He did not dare to pause for even a moment, pushing his speed to the absolute limit.
He even disregarded the cost and continuously performed short-distance spatial shuttles until he finally felt that clinging, maggot-like terrifying sense of lock-on gradually dissipate, and the heart-palpitating aura of annihilation behind him recede into the distance. Only then did he dare to slightly slow down.
Like a meteor, he crashed into an extremely concealed narrow mountain cave covered in vines.
“Bang!”
He heavily slammed onto the ground inside the cave, unable to suppress coughing up several mouthfuls of congested blood. His face was pale as paper, his breathing utterly chaotic.
That desperate flight just now had nearly exhausted more than half of his immortal power and mental strength.
The other two were also thrown about dizzy and dazed, but fortunately Chen Ping had protected them, suffering only superficial injuries.
The little fire qilin anxiously licked the blood at the corner of Chen Ping’s mouth with its tongue, emitting whimpering cries of grief.
After regulating his breathing for the time of an entire incense stick, Chen Ping barely managed to suppress the surging vital energy and blood, as well as the shaking of his divine soul. However, the internal organ injuries and depletion of immortal power could not be recovered in a short time.
With lingering fear, he recalled that scene from earlier. The Myriad Souls Demon Sect powerhouse who had struck from afar possessed utterly unfathomable cultivation!
This Tenth Heaven truly concealed dragons and crouching tigers, dangers lurking everywhere!
“Sen… Senior, are you alright?”
The tiger-patterned man struggled to sit up. Looking at Chen Ping’s pale face, he asked with concern, his tone filled with gratitude and lingering fear.
The leopard-tailed woman also cast a gaze of worry.
“It is nothing. A moment of breath regulation will suffice.”
Chen Ping waved his hand, his voice somewhat hoarse. He looked towards the cave entrance, his expression grave.
“The one who struck just now possesses extremely great strength. He is probably a high-level figure in the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, possibly even at the sect master level.”
Upon hearing this, both the tiger-patterned man and the leopard-tailed woman revealed expressions of terror.
The Myriad Souls Demon Sect Master was a notorious great demon whose infamous name resounded throughout the entire Tenth Heaven!
“Senior, why did you…”
The tiger-patterned man hesitated to speak further, clearly puzzled as to why Chen Ping had suddenly intervened to help them and provoked such a powerful enemy.
Chen Ping looked at them and said in a deep voice, “I have some old grudges with the Myriad Souls Demon Sect. You call this place the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range. Who are you?”
“We are disciples of the Myriad Beasts Sect!”
The tiger-patterned man said, “This junior is Shi Yan, and this is Ying Wu. We are both patrol disciples of the Myriad Beasts Sect, responsible for guarding this peripheral area, preventing outsiders from trespassing and… dealing with harassment from the Myriad Souls Demon Sect.”
As he reached the end, his tone sank low.
Chen Ping nodded.
The Myriad Beasts Sect sounded like the native force of this vast mountain range, in an antagonistic relationship with the Myriad Souls Demon Sect.
This suited his intentions perfectly.
He needed to learn more about the Tenth Heaven, especially intelligence regarding the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, and these two local beast clan disciples were undoubtedly an excellent starting point.
At the same time, saving them could be considered forming a good karma with this Myriad Beasts Sect.
He looked at the two who were still shaken, as well as the little fire qilin beside him gazing at him dependently, his thoughts racing.
The Soul Devouring Venerable was hiding within the Myriad Souls Demon Sect, and the sect’s forces were vast with powerhouses as numerous as clouds. With his current strength, rashly going there would be no different from throwing an egg against a rock.
Perhaps this Myriad Beasts Sect could serve as a temporary foothold and source of information.
“This place is not suitable for lingering. Although that powerhouse did not personally pursue, there is no guarantee he has no follow-up methods.”
Chen Ping stood up. Though his face remained pale, his eyes had already regained calmness and sharpness. “We leave here first and find a safe place before discussing further plans. Do you know of any secret footholds nearby?”
Shi Yan and Ying Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing the hope in each other’s eyes.
Chen Ping was powerful and harboured enmity towards the Myriad Souls Demon Sect. If he could assist them, it would undoubtedly be a great boon for the Myriad Beasts Sect.
“Senior, we know several secret strongholds. Please follow us!”
Shi Yan struggled to his feet. Although his injuries were not light, as someone familiar with the terrain, he could still serve as a guide.
Chen Ping nodded, carrying the little fire qilin, and vanished into the darkness deep within the mountain cave.
