Chapter Twenty-Four: Pursuit and Escape

  The sky is clear and bright, with the scorching sun shining high.

  But in the sky above, there were two dark clouds, which not only appeared but also moved swiftly, and soon disappeared into the distant horizon.

  Some people occasionally look up and see it, but they just show a surprised expression.

  The people below did not see the figure above the dark cloud, and naturally would not think that someone was riding on the clouds.

  Ling Sheng drove the cloud gas, did not stay to flee, drove the cloud to leave the mountain valley, now has been half a pillar of incense, escaped also considered far, but behind Wang Yang still closely followed.

  Wang Yang's face was ashen, and the sword energy cut in from behind his heel, passing through his thigh and cutting off both legs at an angle. Now, the flesh below his knees had been severed by Wang Yang himself, leaving only bones above the knee, although a large piece of flesh had been lost, it could still be restored, but the bones below the knee were gone, which was a big problem.

  This damned scoundrel!

  The red snake shrunk its body, coiled around Wang Yang's legs, stopped the bleeding, and inserted its fangs into Wang Yang's thigh, secretly transferring its vital energy.

  Generally speaking, a character of this caliber being hurt by an insignificant person and to such an extent should be extremely furious, loudly shouting and yelling, wanting to beat the other party into pulp, only to be plotted against again by the minor character, and then die in frustration.

  The quietness of Wang Yang's departure was somewhat frightening.

  Wang Yang's calmness made Ling Sheng feel even colder, if the opponent lost his temper and shouted wildly, it would mean that he had lost his reason or composure, or was out of breath and could only use words to provoke others. But since the opponent was so calm, didn't it mean that he still had a trump card?

  Ling Sheng was not arrogant, nor did he feel that his cultivation had achieved anything. He had not yet thoroughly consolidated his foundation, and his cultivation was not yet profound, but he could cross a huge chasm to deal with a Yun Gang True Person. Previously, taking him by surprise had not been enough to accomplish the task in one move, and now that the opponent was on guard, it would be even more difficult to succeed.

  "The Jianqi Tongxuan Chapter" is indeed not trivial, and it has just entered the Yuqi boundary. On the sword dan, there is only one acupoint, but the sword energy can already hurt a Yun Gang True Person. Its sharpness is astonishing, making Ling Sheng extremely satisfied.

  Three breaths can produce a sword energy, but Ling Sheng did not produce sword energy in this half-column of incense. He understood that once the sword energy was displayed, there would be no reliance or deterrence between the next three breaths. The Yun Gang True Person behind him only needed to wait for the right moment, and within three breaths, ten Ling Shengs could not withstand a single slap from him.

  It is clear that the other side also has its own concerns.

  Logically speaking, with such sharp sword energy, the consumption must be considerable. Even a master at the peak of cultivating energy would need to exert their full strength to achieve this. An ordinary cultivator would exhaust their entire body's energy with just one move of sword energy. Ling Sheng had only just entered the realm of cultivating energy, and according to normal reasoning, it was impossible for him to have such powerful sword energy. Even if he managed to force it out, it should have been a case of burning his last bit of oil to keep the lamp lit.

  Ke Lin wins with a sword, Dan hangs in the dan tian. As long as the essence of gold and air inside the sword is not cut off, he can lead the true energy, use the true energy to move the essence of gold and air, and turn it into sword energy.

  Normally, those who cultivate sword energy take metal as the main element. Metal is in charge of killing and chopping, transforming into a sharp weapon, but it belongs to the path of sharpness and not thickness, so it cannot last for long. Therefore, some people supplement their cultivation with other methods, such as water's variability, earth's heaviness, and many others. However, this makes the sword energy mixed and no longer has its original sharp and powerful might.

  "The Jianqi Tongxuan Chapter" is different, this kung fu belongs to the metal system, extremely aggressive and invasive, with sword dan as its origin. As long as the sword dan's essence of gold is sufficient and thick, the sword energy will never be exhausted.

