If Chen Hua was the one among the Mystical chanism cultivators who left the deepest shadow in their minds, then Liang Yi is undoubtedly the person all Abyss cultivators most want to eradicate.
It could be said that without Liang Yi, they would have already been enjoying their lives on the Mystical chanism Continent, ready to target the next world.
But because of Liang Yi, step by step, all their plans were overturned and eventually completely destroyed, even the Heavenly Vein Spirit Core of the Abyss World was ruined, pushing all of them onto a dead end!
"If Liang Yi could die here, the significance would even surpass that of Chen Hua!"
These Abyss cultivators scrambled to notify the Abyss Envoys in the rear, then eagerly looked up, wanting to relish the spectacle of Liang Yi being forced to run frantically by the array.
They didn't expect Liang Yi to be killed by those arrays, but escaping seed unlikely, especially since those evil formations were prepared for Chen Hua.
Any Eighth Realm cultivator, being able to survive under such conditions for a period, would be considered top-tier in strength!
Yet, to the surprise of these Abyss cultivators, the thousand-mile region where the array's spirit light had just illuminated the sky had now unexpectedly returned to tranquility once again.
If it weren't for the giant pits scattered across the ground, they would almost have believed everything that happened just now was rely an illusion. As for Liang Yi, who had been in the center of the array, facing assaults from all sides, had already vanished.
"Dead... dead?"
The gaunt cultivator gazed numbly, rubbing his eyes to see if he was hallucinating.
It shouldn't be possible, is Liang Yi really that weak? Could he perhaps have only sent a projection?
"Where did that guy go!? You tell , damn it, where is he?"
The brutal cultivator grabbed the gaunt cultivator's collar, lifting him high, his expression like a predator ready to devour.
How could Liang Yi possibly be killed in just a few breaths?
If he wasn't killed, then it ans he successfully escaped the thousand-mile dead territory!
At this thought, a trace of fear flashed across the brutal cultivator's originally bloodshot eyes, because if Liang Yi had truly escaped, it would signify their dereliction, leading to punishnt from those Abyss envoys.
Thinking of those lords' punitive thods, the brutal cultivator could no longer act savage—instead, an invisible terror gripped his heart.
"You useless lot, what are you doing, hurry up and find him for !?"
The brutal cultivator tossed the cultivator in his hands onto the ground and turned to roar angrily.
Several other Abyss cultivators also turned pale, seemingly recalling sothing, and all began to utilize their hidden Daoist skills, desperately attempting to locate Liang Yi's trail.
"Are you looking for ?"
A gentle voice like a spring breeze in March suddenly sounded from behind.
Upon hearing the voice, everyone present froze, with the leading brutal cultivator's face turning ashen, colder than paper, with cold sweat uncontrollably sliding down his temples.
"This voice..."
Caution overwheld him as he slowly turned around, his pupils contracting abruptly.
Liang Yi, whom they had painstakingly searched for without success, had sohow appeared behind them.
Holding Yuan Zhou, Liang Yi looked calm, neither sad nor happy, yet the blood dripping silently from the sword blade acted as a silent deterrent, causing everyone to subconsciously slow their breathing.
Beneath Liang Yi's feet, besides the few trusted allies of the brutal cultivator, all Abyss cultivators in the vicinity lay on the ground lifeless, their necks marked by sword qi distinctly visible, chilling to behold.
Zheng—
Before any cultivators present could react, a sword hum quietly echoed.
Dong—
The sound of bodies falling one after another resounded, with the brutal cultivator instinctively swallowing and gazing around in fear.
Before he could even react, apart from him, no other Abyss cultivators remained alive here, and he hadn't even seen Liang Yi's swordplay.
To this day, whether it's the Seventh Realm or the Eighth Realm, regardless of talent or late bloors, Liang Yi could sweep them all with just a single strike.
In front of Liang Yi, no miracle exists!
"Don't... don't kill ! I know many things, I can tell you everything! I can help you cover your tracks, as if you never appeared! I have the mark within , if I die, the envoys will imdiately know. Don't kill , I beg you!"
Facing absolute death, the brutal cultivator imdiately fell on his knees, pressing his forehead tightly against the ground.
