It’s not difficult to hide the imperial princess’s physical body, but the key lies in the mysterious power constantly emanating from her body. If the mysterious aura radiating from her body isn’t restrained, she will eventually be discovered by those who can sense auras.
So Zhang Chen patted the princess’s body, "I say, dear niece, your body is too conspicuous with all its Primordial Qi. Even if I rescue you and hide you, those people will track you down. So, what do you think we should do now?"
"Why don’t you just absorb all the mysterious power from her body?" suggested the Great Freedom Celestial Demon from the side. "If you absorb her body’s mysterious power until it matches the concentration in the external world, wouldn’t all the problems be solved?"
"What about the princess’s vitality? If too much of the mysterious power is drained from her body, wouldn’t it shorten her lifespan?" Zhang Chen turned to give the Great Freedom Celestial Demon a glance, always coming up with bad ideas.
"You can use the Six-Word Mantra to temporarily stabilize her vitality, then periodically use your magical power to nourish her body, ensuring her vitality remains intact. Wouldn’t that suffice?" said the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Dao.
"That makes sense." Zhang Chen mused silently to himself.
Then Zhang Chen turned to look at the princess, "Dear niece, you heard him. Don’t blame me. If I don’t absorb your mysterious power, you will never recover. By then, everyone will gather around, and I won’t be able to fend them off alone."
Just as Zhang Chen was muttering to himself, about to summon the innate mosquito mouthpart to devour the princess, she suddenly opened her eyes, locking gazes with Zhang Chen, startling him to the point he threw her body away.
"To the west!"
The princess’s eyes looked at Zhang Chen, but her pupils were unfocused, blankly gazing towards the west.
"To the west?" Zhang Chen’s eyes were on the princess, and after a brief pause for thought, he said nothing more, controlling the water to charge westwards.
The water dragon surged forward, truly stopping gods to kill gods, stopping Buddha to kill Buddha. All obstacles before Zhang Chen were destroyed by the massive water dragon.
At a pavilion in the distance within the Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, a scholar in blue clothing watched the rampaging water dragon in disbelief:
"How can someone wield such power within the Prince Pingbian’s Mansion? Is he not suppressed by the Dragon Qi?"
The scholar’s eyes were full of shock, "It shouldn’t be, right? Could he have been granted an imperial decree, enjoying the court’s fortune, allowing him to withstand the backfire of the Dragon Qi from the Prince’s Mansion?"
There is a concept of fortune in this world, and only fortune can counter fortune.
Just like in "The Investiture of the Gods," when Yang Jian attempted to assassinate King Zhou, King Zhou was protected by the human Dao’s fortune, making Yang Jian retreat in vain.
But why is it that during the battles between the two armies, divine techniques could be used? It’s because of the protection by the national fortune!
Both sides are shielded by their respective national fortunes, and even the casualties under the national fortune’s protection will not burden individuals with karmic consequences, but rather, these consequences fall upon the national fortune itself.
As long as the national fortune exists, it bears all karmic consequences. But once the national fortune collapses, after offsetting with karmic force, any remaining consequences will be accounted for by the officials and cultivators under its influence.
This is why once a cultivator engages in the struggle for Dragon Qi, there’s no more retreat. When one’s faction’s national fortune crumbles, the massive karmic consequences must find heirs, falling upon everyone involved.
Of course, the most important thing is that if one’s merit is substantial, it can withstand the karmic consequences following the fall of national fortune.
So merit is a valuable asset, but unfortunately, gaining it is exceedingly difficult.
The water dragon that Zhang Chen transformed into charged ahead without hesitation, sweeping the soldiers in front into the water dragon, where various weapons rotated at a high speed like a meat grinder, turning all soldiers into pulp. In no time, a blood-red celestial river rampaged through the streets, terrifying the soldiers into retreat, no longer daring to block Zhang Chen, allowing him to carry the princess’s body and head for the city outskirts.
At this moment, Zhang Chen wore an ice-cold mask on his face, wary of exposing his features. If anyone remembered his appearance later, it could cause problems with various organizations and old monsters after him.
It’s fortunate for Zhang Chen that all the experts in the Northern Land were attracted by the Divine Enthronement battle, running off to seek profit, picking up divine flesh and blood, which gave Zhang Chen this opportunity.
Though Zhang Chen left the city, no one dared to pursue closely. Only those who had refined their Qi Blood trailed at a distance.
Watching the blood-red water dragon guarding him, Zhang Chen felt like it wasn’t a long-term solution. The blood-red Divine Dragon was too conspicuous, making it easy for those guys to track him.
After some contemplation, Zhang Chen dissipated the water flow he was controlling and just carried the princess while running through the mountains.
Zhang Chen believed he was confident enough that even martial artists who had refined their Qi Blood couldn’t possibly catch up to his speed.
It’s a joke if they think his fifth-grade Blood Control Technique physique is just a reputation.
Looking at the pursuing forces behind him, Zhang Chen silently lamented:
"It’s just a pity that time is too pressing for me. Otherwise, I could turn around and slaughter them thoroughly, enhancing my Blood Control Technique’s experience."
He fled while they chased!