"It's you!" Mr. Wuliu recognized Zhang Chen's face, his eyes showing a trace of shock; he never expected it to be Zhang Chen who had taken his Flying Sword.
"Mr. Wuliu, it's been a long time since we've met." Zhang Chen chuckled.
"Return my Flying Sword!" Mr. Wuliu looked at Zhang Chen with a cold expression.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen was surprised: "Your Flying Sword? Which one is your Flying Sword? I acquired my own Flying Sword through my ability, how can it be yours?"
"That Flying Sword attempted to assassinate me, and since I captured it, naturally it is mine. Your insistence is truly rude," Zhang Chen replied irritably.
Upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, Mr. Wuliu's expression turned ugly: "Boy, that Flying Sword is not something you can handle! Aren't you afraid it will consume you?"
Zhang Chen didn't want to waste time arguing with Mr. Wuliu and immediately turned to run. Now, the mountains were full of powerful individuals, and any delay might lead to serious trouble.
"Think you can run? Do you think you can escape?" Mr. Wuliu, seeing Zhang Chen trying to flee, had a murderous gleam in his eyes: "Today, I'll slay you and earn merit with the Crown Prince."
Mr. Wuliu decided to use his full power. With one Flying Sword taken, he was already on high alert and wanted to put his entire strength into the fight.
As his thoughts moved, the eight Flying Swords flickered, weaving into a formation according to a certain mysterious pattern.
Once the formation formed, it immediately drew upon the power of thunder and wind from heaven and earth, a grand thunderbolt accompanied the Sword Array to suppress Zhang Chen.
"Sword Array!"
Zhang Chen, not ignorant, watched as the eight swords summoned Celestial Thunder, his pupils contracted; if struck by the Celestial Thunder, he would likely be struck dead.
Seeing the eight swords coming towards him with overwhelming power, a Five-Colored Divine Light rose up behind Zhang Chen. As the eight swords touched the Five-Colored Divine Light, they were suppressed, stacking like Arhats into Zhang Chen's hand as the Sword Array shattered, the summoned Thunderbolt Power dispersing into thin air.
"Impossible! You are just an ant, how could you easily break my Sword Array? My Treasure Sword is made of Taiyi Geng Metal, nurtured for decades. How could an ant like you break it?" Mr. Wuliu's eyes filled with panic as he tried to summon back his Flying Sword, but it was covered by the Five-Colored Divine Light with no way to return.
"You wretch, return my Flying Sword!!!" Mr. Wuliu's face showed panic, his Yin Spirit directly mobilizing the Power of the Earth, lifting ten meters of earth, intending to bury Zhang Chen.
"The Earth is also one of the Five Elements..." Zhang Chen thought, the Five-Colored Divine Light sweeping up, but who knew the light passed through the cascading earth like a shadow, and then Zhang Chen, looking at the earth about to fall on him, ran straight off without a word.
The ten-meter-high earth wasn't less powerful than a collapsing building. If hit, he would be flattened.
"That's right, my Five-Colored Divine Light can only sweep away the Five Elements Mystery, and that wall of earth was ordinary mud controlled by Mr. Wuliu, not some Five Elements Mystery," Zhang Chen's mind raced, fleeing with all his might, running wildly into the distance.
"Boom~"
The wall of earth crashed into the ground, scattering dust everywhere. Mr. Wuliu looked at Zhang Chen's retreating figure, eyes thoughtful: "I see, his colorful light can only suppress mysteries, not the Yin Spirit's control over matter."
Thinking of this, Mr. Wuliu relaxed, if that were the case, the boy was doomed!
The next moment, the earth twisted, forming a massive ten-meter hand that covered the sky, pressing towards Zhang Chen's escaping direction. The hand moved quickly, soon catching up with Zhang Chen.
"Damn it! As expected of a Yin God Strong Person, this technique is on par with supernatural spells from immortal fantasy novels." Zhang Chen watched in shock as the ten-meter hand, formed from earth, pursued him.
What is the concept of ten meters? Approximately thirty-three meters, taller than some buildings.
Imagine a building about to crash down on you; how would you feel?
