Chapter 120: Tu Xingsun
In the yellow earth tens of meters underground, a gray figure burrowed like a giant rat, on all fours, constantly digging. Holding a millstone-sized red stone with one hand, it used an odd three-legged posture to swiftly tunnel through.
The compact soil, occasionally mixed with stones, seemed non-existent as he passed through them one by one.
After burrowing for nearly half a "two-hour", the figure suddenly halted and then began to move upwards, soon revealing a head on the surface.
Around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, the exposed head was round and narrow, but the jaw was sharp, and a pair of small eyes squinted into slits. Curiously, two black moles, each with a long whisker, grew at the corners of his mouth.
Doesn't this look just like a big rat!
Tu Xingsun couldn't hide his delight, opened his mouth and laughed, revealing two large front teeth that protruded from his upper lip.
Slap!
The free hand shot out from the ground and smacked his mouth, and those front teeth immediately retracted.
Peering around, both sides were desolate, overgrown with wild grass, making it hard to find any landmarks.
Earlier on, the strange man in the sky chased fiercely, and in his panic, he had taken the wrong path.
He certainly had to go back. Those four useless individuals must be dealt with to ensure safety.
Tu Xingsun roughly determined the direction and once again plunged into the earth.
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Qingzhou Prefecture was too desolate, and every scene looked much the same, making it extremely difficult to find a reference to confirm location.
Han Yu flew about the sky for nearly another half a "two-hour" before having to descend.
"It's too absurd, my Sea of Consciousness energy is almost depleted, and on this entire flight, I haven't seen even a ghostly shadow. Does the other party truly have such ample Divine Power Energy?"
In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass sighed listlessly.
"The other party burrows into the ground just like you borrow Fire Zone. You can borrow fire power, and naturally, the other party can cause their way underground with Earth Power, consuming little."
Upon hearing this, Han Yu's face twisted. If this were the case, it was probably best to give up. How could he continue to chase like this?
Being unable to see or touch them was bad enough, but for the other party to escape with such low consumption was simply unsolvable.
This Earth Escape Technique is truly too powerful.
"Not necessarily. Remember when someone in the Realm of Transcendence locked onto your aura? The same principle applies, as the Earth Escape Technique can still be locked onto by someone in the Realm of Transcendence."
Han Yu had glimpsed a few methods of the Realm of Transcendence, and their way of locking onto an aura was indeed terrifying. Even Old Madman's counterattack could create such devastating power. If someone in the Realm of Transcendence locked onto an aura, even Earth Escape is useless.
"There's another method. If you were a Wood Attribute Divine Power User, diving into the ground would be courting death for the opponent."
The issue was that he possessed neither capability.
Han Yu shook his head in defeat as more people began to descend behind him.
Judging by the expressions of You Li and the others, it was clear that they had gained nothing.
Huangfu Liang, filled with resentment, took a swig from his gourd and then spoke.
"That bastard can really hide well. I flew south for ages and didn't even see a glimpse of him."
"Same here, dozens of miles of barren land with nobody in sight."
Ou Mingdong shook his fan, smiling bitterly.
You Li toyed with his Palm Sword, his face full of killing intent.
"Just don't let me find him, or I'll stab him full of holes."
If they've found nothing from all four directions, finding them later will be even harder.
Once today passes, it will truly be like searching for a needle in a haystack. If the other party manages to leave Qingzhou Prefecture, how could they ever be found in such a vast world?
Han Yu raised his head to check the sky. A cloud of fire had already settled in the west...
Would he truly let him escape this easily?
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Perhaps escape was now impossible.
The four cultivators gathered in one place, each of them looking dejected, feeling cornered as their formerly rising hopes were crushed back down.
Surrounding these four cultivators were merely three more cultivators.
Yet because of these three cultivators, the four of them dared not even entertain the thought of escaping.
Previously, after the four had broken out, they had fled barely a few miles before being caught by the pursuing cultivators.
After a fierce battle, they reached a stalemate, but the skirmish had attracted this new group due to the shockwaves of a Divine Gaze cultivator's clash.
Four people arrived: one with a weasel-like face, truly fitting the role.
Another appeared sickly, as though lacking any vigor, constantly fiddling with a tortoiseshell.
