Chương 132: Escape
Peerless Immortal God (Beyond the Dao) · Void Paragon · 406 chương · ~15 phút đọc · Tạo 31/07/2026
Over a hundred kilometers away, Long feng flitted away like a streak of light with all his speed, constantly looking over his shoulder to confirm that no one was chasing after him. The truth was that he had only managed to set up an offensive formation because those old folks were not too alert against him, otherwise they would have figured it out before he finished setting up the formation. After all, they weren't fools. They were merely underestimating him even after everything.
And although the little trick he pulled off was successful, he also knew that the formation wouldn't play any noteworthy role. It was only as powerful as the attack of a rank one Yang realm master which was the best he could achieve with his current soul power. He perceived that the formation could only stop them for an incense stick worth of time at most and a dozen breath worth of time at least. But that was enough for him to put a considerable distance between them.
Half an hour later, Long feng sensed dozens of auras lock onto him like leaches, making all his hairs to rise. The old men were catching up! Long feng looked back and spotted several figures running after him. He was even quite surprised that his formation had actually held them up for half an hour! Not losing his composure, Long feng pushed his inner energy and ran faster. In the distance, he spotted a mountain range. Long feng's eyes lit up. This Mountain range was the final boundary separating the two provinces!
As long as he could scale over this mountain, he would finally enter the boundless sky province! Feeling excited, Long feng burned his inner energy furiously resulting in a slight increase in his speed. Behind him, old man Jian grimaced.
"How can a Yin level cultivator run for so long and still not run out of energy? Is this boy even human?" He spoke sourly.
"He seems to have a great reserve of energy compared to normal Yin realm cultivators. I've never seen an unusual Yin level cultivator like him. His inner energy is as abundant as that of a rank two or three Yang realm master!" Another elder added sullenly. Even for Yang realm masters like them, they couldn't go on running for so long. They were bound to be exhausted sooner or later.
"If we let him escape, our reputation will be utterly ruined. I don't know about you all but I can't watch that happen." The Wuma clan's elder gritted his teeth and ignited his life source again, and this time, he directly burned a portion of his life source! The Wuma clan had already lost enough face to Long Feng. He absolutely couldn't let Long Feng escape today otherwise the Wuma clan would become an utter joke. Stolen story; please report.
It must be known that Yang realm masters could live for only about a hundred years, probably a hundred and fifty. The Wuma clan's elder had directly sacrificed almost one fifth of his remaining life! And he was already nearing the hundred year mark! When combined with his earlier ignition of his life source, he was now able to live for a few decades more at most! As his speed drastically increased, some strands of his hair turned grey and his straight figure slowly withered a little.
From a middle aged man, he now looked slightly old and haggard.
"You…" the other elders were conflicted. Without doubt, if they failed to capture Long feng, then they would lose all face. But not everyone was as decisive as the Wuma clan's elder to burn so much of their life source at once! Everyone cherished life. Some of the elders steeled their hearts and also ignited their life source again. The remaining elders chose to stop chasing after Long feng. They couldn't afford to burn their lives for a single youth, especially not a soul cultivator.
In a matter of seconds, the people chasing after Long feng reduced by half! Only about ten people remained and they were the ones who chose to burn their life source, including old man Jian. Long feng felt the powerful auras closing in on him rapidly and his expression changed. Behind him, old man Jian stared at his back with cold eyes.
"You refuse to drink a toast so now you must eat a forfeit!" He spat coldly. This time, it was Long feng's turn to ignore them as he struggled towards the distant mountain range with all his might.
"You can still stop now. It is not too late. This old master's offer is still valid!" Old man Jian shouted. Still, Long feng ignored him.
"Hmph! Stubborn fool!" Old man Jian was incensed. When had he ever been so humiliated as an envoy of Jianhai clan? Without thinking too much, he stimulated the energy he got from burning his life source and punched out. Whoosh! An extremely powerful fist energy surged out and whistled towards Long feng, who felt as though a mountain was hurled at him. Even with the Origin Spirit Palace, he might not necessarily survive this punch. The palace blocked the attacks, not the rebound force.
His complexion paled as he revolved his inner energy and sent out the palace which enlarged behind him. BOOM A deafening explosion echoed as the spirit palace shook violently. The shockwaves from the collision was transmitted through the palace directly to Long feng. At that instant, Long feng felt some of his bones breaking. His blood boiled as he spat out mouthfuls of blood and was thrown away. His consciousness became blurry. He felt dizzy and he began to see things in double.
Even his soul world wasn't spared from this attack and was shaken severely. He felt as though a hammer was being smashed into his head, causing him incomparable pain! Through the corners of his eyes, Long feng saw old man Jian throw out another punch from a distance. Although this punch was weaker than the previous one, it was still more than the currently battered Long feng could take. He would probably lose all fighting strength and would be like a fish on the chopping board!
And it was too late to use the spirit palace again. Even for him, it was extremely difficult to use the Origin Spirit Palace, a Spirit armament several times in a row. Seeing that the fist energy was closing in on him, a decisive glint flashed through Long feng's eyes. He bit his lips to regain his consciousness and released his demon Dao energy in waves. Words and runes passed through his mind at that instant.
'Three waves demon annihilation; First wave, Suppressive demon!' Behind him, old man Jian suddenly frowned. He sensed a great power slowly rising from Long feng's body. The aura was like a demon flood dragon slowly awakening from a deep slumber. Even old man Jian felt a very tiny threat from this aura! BOOM! A massive amount of demon energy erupted from Long feng's body like an endless ocean, bringing with it a great pressure which surpassed the Yang level! Old man jian's expression changed drastically.
"Spirit grade Martial skill!" He exclaimed as genuine shock and fear rose from the depths of his heart. The fist energy which was about to crash into Long feng was blocked by the waves of demon energy. A suppressive power flooded out of the demon energy, drastically slowing down the fist and corroding it's strength. In a few breaths, the fist energy faded away and the demon energy continued to spread outwards unhindered as it swept towards old man Jian and the others, who tried to retreat but in vain.
'*Pu! *Pu! *Pu!' Old man Jian and the others paled and spat a mouthful of blood each. An overwhelmingly corrosive demon energy gushed into their bodies and dantian through their pores and they struggled to expel it out. The demon energy in the air soon dispersed and Long feng spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale as paper and his entire body was shivering. Nevertheless, he suppressed his pain with his willpower and revolved his inner energy.
His powerful regenerative body began to show as some of his smaller injuries healed. Without waiting to see the effects of his attack, Long feng ran towards the mountain range without looking back. Behind him, old man Jian and the others didn't follow as they struggled to expel the demon energy from their bodies. Any sudden movements would render their efforts futile, so they could only watch as Long feng escaped with eyes dripping with rage, caution and fear!

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