Lan Xiaobu stared fixedly at the long arrow, knowing that if it wasn’t fired, he could only wait for death’s arrival. The moment the arrow was shot, he might still have a sliver of hope.
A crisp sound echoed from the rules of heaven and earth in the void, though the sound of the rules breaking was so faint it was almost imperceptible, yet in this deathly silent space, it was still strikingly clear.
“Hand over my things, and I’ll allow you to reincarnate,” Hui Zhi suddenly said, words that Lan Xiaobu could hardly have anticipated while waiting for death.
In an instant, Lan Xiaobu understood. Hui Zhi’s arrow was too terrifying, so terrifying that even Hui Zhi himself couldn’t fully control it. Once fired, not only would Lan Xiaobu’s life be forfeit, but his world would be destroyed as well.
Hui Zhi wasn’t concerned about Lan Xiaobu’s life but feared his world would be ruined by the arrow. What was in his world? The warehouse of Mengmu Dayan, where all of Hui Zhi’s treasures were stored.
Realising this, Lan Xiaobu knew it was his only chance to survive.
Without hesitation, he tossed out a ring, “This is your chaos world, check if the contents are still there…”
The ring was indeed the chaos world Lan Xiaobu had obtained. He hadn’t even broken its restrictions; a sweep of divine sense revealed its contents. But apart from some divine crystals and a few high-grade divine spirit veins, everything else had been taken by Lan Xiaobu.
Lan Xiaobu threw the ring out, certain that Hui Zhi wouldn’t dare fire the arrow at that moment. As long as Hui Zhi didn’t shoot in that split second, he had a chance to escape.
As Lan Xiaobu predicted, after he threw the ring, Hui Zhi didn’t fire the arrow, and his divine sense focused on the ring.
Hui Zhi recognised it as his chaos world at a glance. He wasn’t worried about Lan Xiaobu escaping; under his Wuxu Arrow, Lan Xiaobu had no chance of getting away.
No matter how fast Lan Xiaobu was, he was still under the Wuxu Arrow.
Almost simultaneously, as Hui Zhi’s divine sense landed on the chaos ring, Lan Xiaobu sensed a sliver of a gap for survival. Without hesitation, he crushed a teleportation jade talisman.
Lan Xiaobu was certain that in that brief moment, no matter what escape technique he used, he couldn’t evade the death range of the grey arrow. He hadn’t planned to use an escape technique; he used a teleportation talisman.
As Hui Zhi’s divine sense seized the ring, the grey arrow in his hand was fired. However, fearing Lan Xiaobu had kept some items, the arrow veered slightly, as he intended to preserve Lan Xiaobu’s primordial spirit.
“Pfft!” A spray of blood exploded from Lan Xiaobu’s left chest, and in the same instant, he vanished into the blood mist.
But the next moment, Hui Zhi’s face darkened. Lan Xiaobu had disappeared, and he knew how, not by escaping with a divine ability, but by using a teleportation jade talisman. If it had been an escape divine ability, the Wuxu Arrow would have locked onto Lan Xiaobu, as any divine ability relied on the eruption of the Great Dao’s principles. Any killing principle, no matter the type, would be locked onto by the Wuxu Arrow’s killing intent.
But activating a teleportation jade talisman required no use of one’s own Great Dao divine ability, rendering the Wuxu Arrow unable to lock onto its target after being fired.
Though Hui Zhi’s arrow didn’t hit Lan Xiaobu, the Wuxu Arrow’s killing intent was so overwhelming that, despite Lan Xiaobu’s slight dodge, it tore a bloody hole in his chest.
Hui Zhi immediately realised the chaos world he’d retrieved contained nothing valuable except a few divine spirit veins that barely qualified as such. The only thing he’d recovered was the chaos world itself.
But Hui Zhi wasn’t worried. Once he had his sights on someone, escape was impossible, heh, in the vast universe, apart from Huan, no one could escape his pursuit. Though his Wuxu Arrow hadn’t torn Lan Xiaobu’s body apart, its killing intent had invaded his Dao foundation. As long as Lan Xiaobu couldn’t remove the Wuxu Arrow’s charm, he couldn’t escape Hui Zhi’s pursuit.
Soon, Hui Zhi discovered Lan Xiaobu had only fallen tens of thousands of miles away. Clearly, his teleportation jade talisman had only sent him that far.
Without waiting for Lan Xiaobu to escape further, Hui Zhi stepped forward, arriving before him, and unleashed the Great Dream Whip, locking down the surrounding space.
Lan Xiaobu’s face was pale, perhaps knowing he couldn’t escape, so he swallowed several Dao fruits and drew out his Longevity Halberd.