The third was bald and burly, wearing a loose robe that exposed bulging pectorals, most amusingly with a small flower tucked behind the ear.
The fourth was the most peculiar, clad in a purple veil, with a lithe figure and exquisite face.
The strangeness didn't stem from the fact she was a woman.
But rather that she was carrying a palace lantern in broad daylight.
Its design had four distinct corners, each side etched with mysterious patterns. Even as she moved, the flickering flame remained perfectly still.
Seeing these four people arrive, the escaping cultivators came up with a plan, thinking of a way to use this to their benefit.
"They have the Dragon Blood Stones!"
Throwing out such an enticing statement, they were confident nobody could resist. As soon as these two groups clashed, it would be the perfect opportunity to slip away.
The idea was indeed excellent, and just as they had expected, the group of strangers indeed took the bait.
However, what they never expected was that the confrontation between the two parties would be so brief.
The woman holding the palace lantern simply lifted it to shine on the four pursuers, and the faint candlelight instantly entranced them.
The bald man with a flower on his head rose into the air, and for some reason, the four showed foolish smiles.
Even when the remaining two cultivators killed, the smile never left their faces.
This... this ended too quickly, before any of them could even retreat.
It wasn't until they couldn't find the Dragon Blood Stone on the bodies that the four shivered collectively, finally coming back to their senses.
Suddenly, a bitter feeling rose in their hearts; wasn't this just escaping from the wolf's den to step into the tiger's lair!
Now, though the three appeared lazily scattered around, their eyes occasionally glanced over here.
If any of the four made a move, a thunderous strike would surely follow.
After waiting a moment longer, the soil in front of everyone suddenly formed a small mound, which gradually expanded.
A figure slowly crawled out from within the mound, looking dirty and disheveled but filled with joy.
"These four fools didn't lie; there really is a Dragon Blood Stone!"
With that! Tu Xingsun opened his hand, revealing the red stone held in his embrace.
Then he briefly explained what happened.
"What a great blessing! I always said this trip would be extremely lucky!"
The sickly-looking man grinned widely.
Although the other two didn't speak, smiles were already on their faces.
"As proven, we haven't deceived you, and you've obtained the Dragon Blood Stone as you wished, so can we leave now?"
One of the four cultivators stepped forward and hesitantly asked.
The bald man nodded with a smile, looking kindly.
"The mountains are long and the waters are distant; let me see you off on your journey."
With these words, the four felt a chill in their hearts.
Silence the witnesses!
"Run! These bastards are breaking their promise!"
The leader gritted his teeth and dashed out at once.
Though escape might not succeed.
But staying would certainly mean death!
After the leader dashed out, the other three took to the air as well.
"Hold on, hold on!"
The woman held up the palace lantern towards the three, and the figures that had reached mid-air halted one by one.
"Strike quickly, delay may bring changes."
Tu Xingsun quickly urged the bald man to join the attack.
The first one to run didn't dare look back,
Selfishly calculating that his companions would undoubtedly fly to escape and intentionally chose not to fly, using them as a diversion.
In a life-and-death moment, he could only apologize to his friends!
Just as he thought he'd broken through the encirclement and was about to soar away, a haunting voice drifted from behind, filling him with despair.
"Do not struggle in vain, for I have already seen your death."
The sickly man, holding a tortoiseshell, pursued with a serene expression.
"Must you be so ruthless to the very end?"
The cultivator quivered, lips trembling, face filled with despair.
"Bad lot, terribly inauspicious! Your fate!"
The sickly man smiled slyly.
With that! Six copper coins shot out from the tortoiseshell, forming an array in mid-air, enveloping the cultivator.
The cultivator watched in despair as the six copper coins landed and circled around him, trapping him within a deadly aura.
At once, his True Essence burst forth, and a brilliance shot towards the sick man's head.
The man easily tilted his head to dodge, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"I said you would die, don't struggle in vain."
With that, lethal energy erupted from the array, invisible blades ceaselessly slicing the cultivator, flesh and blood separating until only a skeleton remained, save for the head.
The cultivator, hanging on with his last breath, gazed skyward as the brilliance soared to the heavens.
Boom!
A resounding blast echoed in the sky, casting dazzling white light.
Having seen this last sight, the cultivator finally laughed miserably and collapsed.
If he couldn't live, then no one should have peace...
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