Not only did Qing Hu and the other two see the flickering light in the sky, even Yuwen Jinglei, Yang Huajun, and Ying Ao had noticed it.
Yuwen Jinglei was overjoyed. "It looks like a fellow daoist from the Nine Profound Tower. If we can ask for the help of fellow daoists from the Nine Profound Tower to annihilate this group, there's a high chance that Mara will succeed. What do you all think?"
Yang Huajun and Ying Ao, who were about to leave, were immediately tempted. It would be a lie to say that the two of them weren't furious after being besieged by Mara's inexplicable trap. However, when Yuwen Jinglei invited the two of them, they were already an arrow at the end of its flight and were unable to mount a counterattack.
But now, if the Nine Profound Tower really joined in, it wouldn't be difficult for them to annihilate this group of Mara's.
Just as Yang Huajun and Ying Ao were feeling tempted, they suddenly heard Qing Hu and her siblings say, "Since that's the case, we'll be taking our leave first!"
With that, they didn't wait for Yuwen Jinglei and the others to urge them to stay. Instead, they turned into streaks of light and left the area.
Qing Hu and her siblings had ugly expressions on their faces. They didn't expect the Nine Profound Tower to catch up so quickly.
Qing Hu blamed herself. She thought that they had already left the Nine Profound Tower far behind, but she didn't expect them to catch up so quickly. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to the Central Plains to save Yang Huajun and Ying Ao no matter what.
These people definitely had some sort of method or treasure. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to discover and correct the direction of their pursuit so quickly.
Yuwen Jinglei and Yang Huajun looked at each other helplessly before flying towards the Nine Profound Tower's cultivators from the north, hoping to get their help. As a result, the group of Mara on the hill seemed to have sensed that something was wrong and had already begun to retreat. If they didn't hurry, these Mara's would probably disappear without a trace.
As the three of them left, a mighty gust of wind blew in the sky once more. The white clouds that had just gathered in the sky were dispersed once more, then leisurely flew in the direction that Qing Hu and the others had left in. From the beginning to the end, Yuwen Jinglei and the others didn't notice the abnormality in the sky.
The Nine Profound Tower's light did not slow down in the slightest when Yuwen Jinglei and the others went to meet them. on the contrary, it seemed to have sped up a little, as if it wanted to charge towards the three.
Yuwen Jinglei frowned and called out loudly, "Are you Fellow Daoists from the Nine Profound Tower? I am Yuwen Jinglei. There's a group of Mara's on the hill in front of us. We want to exterminate them, but we don't have the strength to do so. Fellow Daoists, would you be willing to lend us a hand? "
The light finally slowed down, and a woman's voice came from within. There was a trace of surprise in her voice, "You're from the Yuwen Clan?"
Yuwen Jinglei's lips curled into a smile. Just as he was about to speak, the woman's voice rang out again, "I don't have time to waste with you. Hurry up and get out of the way. Those three bastards escaped from you earlier, and I originally wanted to settle the score with you. It seems like you didn't know either, but don't stop me from capturing them now!"
Yuwen Jinglei's face immediately darkened. Even Yang Huajun and Ying Ao behind him had ugly expressions on their faces. They were people of high status, and the moment they announced their clan's name, they were used to receiving flattery and flattery. Even those of similar status would have to give them some face. When had they ever suffered such merciless ridicule?
However, from the looks of it, there were at least seven or eight people in the group. Among them, there were a few whose auras weren't any weaker than theirs. It was obvious that they were people of high status in the Nine Profound Tower. Furthermore, they were rushing towards them in such an overbearing manner, as if they intended to start a fight. Yuwen Jinglei, Yang Huajun, and Ying Ao had no choice but to dodge.
A few streaks of light whizzed past them, and the proud voice of the woman from before could be heard.
At the same time, they could vaguely hear a conversation, "Senior Sister Jiuluan, that Yuwen Jinglei is one of the three Young Masters of the Yuwen Clan. The two beside him seem to have extraordinary statuses as well, and they seem to be from the Peacock race and the Lone Eagle. How about we …"
"Can't you have some guts? So what if they're the Peacock or the Lone Eagle? We're disciples of the Nine Profound Tower. When have our statuses been lower than theirs? It's more important to chase after those three bastards. Just now, they shot those three bastards. I'm already giving face to the forces behind them by not settling the score with them. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving face to anyone who blocks our way! "
"Yes, yes, Senior Sister is right …"
For some reason, these people did not deliberately conceal their voices. Although the streaks of light were fast, Yuwen Jinglei and Yang Huajun were not ordinary people. How could they not hear their conversation?
A trace of anger flashed across Yuwen Jinglei's face, but he quickly concealed it. On the other hand, Yang Huajun and Ying Ao's faces were ashen. Clearly, they were incomparably furious at the woman's arrogance.
With a bitter smile on his face, Yuwen Jinglei said, "I was reckless and caused the two of you to be humiliated. However, I just remembered that this woman seems to have a special identity. No wonder she's so arrogant."
Yang Huajun said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Yuwen, who exactly is that woman?"
With a trace of difficulty on his face, Yuwen Jinglei still opened his mouth and said, "This woman is none other than the current Nine Palace Guard of the Nine Palace Tower, Zhu Jiuluan."
Without the slightest expression on his face, Yang Huajun said word by word, "Zhu Jiuluan, hehe, what a good Zhu Jiuluan!"
