Pu Heng Sage completely ignored the Seven Tones Halberd hurtling toward him and instead threw a frenzied punch at Lan Xiaobu. If he had the time, he would have already summoned another treasure, burned all his essence blood, and torn Lan Xiaobu to shreds.
If Lan Xiaobu’s Dao aura showed even the slightest hesitation, Pu Heng would immediately reclaim his Yin-Yang Mirror. He hadn’t anticipated the Great Severing Art earlier, but now that he had, he wouldn’t let such a thing happen a second time.
A violent killing intent surged toward Lan Xiaobu, who was determined to seize Pu Heng’s Yin-Yang Mirror. However, if he tried to defend himself, Pu Heng Sage would undoubtedly take the opportunity to reclaim the mirror.
It wasn’t that the Great Severing Art was ineffective, but rather that Lan Xiaobu’s cultivation level was too low. At the Unity God Realm’s first layer, he was several major levels below Pu Heng, who had surpassed both the Unity God and Quasi-Sage Realms. Even if Pu Heng was only a pseudo-Sage, he was still far beyond Lan Xiaobu’s current strength. If Lan Xiaobu tried to avoid injury while seizing the Yin-Yang Mirror, he would end up with nothing.
The Dao aura of the Great Severing Art erupted wildly, and Lan Xiaobu completely ignored the punch hurtling toward him. His physical body was strong, and he refused to believe that a single punch from Pu Heng could destroy it.
“Pfft!” Pu Heng Sage spat out a mouthful of blood. Because he had tried to forcibly retain control of the Yin-Yang Mirror, the terrifying Great Severing Art had severed his mental connection to the mirror in that brief moment. In the next instant, the aura of the Yin-Yang Mirror vanished from his consciousness.
“Crack!” A massive hole was blasted into Lan Xiaobu’s side by the punch. Although his physical body hadn’t collapsed, his bones were shattered, and his entire body was on the verge of crumbling. At the same time, the Seven Tones Halberd struck Pu Heng Sage, who had also disregarded his own safety.
However, due to the hesitation in Lan Xiaobu’s Dao aura, the Seven Tones Halberd only inflicted minor injuries on Pu Heng Sage.
“Old fool, I’ll leave the Seven Tones Halberd with you for now. Don’t think you can trade a broken mirror for my halberd. Dream on…” As Lan Xiaobu uttered the last few words, his body vanished from the space.
Pu Heng Sage spat out another mouthful of blood. While the Seven Tones Halberd had caused him some minor injuries, this mouthful of blood was mostly due to rage. How could he tolerate the insult of someone trying to trade a broken halberd for his Yin-Yang Mirror, and even claiming that the mirror wasn’t enough?
The Yin-Yang Mirror had been forcibly taken by Lan Xiaobu and stored in the Cosmic Dimensional Model. With the spatial restraints gone and the Great Severing Art severing all pseudo-Sage domain effects, Lan Xiaobu had instantly teleported away.
Although Lan Xiaobu had used the Great Severing Art earlier, Pu Heng Sage still hadn’t believed that Lan Xiaobu could take his Yin-Yang Mirror. After all, Lan Xiaobu’s cultivation level was too low. Even if he stored the mirror in his world, Pu Heng could have used the spiritual mark on the mirror to retrieve it or even destroy Lan Xiaobu’s world.
But the moment Lan Xiaobu disappeared, Pu Heng Sage was dumbfounded. He had completely lost his connection to the Yin-Yang Mirror.
How was this possible?
Pu Heng Sage trembled uncontrollably, completely forgetting that the Seven Tones Halberd was still embedded in his body. His Yin-Yang Mirror had truly been taken, right before his eyes.
At this moment, he deeply understood the despair He Yu Sage must have felt when he lost the Book of Life and Death.
No, the Yin-Yang Mirror couldn’t be taken. It wasn’t just a tool for him to attain Sagehood; it was his lifeline, as essential to him as his own life.
“Ah!” Pu Heng Sage roared in fury, pulling the Seven Tones Halberd from his body and ignoring the blood gushing out like water from a broken jar.
He forced himself to calm down. He didn’t chase after Lan Xiaobu, knowing it would be impossible to catch him. Lan Xiaobu had the Reincarnation Pot, whose speed was unmatched. What treasure could possibly catch up to the Reincarnation Pot?
However, Pu Heng wasn’t worried about Lan Xiaobu escaping. He had landed a punch on Lan Xiaobu, and as long as the wound didn’t heal, the residual Dao aura from the injury would be impossible to conceal. Now, he needed to find allies to deal with Lan Xiaobu.
Taking a deep breath, Pu Heng Sage suppressed his overwhelming hatred for Lan Xiaobu and sent messages to several Sages at the Golden Pot Palace. At the same time, he activated a talisman.
…
At the same time, Lan Xiaobu was beginning to feel something was wrong. He had swallowed several Dao fruits, including the Five-Colored Immortal Mushroom, but the residual Dao aura from Pu Heng Sage’s punch wasn’t being suppressed. Instead, it continued to tear apart his physical body and Dao aura.
The best course of action for Lan Xiaobu now would be to rush to the Emperor Rest Tree to heal. But he didn’t dare. If he stopped to heal, he would have to find a place to settle down.
If he stopped without entering the Cosmic Dimensional Model, Pu Heng Sage would undoubtedly find him, as the residual Dao aura from his injury would give him away.
If he stopped and entered the Cosmic Dimensional Model, he would still be in grave danger.
