui descended with the Half Immortal Crescent Blade in hand, slashing down.
A silver moon-like blade light swiftly cut through the sky, fiercely domineering, and exceptionally sharp, as if about to sever the heavens into two!
"I have a blade that can sever the Void!"
...