Zhang Chen, seeing this, turned pale with fright, summoning Fox Fairy Nannan: "Quick, help me block it."
Fox Fairy Nannan saw the massive hand about to smash down on Zhang Chen and turned pale: "What's wrong with you? Yes, I've attained the Yin Spirit, but my power's sealed by Dragon Qi; I can't fend off a complete Yin Spirit realm being!"
Fox Fairy Nannan cursed furiously but had to confront the hand due to Zhang Chen's orders.
Zhang Chen couldn't die! If she died, Zhang Chen could resurrect her, but if Zhang Chen died, the dispersing Dragon Qi would obliterate her soul along with him!
Facing the descending hand, Fox Fairy Nannan felt bitter but had no choice, embodying the tragic courage of a moth to flame.
However, Fox Fairy Nannan's strength, severely hindered by Zhang Chen, was overwhelmed without making a ripple, extinguished by the mighty force.
"What kind of technique was that?" Mr. Wuliu saw Zhang Chen summon Fox Fairy Nannan, eyes showing surprise but paid it no mind, continuing to chase Zhang Chen.
Fortunately, Zhang Chen possessed bat bloodline; especially after advancing to stage two, his fleeing speed increased, weaving through the mountains, mainly darting around the trees to obscure lines of sight.
Zhang Chen again summoned Fox Fairy Nannan: "Fox Spirit, think of something fast."
Fox Fairy Nannan saw the massive hand chasing relentlessly, eyes showing determination: "You keep him busy; I'll sneak attack his body. His Yin Spirit is likely unguarded now, I'll go after it."
Without a word, Fox Fairy Nannan circumvented the giant hand and ran into the distance.
Seeing Zhang Chen summon Fox Fairy Nannan once more, Mr. Wuliu was surprised but ignored her, driving the giant hand to crush Zhang Chen, determined to smash him.
Yet, no matter how fast Zhang Chen ran, he couldn't surpass Mr. Wuliu's Yin Spirit techniques. After three hundred meters, as the hand pressed on Zhang Chen, Mr. Wuliu's expression abruptly changed: "Wretched girl, how dare you!"
The giant hand dissipated, and Mr. Wuliu's Yin Spirit vanished instantly.
At that moment, Zhang Chen sensed it; Fox Fairy Nannan's soul had been reborn within his Dragon Qi.
Zhang Chen summoned Fox Fairy Nannan, asking, "How did it go?"
"Unfortunately, I almost severed his body! The Yin God is too powerful; even with their Yin Spirit Emerged, their body retains spirituality, avoiding disaster at the last moment." Fox Fairy Nannan advised, "You should find a place to hide quickly; I'm afraid Mr. Wuliu will go berserk."
Sure enough, as Fox Fairy Nannan's words ended, a resounding roar echoed from afar, signaling Mr. Wuliu's furious pursuit.
Zhang Chen, seeing this, looked urgently for a way out, accidentally spotting cracks on the mountains caused by the shattered Feng Shui Grand Array, slipping into a crack as fluid.
Zhang Chen, transformed into a stream, entered the crevice. By the time Mr. Wuliu arrived, Zhang Chen was already gone.
"You scoundrel! Come out! Come out!" Mr. Wuliu's expression was furious, eyes filled with killing intent.
However, Zhang Chen, through the cracks, had flowed into the underground river, being carried farther away, making it difficult for Mr. Wuliu to track his Qi Mechanism.
"I will find you! I will kill you!" Mr. Wuliu's voice full of rage.
But Mr. Wuliu's Yin Spirit Emergence kept searching around the heavens for any trace of Zhang Chen. After an hour without finding him, Mr. Wuliu angrily returned to the camp, commanding the soldiers, "Seal the mountain! That boy is a mere mortal; how could he escape the army's search? I'll set the mountain ablaze to smoke him out! I'll set it ablaze!"
The soldiers turned pale: "Sir, setting a fire on the mountain would offend Heaven's harmony. In such a drought, if a fire starts, it'll be uncontrollable."
"I'm issuing orders, not negotiating!" Mr. Wuliu said coldly.