As long as Pu Heng Sage had a rough idea of his location, he could find a way to kill him. Even though the Reincarnation Pot was fast, Pu Heng Sage could track him based on the traces of his injury.
The only solution was to enter the Cosmic Dimensional Model himself and let the Chaos Unicorn control the Reincarnation Pot. But the Chaos Unicorn was like a beacon, drawing attention wherever it went.
Moreover, the Chaos Unicorn wasn’t very intelligent and had a low cultivation level. At its current level, even if it controlled the Reincarnation Pot, its speed wouldn’t be particularly impressive.
Returning to the island was out of the question. That would only bring disaster to his allies, and he couldn’t go back now anyway.
His injuries were worsening, and the sense of crisis was growing stronger. Lan Xiaobu knew he couldn’t hesitate any longer. He had to make a decisive move.
Pu Heng Sage would gather his allies and locate him soon. The Reincarnation Pot was fast, but the Sages had their own methods. It wouldn’t take long for them to find him.
Perhaps it would take less than two days, but Lan Xiaobu felt he could only afford one day to escape.
With this in mind, Lan Xiaobu immediately entered the Cosmic Dimensional Model. At the same time, he used his divine sense to change the direction of the Reincarnation Pot, which continued to flee at high speed.
Without someone controlling it directly, the Reincarnation Pot’s speed slowed significantly. Although it was still faster than most top-tier flying artifacts, if a Sage targeted it, they could easily seize it.
If this were the Great Wilderness Divine Realm, it wouldn’t be a concern. Finding a Sage there was harder than finding a Primordial Dao Rule. But this wasn’t the Great Wilderness Divine Realm—this was the Eternal Realm, where Quasi-Sages were as common as dogs and pseudo-Sages roamed everywhere.
…
According to Lan Xiaobu’s calculations, it would take Pu Heng Sage at least two days to gather his allies and begin the pursuit. But in reality, it took less than half an incense stick’s worth of time. Whirlpools formed in the space where Pu Heng Sage was, and six pseudo-Sages with auras as powerful as Pu Heng’s appeared at the site of his battle with Lan Xiaobu.
“Pu Heng Sage, why are you in such a sorry state? You said you found Lan Xiaobu. Where is he?” The speaker was the master of the Golden Pot Palace, the white-bearded and white-haired Chun Hu Sage.
The others also looked at Pu Heng Sage in surprise. Although Pu Heng Sage wasn’t the strongest among them, he wasn’t the weakest either. Yet, he had been reduced to this state? The blood on the ground was enough to form a small stream.
“Lan Xiaobu did this. He just escaped, but I seriously injured him. The residual Dao aura from his wound will make it impossible for him to hide. If we work together this time, he won’t be able to escape,” Pu Heng Sage said through gritted teeth.
“You have the Yin-Yang Mirror. How could Lan Xiaobu escape from you?” Chen Jue Sage asked, puzzled. The Yin-Yang Mirror could lock down the spatial and Yin-Yang rules, and combined with Pu Heng Sage’s pseudo-Sage domain, Lan Xiaobu shouldn’t have been able to escape.
Pu Heng Sage snorted. “He used the Great Severing Art. In a moment of carelessness, he severed my connection to the Yin-Yang Mirror and then fled.”
Without further explanation, the others understood. Pu Heng Sage had likely tried to take Lan Xiaobu’s treasures for himself and had been outmaneuvered by the Great Severing Art.
Chun Hu Sage immediately said, “This person is extremely cunning. Otherwise, how could he have repeatedly escaped from Kun Wei? Pu Heng, lead the way. We absolutely cannot let him escape this time.”
Many people now knew that Lan Xiaobu had led a group out of the Great Path Valley, which Kun Wei had sealed. As those who had been searching for Lan Xiaobu, Chun Hu Sage and the others were well aware of this.
“He won’t escape. He’s seriously injured—I did that. I can sense his location,” Pu Heng Sage said, now completely calm.
“Pu Heng, don’t tell me your Yin-Yang Mirror was also taken by Lan Xiaobu?” Chen Jue Sage couldn’t help but ask.
Pu Heng nodded. “It was taken. He must have a top-tier world, perhaps even one that surpasses the Dao rules we’ve comprehended. Otherwise, I would have been able to sense it.”
Chun Hu Sage didn’t hesitate. “Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way.”
…
Half a day later, Lan Xiaobu’s injuries had worsened, and his divine sense was beginning to falter. The Reincarnation Pot’s speed slowed further, and Lan Xiaobu knew he couldn’t continue like this. At this rate, even an ordinary cultivator could spot the Reincarnation Pot and claim it for themselves.
Below him was a vast sea. Lan Xiaobu wasn’t sure if it had always been there or if it had formed as the Eternal Realm’s rules became more complete. He directed the Reincarnation Pot to plunge into the sea and then stored it in the Cosmic Dimensional Model.
As the Cosmic Dimensional Model sank into the depths, Lan Xiaobu sensed that this sea had formed recently. Despite being newly formed, the area where he was hiding was quite deep. Even though the Cosmic Dimensional Model descended quickly, it still took several days for Lan Xiaobu to reach the seabed.
Lan Xiaobu was growing weaker. He swallowed a few Dao pills and continued to sink the Cosmic Dimensional Model deeper into the seabed. Half a day later, he barely managed to carve a few void-concealing restrictions to mask the Cosmic Dimensional Model’s aura. Unable to hold on any longer, he rushed into his Eternal Realm and collapsed under the Emperor Rest Tree.