With a bitter smile, Yuwen Jinglei said, "Although this Zhu Jiuluan is only the Nine Palace Guard of the Nine Palace Tower, and she has just obtained this position, the person behind her is not simple. Although the Eldest Princess has a noble status, don't easily find trouble with her, okay?"
Ying Ao snorted coldly and said, "Oh, so it's just a playboy from the Sacred Land of the Central Plains. I wonder who is behind this person. Brother Yuwen, please tell me."
Yuwen Jinglei looked like he did not know what to do and could only say in a low voice, "This person's grandaunt is a second-generation disciple of the Nine Palace Tower. Among the second-generation practitioners of the entire human cultivation world, she is almost the second person to step into the Pure Yang stage, Eighth Sister Zhu Laozu."
Although Eighth Sister Zhu, the Pure Yang practitioner of the Nine Palace Tower, was a second-generation disciple, her grandniece, Zhu Jiuluan, was a third-generation disciple and was most doted on by Eighth Sister Zhu Laozu.
The hostility in Ying Ao's eyes instantly disappeared by half. In Ying Ao's view, even if there was a late Dharma adept behind this woman, even if there was more than one, he, Ying Ao, would not be afraid. However, the person behind this woman was actually a Pure Yang practitioner, Laozu. In that case, Ying Ao naturally would not do something like throwing an egg against a rock.
Yang Huajun laughed coldly. "The second Pure Yang among the second-generation practitioners?"
There were already two second-generation Pure Yang practitioners of the Peacock royalty, and there were only two Pure Yang practitioners among the second-generation practitioners of the human race. The eldest princess of the Peacock royalty naturally had the right to laugh coldly.
At this time, Yuwen Jinglei also had no choice but to return to the human race and say, "There are still some differences between the second-generation practitioners of the human race and the demon race. The demon race has always had a longer lifespan than the human race. If the cultivators of the same generation have the same progress, the time that the demon race cultivators spend cultivating is usually one to two hundred years longer than the human race, and the time that the demon race cultivators spend cultivating is usually 30 to 50 years shorter than the human race. However, the number of Pure Yang Laozu in the human race and the demon race is almost the same. This is also the reason why the human race and the demon race are always in a stalemate, with no one able to do anything to the other."
Having said that, in fact, the Human Clan had always been faster than the Monster Clan, so the two sides could still maintain a general balance, nothing more than the Human Clan cultivators had a shorter cultivation time, and the Pure Yang Clan cultivators had a faster replacement, while the Monster Clan cultivators had a relatively longer cultivation time, and the Pure Yang Ancestor had a longer lifespan, but overall, in fact, the Human Clan still outnumbered the Monster Clan, which was why the most fertile areas of the cultivation world were occupied by the Human Clan cultivators.
Qing Hu and the other two flew all the way to the sky above Qingming River, preparing to follow the river downstream to search for Lu Ping. However, the Nine Profound Tower's pursuers were right in front of them, and Qingming River was the widest and smoothest in the middle reaches, so the three of them were unable to scan the entire surface of the river with their divine sense. They could only try their best to fly downstream in an attempt to shake off the Nine Profound Tower's pursuers.
However, the area around Qingming River was an endless stretch of flat land, without any cover. Even if the three of them could avoid the pursuers behind them, they couldn't shake them off.
Qing Hu could no longer hold himself back. He said in a low voice, "We can't escape anymore. We might as well turn back and fight to our heart's content. If we continue to run like this, we won't be able to escape, and our Zhen Yuan will be mostly recovered."
If they were to fight a battle of attrition with the cultivators from the sacred grounds, the cultivators from the sacred grounds could rely on all sorts of elixirs to recover Zhen Yuan. In the end, their Zhen Yuan would be completely exhausted.
So what if they were to turn back and fight? Among the Nine Profound Tower's pursuers, there were three who had the qualifications to become the nine heirs. Qing Hu and the other two were no match for them.
"Qing Hu, where do you think you're going this time? Are there still people from the Purple Sun Palace and the Spirit Beast Taming Sect coming to rescue you?"
Zhu Jiuluan's shrill voice came from afar, his tone filled with pride.
"Damn it! Big Sis, Third Bro, you guys leave first. I'll fight them first!"
Qing Hu roared and turned around to attack the Nine Profound Tower's pursuers. Qing Hu knew that they couldn't continue to run like this. Only by throwing caution to the wind and blocking the pursuers behind them would they have a chance at survival.
However, just as he was about to turn around, Qing Hu grabbed his shoulder and said, "Don't be impatient, there might be a turn for the better!"
Qinghu was stunned when he heard this, and even Qinghu looked at Qinghu with a hint of hope in his eyes.
"Look at the fog around us!"
Fog?
Qing Hu and Qing Lang looked around and discovered that there was indeed fog around them. However, the fog was so thin that it was almost non-existent. It seemed to be just a little thicker than the water vapor above the river.
However, after the three of them flew for another few kilometers, Qing Lang was the first to feel joy in his heart. This was because the fog was indeed gradually becoming thicker. However, this change was too gradual, and neither he nor Qing Hu had noticed it before.
Right at this moment, the Nine Profound House's cultivators behind the three of them suddenly sped up, closing the distance between them by a few dozen feet.
Qing Lang's expression changed. The Nine Profound Tower's cultivators had also noticed that something was wrong. They were using secret techniques to increase their speed.
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