  Ling Sheng thought he had a decent natural talent, but not an extraordinary one. However, this unusual "Jian Qi Tong Xuan Pian" was his true trump card, the sharp sword that cleared away the fog on his path forward.

  "You can't escape." Wang Yang finally spoke up, his expression had returned to calm, but his voice was eerily gloomy.

  Ling Sheng didn't respond, and instead descended further into the mountain range.

  The sky is vast, but only in this way can we pursue, Ling Sheng knows that he cannot escape, and can only rely on the environment below to hide. As for Lin Yun, she has already been seriously injured and fainted.

  The red snake rises with a loud hiss, its voice shaking in all directions, reaching down into the mountains and forests.

  In an instant, apes wailed and tigers howled, birds chirped and insects buzzed.

  A dark shadow emerged from the mountains and forests, rushing towards him. Ling Sheng's expression changed slightly as he suddenly pulled up and flew back into the high sky.

  It was a flock of flying birds, tens of thousands, densely packed, merged into one piece, coming straight at us.

  The speed of riding the clouds and driving the fog was far superior to that of birds in flight, and soon left the flying birds behind, but with this delay, Wang Yang had approached a little closer.

  "I was born into the Gu insect clan, and with my life-bound Gu insects, I can manipulate poisonous ants and beasts with ease. Controlling flying birds and running beasts is also a trivial matter." Wang Yang said indifferently: "In the mountains and forests, there are many flying birds, running beasts, poisonous insects, and strange creatures. If you want to learn the secrets of our school, you might as well go down the mountain and take a look around."

  As soon as the words fell, the dark cloud in front of him suddenly fell down.

  Wang Yang was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "You don't know life from death."

  Previously blocked by a group of flying birds in the mountain forest, Ling Sheng knew that Wang Yang had the ability to manipulate the birds and beasts in the mountains, so he was unwilling to descend from the mountain forest. Unexpectedly, a strong suction force came from below the mountain, pulling him down alive.

  Wang Yang followed closely, looking at Ling Sheng who had hidden into the mountain forest. He thought to himself: "In the mountains and forests, there are countless poisonous insects and ants. With my life-bound Gu worms' might, I can control them as I please. No matter how cunning this little brat is, he won't be able to escape."

  A strong gust of wind blows down from high above, striking me in the face, sharp as a knife, and chilling to the bone.

  Wang Yang had been chasing all the way, still feeling no cold, but somehow when he arrived here, a thread of cold air crept up from behind his back and struck the back of his head.

  Before he could react, Wang Yang saw the source that made his heart tremble with fear.

  It was a flat, elongated object tens of meters wide and dozens of meters long, pink in color, coming from the mountains and forests below, tearing through the air with a loud explosive sound, its power was extremely strong, unparalleled and overbearing.

  Even as the patriarch of a sect, Wang Yangming, who had entered the Cloud Covering Realm, couldn't help but change his expression greatly, and the red snake at his waist puffed up with the wind, biting fiercely before leaving.

  The red snake was over ten feet long, as thick as a water bucket, flying high in the air and colliding fiercely with the incoming object.

  A series of explosions sounded, and the red snake was instantly cut into dozens of pieces, scattering and falling everywhere. Only one snake head still hadn't died completely and flew back to Wang Yang's arms.

  Benming Gu snake was injured and dying, Wang Yang's life was closely tied to it, so he couldn't feel well either. His face turned deathly pale, his head felt like it was splitting open with intense pain.

  The incoming object hit the dark cloud under Wang Yang's seat, and the dark cloud instantly dispersed. Wang Yang was thrown far away, and the corner of his eye seemed to catch a glimpse of the source of the pink object.

  This is a frog, with its head flat and its chest and abdomen wide open, as if it had been disembowelled. The pink object that has come from below is the long tongue in the frog's mouth.

  Wang Yang only had time to take in the appearance of the frog, when suddenly everything went black, and he fell into another mountain range, his life or death unknown.