But before Lan Xiaobu’s Longevity Halberd could form its divine ability, the space transformed into an illusory dreamscape. Lan Xiaobu seemed to be drawn into it, his entire being becoming dazed and disoriented.
Hui Zhi sneered, his Great Dream Whip conjuring billions of illusory killing principles that surged toward Lan Xiaobu, his heart filled with disdain. Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji had such grand reputations, yet they amounted to this.
Just as Lan Xiaobu seemed about to be swept into the billions of illusory principles, he suddenly threw a punch, while the Longevity Halberd remained unused.
With one punch, a thousand thunder arcs erupted. Thunder arcs cascaded from the void like a thunderstorm, overwhelming Hui Zhi’s Great Dream domain.
“Crack!” The sound of rules shattering exploded, and the billions of illusory principles conjured by Hui Zhi’s Great Dream Whip broke apart inch by inch. The thunder arcs, now a torrential thunderstorm, not only didn’t subside but grew fiercer, tearing through Hui Zhi’s Great Dream domain.
Lan Xiaobu was overjoyed, this was his improvised divine ability. He had guessed that Hui Zhi’s Great Dream principles might fear thunder-based divine abilities. Having cultivated the Longevity Great Dao and constructed his own Dao principles on the Longevity Dao Tree, he had also built thunder-based Longevity principles. Such thunder-based divine abilities came to him effortlessly.
It seemed he hadn’t guessed wrong; Hui Zhi’s illusory dream principles crumbled easily under the thunder-based divine ability.
Without waiting for Hui Zhi to react, Lan Xiaobu’s Longevity Halberd unleashed billions of halberd rays, activating the Palace Tone Kill of the Seven Tones Kill. The killing sound brought by the halberd was like a gut-wrenching blade, each strike hitting Hui Zhi’s soul.
One tone, a heart-wrenching farewell at Yangguan; the Palace Tone rises, the halberd slashes across ninety thousand miles!
Hui Zhi stared in shock at the billions of halberd shadows sweeping toward him. He saw the void itself torn apart under the halberd, and he was caught in this gut-wrenching killing domain. At this moment, the best course for him was to retreat and escape Lan Xiaobu’s killing domain.
In fact, Lan Xiaobu was waiting for Hui Zhi to retreat. If Hui Zhi did, he was certain he could take down this grey-clad man.
Hui Zhi roared, not retreating but advancing, a dagger only a foot long appearing in his hand.
As the dagger emerged, its piercing killing aura assaulted Lan Xiaobu, making his skin tremble.
LanXiaobu even felt that if the dagger clashed with his Longevity Halberd, the halberd might break. This bastard had quite a collection of treasures.
In that moment, instinctively, anyone would retreat, because the Longevity Halberd was akin to Lan Xiaobu’s life-bound treasure. If it were destroyed, the impact on him would be far more than just losing a treasure, it would shake his Dao confidence.
Even Hui Zhi believed Lan Xiaobu would surely retreat to avoid the dagger’s edge.
Lan Xiaobu snorted coldly, choosing not to retreat. Not only that, but his Longevity Halberd’s Palace Tone Kill showed no sign of backing down.
Boom!
The two killing divine abilities collided, and Lan Xiaobu knew he’d made the right gamble. If he had retreated, his Longevity Halberd would have surely broken. But by fearlessly pressing forward, showing absolute confidence in his halberd, the collision of divine abilities and treasures left his Longevity Halberd intact.
However, the terrifying force of the Dao principles swept over, and Lan Xiaobu spat out a jet of blood, his body sent flying backward.
Lan Xiaobu knew his strength was inferior to his opponent’s.
Hui Zhi had been caught off guard by him earlier, weakening his strength considerably. Even so, Lan Xiaobu was still slightly outmatched.
The next moment, a deadly killing intent locked onto him again. Lan Xiaobu understood that Hui Zhi had used this moment to lock onto him once more with the grey arrow.
“You’re far inferior to me, but I have too many matters to deal with and can’t be bothered to waste time on you,” Hui Zhi sneered, the killing intent of the Wuxu Arrow condensing to its peak in an instant.
Lan Xiaobu’s eyes didn’t even flicker. Inferior to Hui Zhi? He was only at the seventh step of the Great Dao, while Hui Zhi was likely half a step into the ninth. And he, too, was injured.
Compared to being locked by the grey arrow earlier, his mood had undergone a seismic shift now that he was locked by it again.
Before, when the grey arrow had him pinned, if Hui Zhi hadn’t prompted him to throw out the ring, he’d have been doomed. Now, locked by the grey arrow again, he only wanted to keep Hui Zhi, arrow and all, right here.
Because this was his killing trap space. To lock him with killing intent in his own killing trap space, heh, even if Hui Zhi were truly at the ninth step of the Great Dao, he couldn’t do it.
