Chapter 1618: Chapter 1614: Three Daoist Figures
The next instant, Wanshui Zhenren suddenly awoke, only to see a horrifying scene unfold before him.
Shen Luo, who was thought to have depleted his mana, was now surging with Demonic Qi all over his body, performing the Chiyou Strike. Under the swing of his massive fists, the flesh body of Blood Wheel King was splashing apart into disjointed limbs, utterly powerless to resist.
And Nie Caizhu, who had previously been facing away from him, had now turned around, watching him with a faint smile.
Wanshui Zhenren shuddered, suddenly feeling a chill over his body. He stared dumbfoundedly downwards, only to find a black short rod pierced in front of his chest, emitting a sinister black light.
“What’s going on?” he murmured in pain.
Imdiately following, the flesh and blood of his entire body began to decay at a visible speed, and the strength within him rapidly drained along the black short rod into Nie Caizhu’s body.
In the distance, Yan Lie and Che Qingtian watched as the flesh of Wanshui Zhenren turned into ashes bit by bit; in just a few monts, his garnts and ornants lifelessly fell to the ground.
Disbelief flashed through their eyes.
Unlike Wanshui Zhenren who was caught in the confusion of the mont, the two of them, as spectators, clearly understood everything that had just happened.
However, they couldn’t believe that Nie Caizhu had actually executed the Ti Divine Ability.
Though its range was extrely small, only about a few ters, it had frozen Wanshui Zhenren and the Blood Wheel King Armor almost to a halt in that instant.
Actual ti freeze!
In that instant, Wanshui Zhenren and Blood Wheel King Armor, completely unguarded, were at the rcy of their opponent’s attacks.
And Shen Luo, that guy, had actually been concealing his strength. Even the appearance of mana exhaustion just now was to deceive them, and in the mont when the situation reversed, he suddenly unleashed a massive surge of Demonic Qi, shattering the body of Blood Wheel King Armor with a few punches.
“Was that really Ti Divine Ability?” Yan Lie hesitated.
“You saw it too, that was certainly not any restriction mystic arts.” Che Qingtian said with a furrowed brow.
The two looked at each other, and for a mont, neither dared to continue their attack.
Shen Luo retracted his Demonic Qi, by now clearly at his last gasp, the consumption of his mana almost exhausted.
He took the Devouring Elent Magic Wand from Nie Caizhu’s hand, staggered to the remains of Wanshui Zhenren, and rummaged through the clothing to retrieve the Storage Magical Tool and other treasures like Ten Thousand Miles of Cloud and Treasure Coin from the ground, tucking them into his embrace.
Then, he dumped out the ashes from the two Cloud Chasing Lightning Boots on the ground and slipped them onto his feet.
Yan Lie and Che Qingtian just watched as Shen Luo, swallowing several tis, hesitated to make a move.
“Hey, are you still going to fight? My mana is already exhausted; if you don’t seize this chance now, there won’t be another,” Shen Luo said with a hearty laugh.
As he spoke, he staggered towards the remains of the Sand Beasts, driving the Devouring Elent Magic Wand into their bodies to absorb the last bits of strength from their flesh and blood.
Watching his feeble state, Yan Lie and his companion were internally disturbed, unsure whether he was truly weak or, like before, rely feigning as part of a ploy to deceive them.
But whether true or false, at this mont neither wished to approach and test it, all showing a hesitance on their faces.
After Shen Luo absorbed so strength, with a casual wave, he perford the Art of Spirit Communication and summoned a Sand Lizard, with Nie Caizhu hopping onto its back.
“I gave you a chance and you didn’t take it. Since you’re not attacking, then we’re leaving.” With that, Shen Luo controlled the Sand Lizard, turning away to leave.
At this, Yan Lie and Che Qingtian beca sowhat anxious and hurriedly prepared to chase after him.
Yet before they could get close, a faint Demonic Qi began to emanate from Shen Luo, and Nie Caizhu beside him had her fingers pinched as if she had a magic spell ready.
This startled Yan Lie and his companion, who were already suspicious, causing them to stop in their tracks.
Watching Shen Luo and the other person distancing far away, although they were extrely frustrated, there was nothing they could do about it.
…
At the sa ti, behind a distant sand dune stood three blurry figures, surrounded by darkness.
This darkness was peculiar; it emitted no breath at all, and from a distance, it looked like the shadow of the sand dune.
“That man in white is really sothing. His cultivation level seems to have reached the Middle Stage of Taiyi. But wasn’t he left behind in Peace Valley? How did he catch up?” one of the blurry figures spoke, and it was Wu Luo’s voice.
“That man’s na is Che Qingtian, and he seems to have so relation to the Tianyan Palace. It appears he is a descendant of Che Yuan. He appeared with Shen Luo at the Tianyan Palace before, but during the second layer, he was teleported out due to violating rules. Perhaps he found another way to activate that Teleportation Array,” another dark silhouette said, its voice grating like two pieces of tal scraping together.
“Descendants of Yuan!” Wu Luo exclaid in surprise, seemingly familiar with Che Yuan.
“What should we do now? That Shen Luo has escaped, and their mana is depleted. Should we pursue and take the chance to eliminate them?” another red silhouette asked.
“No, that Shen Luo is cunning. I sense he has more tricks up his sleeve that he hasn’t used yet; even if we act, we likely won’t be able to kill them. It might make things worse, and that woman beside him is of great use to us; we can’t afford a slip-up,” the dark silhouette spoke, its eyes bright.
“Correct, if I wanted to strike at that Shen Luo, I would’ve done so already; why wait till now? The woman beside him carries the Witch Tribe Bloodline, and moreover, she inherited Great Witch Houyi’s Power. It sounds like you plan to utilize this woman’s power next,” Wu Luo also said.
“Descendant of the Witch Tribe! That’s excellent, if we can use this girl to get that thing, we might finally be able to leave this damned place,” the red silhouette said excitedly, then.
“Exactly, let’s go,” the dark silhouette laughed, and the darkness enveloping the three figures suddenly thickened, rging into the ground.
…
Shen Luo and Nie Caizhu ran frantically, only stopping after half a day. The Sand Lizard they had been using was too exhausted and had been stored away by then.
“Cai Zhu, are you alright?” Shen Luo’s physical body was robust, and he could still hold on.
Nie Caizhu was not in a good condition; her mana was almost depleted, and despite wearing the Pacing Azure Cloud Boots, she had trouble keeping up with Shen Luo.
“I’m alright,” Nie Caizhu replied with a forced smile.
“Those guys don’t seem like they will chase us any ti soon; let’s rest a bit,” Shen Luo suggested.
Nie Caizhu nodded, and sat down leaning on Shen Luo, her face showing exhaustion.
Not only was her mana depleted, but she had also used the Ti Divine Ability briefly earlier, which had placed a significant strain on her body.
Just at that mont, the ground rumbled, and a sandstorm tens of feet high approached, filled with roars that sounded like a group of Sand Lizards.
“Just when we need another Sand Beast for riding, what we think of appears!” Shen Luo joyfully leapt into the sandstorm upon seeing this.
With several loud booms, the sand churned violently.
Everything soon cald down, and after a few breaths, a Sand Lizard even larger than before slowly erged; Shen Luo sat on it, looking considerably better.
Apart from this Sand Lizard for transportation, the other Sand Lizards had been killed by him using the Devouring Elent Magic Wand, absorbing their vital essence, and his mana had sowhat recovered.
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