“Agreed!”
The sect leaders nodded in unison.
Things had escalated far beyond their initial plans at this point.
But there was no turning back, even if some sect leaders felt it wasn’t worth it—failing to kill Lin Yun or destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect, while offending the Wanderer and Du Yuanzi.
Yet here they were, they had to press on, after all, these renowned sects were now bound to the same sinking ship, united in glory or ruin.
Then, the Gu family head ordered two sect leaders to guard the imperial teleportation point outside Xingwu City, wary of Lin Yun doubling back, the rest turned into streaks of light to pursue!
As the Gu family head and the ten sect leaders departed, the sky fell silent, only the battlefield’s wreckage remained, testifying to the ferocity of the clash!
The crowd outside the gate lingered, still gazing skyward, the shocking scenes of the battle replaying in their minds.
The Wanhua Tournament champion, a rising star, had nearly been snuffed out—who wouldn’t sigh in lament?
Who could’ve foreseen this battle drawing in so many titans, even an Immortal stepping in personally?
Though Lin Yun had escaped for now, most believed that under the Zhutian Alliance’s relentless hunt, he’d struggle to avoid death in the end!
In the air.
“Thank you, Master Hong, thank you, Senior Wanderer, Senior Du Yuanzi,” the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader clasped his fists in gratitude towards Master Hong.
“No need for thanks, your sect should tread carefully going forward, the Zhutian Alliance might not attack openly, but covert suppression is inevitable,” Master Hong cautioned.
“I understand,” the Sect Leader nodded gravely, this was a challenge they’d have to face.
He turned his gaze to the horizon.
“He’ll escape, and when he returns, he’ll shake the entire Xingwu Empire! The Zhutian Alliance will pay!” the Sect Leader said with firm conviction.
He knew well the treasures Lin Yun possessed, including his escape tools, so he was confident Lin Yun would get away!
“He’ll escape! He will!”
Mo Qing held the same belief in her heart, ever since she’d met Lin Yun, he’d always been a miracle-maker.
“Mo Qing, you refused to join me at the Shadow Hall before because of this Lin Yun, will you come with me now?” the black-robed Immortal asked.
“Yes!”
Mo Qing’s gaze was resolute, “Every one of these forces chasing Lin Yun, I’ll make them pay dearly one day, if Lin Yun dies, I’ll make them regret it for life!”
“Good, let’s go.”
The Immortal waved, tearing open a spatial rift.
Mo Qing turned to the Sect Leader.
“Sect Leader, your disciple Mo Qing will leave the Xingwu Empire, but I’ll always remember the Heavenly Sword Sect, one day, I’ll return.”
“Go, it’s your fortune and opportunity,” the Sect Leader managed a smile.
Mo Qing apprenticing under an Immortal was something he was genuinely happy for.
“Mo Qing, come.”
The black-robed Immortal led her into the rift.
As it closed, Mo Qing vanished from this world.
The Wanderer turned to the Sect Leader.
“Sect Leader, I’ll use all my connections and resources to arrange things for your sect, ensuring the Zhutian Alliance doesn’t dare destroy it again, since I’ve stepped in, I’ll see it through,” the Wanderer said.
“Senior Wanderer, I’m truly unworthy of this,” the Sect Leader said, ashamed.
“It’s for Lin Yun too, his biggest worry must be the sect’s safety, I can’t do much more for him now, but I can protect the Heavenly Sword Sect, so he can rest easy out there,” the Wanderer said, his gaze deep.
…
In the palace hall.
“He actually escaped, quite surprising,” the Xingwu Emperor murmured.
“Perhaps I should’ve intervened in this…” a strange feeling stirred in his chest.
…
Elsewhere.
Using the Thousand Miles Vanishing Talisman, Lin Yun instantly teleported thousands of miles away.
He bore significant injuries at this point.
“With Master Hong’s promise, and Master Wanderer and Du Yuanzi’s help, the Heavenly Sword Sect should be fine,” Lin Yun’s eyes flickered with worry.
He had no idea how the battlefield would unfold after his departure.
But right now, he clearly lacked the strength to protect the sect, his priority was his own safety.
Lin Yun quickly pulled out a letter, retrieving a jade pendant from it.
It was from Senior Zhuang Song, the Little Sword Immortal.
With nowhere else to go, he’d head straight to Senior Zhuang Song and join his sect.
Lin Yun’s plan was simple: boost his strength relentlessly, then return to crush the Zhutian Alliance and avenge this day!
“Senior Zhuang Song isn’t in the Xingwu Empire?”
Probing the pendant, Lin Yun’s face shifted slightly.
It pointed to another empire.
The only way to travel between empires was through the imperial teleportation point outside Xingwu City.
But now, he obviously couldn’t return there!
“This is a big problem,” Lin Yun’s face paled.
His original plan was to escape and apprentice under an Immortal.
Now, that plan was derailed, life was full of surprises, no matter how well you prepared, unexpected twists always arose.
With his plan in tatters, Lin Yun fell into confusion.
Though he’d escaped with the talisman, what next? Where could he go?
The world was vast, but where was home?
“No matter, recover first.”
The earlier battle and injuries had left him in poor shape, Lin Yun quickly swallowed a pill to heal.
“Hmm?”
Just as he finished, his expression changed.
“They’re coming!”
He spotted a flying ship pushing its speed to the limit, racing towards him.
Though not top-tier, its max speed was still impressive, even thousands of miles wouldn’t take long.
Lin Yun summoned his own ship.
“Lin Yun, you can’t escape, surrender now!” a furious shout echoed from the horizon.
“It’s the Soul Refining Sect Leader and Hui Jue! Damn it, they actually caught up,” Lin Yun’s face twitched, this was unexpected.
Logically, the talisman’s random teleportation should’ve been nearly impossible to track, since they couldn’t know his direction.
