One move!
As Lin Yun had declared before striking, defeating Prince Yi required only one move!
“This… this…”
The Tianqian royal clan’s team stared in stunned silence at the figure ahead.
Lin Yun’s spiritual sense, mysteries, and swordsmanship left them utterly shocked.
Especially his late-stage Myriad Forms Body, which left them dumbfounded beyond measure.
Only one thought filled their minds: Who is this guy? How can he be so strong?
“Prince Yi!”
Several subordinates rushed forward to support Prince Yi.
“How could this… how could this be!” Prince Yi’s eyes widened, his face as ugly as if he’d eaten filth.
He, the esteemed Prince Yi, had actually lost to an opponent of the same realm?
What a humiliation!
From childhood, he had always been the most outstanding among his peers. With the royal clan’s full support, he was supremely confident in his strength.
But in this moment, Lin Yun had trampled his dignity and pride into the ground, mercilessly crushing them!
“Your Highness!”
Prince Yi’s subordinates helped him up from the ground.
“Your Highness, are you injured?” the bald old man asked urgently.
“Get lost! I’m fine, I don’t need help!”
Prince Yi shoved away those supporting him, letting out a low growl, roaring like a wounded lion in a frenzy.
“Prince Yi, you lost. According to our agreement, can I leave now? As a prince of the Tianqian Empire, I trust you wouldn’t go back on your word, would you?” Lin Yun said calmly, hands behind his back.
Prince Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, his venomous gaze fixed on Lin Yun, “Leave? You think you can leave today? If you don’t die, where does that leave my reputation? And your sword and all your resources—you’ll hand them over!”
Lin Yun’s eyes narrowed, “Prince Yi, are you really going back on your word? You’re a prince of the Tianqian royal clan. Don’t you plan to preserve even a shred of your dignity?”
“I agreed to your challenge, true, but I never promised to let you leave if you won. That was your assumption,” Prince Yi said darkly.
Then, a sinister smile spread across his face, “The strong prey on the weak. The strong make the rules! Strength is justice!”
“Fine, I’ll be honest too. I never expected you to keep your word anyway. Since you’re set on killing me, I feel pretty good about beating you up first,” Lin Yun said, a smile creeping onto his face.
The last time Prince Yi rallied everyone to team up against the metal creatures in the hall, he went back on his word afterward, proving he prioritized profit over integrity.
Lin Yun continued with a smile, “And let me add one more thing: your strength is truly pathetic! If this is what qualifies you as a prince, the Tianqian royal clan would be better off feeding their resources to pigs.”
As he spoke, Lin Yun slowly raised his middle finger in contempt.
“You… you… you…”
Prince Yi trembled with rage, nearly spitting blood.
“Elder Liao, Elder Chen, both of you, kill him! Kill him!” Prince Yi’s pupils contracted in fury as he roared hysterically.
“Want to kill me? Not so easy!”
“Little White, let’s go!”
Lin Yun stomped the ground, soaring into the air with the Baize Beast, bursting into speed to escape.
Lin Yun knew that if it came to a real fight, facing two Tribulation Realm experts, plus the rest of their group, and with Prince Yi—who could match Tribulation Realm strength—joining in, he stood no chance of winning.
“After him!”
“Even if we chase him to the ends of the earth, we’ll kill that bastard!” Prince Yi roared maniacally.
Chase!
The two Tribulation Realm experts led the charge, pursuing Lin Yun relentlessly, with the entire royal clan team erupting into speed behind them.
“Kid, you absolutely can’t escape!”
After Prince Yi’s words, he too burst into speed to join the pursuit.
…
Ahead.
Lin Yun and Little White pushed their speed to the limit, fleeing desperately. Lin Yun took out a Holy Spirit-level domain artifact and infused it with internal energy.
The pursuing Tianqian royal clan used similar domain artifacts, restricting both sides.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As Lin Yun fled frantically, the wind roared past his ears.
The two Tribulation Realm experts were fast, steadily closing the gap behind Lin Yun.
“Little Master, it seems our speed can’t outmatch theirs,” Little White said worriedly.
“I know,” Lin Yun replied, fleeing at full speed while keeping an eye on the situation behind.
“Kid, even if you ascend to the heavens or burrow into the earth, there’s no escaping today!”
The two Tribulation Realm experts’ shouts thundered from behind.
At the same time, they gathered internal energy in their hands.
“Sky Crane Palm!”
As they swung their palms, a torrent of internal energy roared forth, forming two massive glowing palms that hurtled towards the fleeing Lin Yun.
As Tribulation Realm experts, their long-range attacks, while not as fierce as their close-combat strikes, were still formidable.
Whoosh!
The two massive palm shadows quickly closed in, aiming for Lin Yun’s back.
“Master, be careful!” Little White shouted urgently.
If Lin Yun turned to swing his sword, he could easily shatter these long-range attacks.
But turning to strike would cause a pause, allowing the pursuers to close the distance.
So, Lin Yun could only keep charging forward at full speed, letting the two attacks slam into his back.
Boom! Boom!
The attacks hit Lin Yun but caused no harm, thanks to his late-stage Myriad Forms Body. However, the impact made him stagger, slowing his escape.
“Damn, this guy’s defense is too freakish! He’s taking hits with his body and isn’t even fazed!”
The two Tribulation Realm cultivators leading the chase couldn’t help but curse.
“But when he takes those hits, his speed drops. If we keep attacking, we’ll catch him!” the bald Tribulation Realm elder said.
“Good! Again!”
The two continued their relentless pursuit, gathering energy for more attacks.
Sky Crane Palm!
One attack after another slammed into Lin Yun’s back.
Both sides pushed their speed to the limit, but with the pursuers’ constant long-range attacks, the distance was closing fast.
Prince Yi caught up, trailing just behind the two Tribulation Realm experts.
“You little mongrel, you can’t escape. You’re dead!” Prince Yi roared savagely.
Along the way, they naturally encountered other teams.
“That’s Prince Yi of the Tianqian royal clan! He’s chasing someone!”
“The guy fleeing is a rogue cultivator, right? He came in alone, not with any team. He’s provoked Prince Yi—he’s done for!”
…
The underground teams looked up at the figures flashing across the sky, exclaiming in shock.
Ahead.
Sky Crane Palm!
Boom! Boom!
Several more attacks struck Lin Yun, narrowing the gap even further.
The distance was now critically close. A couple more rounds, and they’d catch him completely!
“Master, what do we do now?” Little White asked, frantic.
Sweat beaded densely on Lin Yun’s forehead, a sign of the immense pressure he was under.
It was clear now that shaking off this group was utterly unrealistic!
Them catching up was only a matter of time.
“Hm? The Silver Lake!”
Lin Yun realized he had reached the Silver Syrup Lake where he had previously obtained the Ksitigarbha Bodhi Fruit.
The lake was vast, stretching beyond the horizon.
“I’ve got an idea!” Lin Yun’s eyes lit up.