Even knowing that even if Liang Yi spared him, death was inevitable later on, but in front of Liang Yi, he felt the sa fear as when facing Chen Hua.
This fear even made him forget the orders of those Abyss envoys!
Being alive, even for a mont, was a profound happiness.
Seeing the burly Eighth Realm man trembling on his knees, Liang Yi's face showed neither disdain nor ridicule, but continued to look at him indifferently.
It was neither an enemy-induced strategy nor a sudden ambush—this guy... was genuinely afraid of him!
Liang Yi gently shook his sword to shed the blood, casually stowing away Yuan Zhou.
Hearing the sound of the sword returning to its sheath, the brutal man shuddered montarily yet sighed in relief—perhaps now he wouldn't die?
If Liang Yi still wished to hide in this area temporarily, then he was still valuable; he could entirely help Liang Yi conceal his presence...
But as the brute still contemplated in his mind how to please Liang Yi, his eyes widened suddenly as he gazed upward in shock at Liang Yi, who looked down on him, finally slowly closing his eyes as his vitality dissipated.
Liang Yi withdrew his fingertip that had been against the man's forehead—the information he desired was already acquired.
The man guessed correctly—Liang Yi spared him because of his high status, wanting to extract so intelligence from him.
But the man's mistake was in naively believing Liang Yi could only obtain intelligence through questioning.
"Sorry, if you don't eradicate the roots, the spring breeze will bring them anew." Liang Yi shrugged; surrendering without resistance was the man's affair, accepting it was his.
"Having learned many Daoist skills allows limitless freedom; hope you can be smarter in your next life."
After the words fell, Liang Yi donned the cloak vestnt that the Senluo Wanxiang Sect had given him, the garnt being plain black but upon closer examination, its surface was outlined with countless intricate engravings manifesting the essence of Senluo Wanxiang.
After wearing it, Liang Yi sensed a faint mist rising from his feet, causing his figure to fade completely from the world.
"They should be arriving soon, ti to slip away."
Liang Yi looked towards the distance, where dark clouds carried storm and thunder, approaching at an alarming pace, hiding an aura so terrifying even Liang Yi hesitated to confront it head-on.
"Let's play hide and seek..."
No sooner had Liang Yi vanished than individuals causing world turbulence appeared at the place Liang Yi had been monts ago, faces grim as they stared at the corpses on the ground.
"Unexpected... it turned out to be Liang Yi!"
Qiu Feng's face clouded over, surrounded by fleeting breezes of abyssal breath, speaking in disbelief.
That guy Liang Yi is almost like the precious jewel of the Mystical chanism—if there was one cultivator considered the hope of Mystical chanism, it would definitely be Liang Yi, that kid.
No one expected Chen Hua to actually be willing to send his cherished disciple over to die, knowing full well that the Abyss Will now bore a grudge against Liang Yi as deep as the seas, and would certainly kill him without hesitation.
In their plans, it was more likely the person sent would be from Complete Heaven Sect or the Senluo Wanxiang Sect, but Liang Yi managed to break their plans.
"Liang Yi..."
The voice was hoarse and grating, like the sound of two white bones rubbing together; under the hood, Zuo Yongning's eyes lit with twin ghost fires.
The hatred of killing his child was irreconcilable!
Behind him, the blood moon's shadowed Gongsun Bai'an rubbed his chin, his eyes showing a hint of interest.
Liang Yi is here; now, this is intriguing.
"Inform the Abyss Masters, say Liang Yi is already in the Abyss Continent, to see if they can find his location."
After speaking, Gongsun Bai'an turned to look at the silent Xia Kun and spoke proactively: "Didn't you want to kill that guy too? Why not join Zuo Yongning and take people to search."
"Mm!"
Xia Kun nodded, fists clenched.
Last ti, losing Tian Anyu and even destroying the Heavenly Vein Spirit Core right under his nose, if not for the current need for manpower, the Abyss Master would have spared no expense.
But despite this, his status among everyone rapidly declined, limiting his ability to speak.
"Just wait; if I find you again, I'll definitely crush your skull!"
Xia Kun turned and followed behind Zuo Yongning, speaking through gritted teeth.
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