"Xie Tian" was a lot more normal, so he seemed a little disappointed.
It couldn't howl like a wolf, it couldn't jump around, and it couldn't show off. If it wanted to move, it could only do some punches. Looking for the Demonheart Grass under such restrictions was tantamount to torture for the stupid and adorable spiritual root.
Other than that, Xie Tian didn't have too many requirements for the dumb spirit root. He knew very well how difficult it was for a clone to give birth to its own consciousness, and it was very ethereal for the current him. Therefore, it was better to do things willfully than deliberately.
Just as the dumb spirit root was searching for the Demonic Heart Grass, Wu Zhen, who didn't even have time to ask for help from his main body, was already at the end of his rope.
"I really hope he can escape!"
Wang Po coldly glanced at Youming, who was the closest to him. He fanned the Tri-Immortal Fan again, and his speed increased again. However, he was still thousands of miles away from Xie Tian, who was locked onto by his divine sense.
This distance of thousands of miles had been maintained for four days, and there was no sign of him getting any closer.
"Void Evasion, the number one divine art for escaping. Heh!"
Zhen Wudao, who was following closely behind Youming, suddenly stopped. His eyes flickered as if he was calculating something. A moment later, he turned around and flew towards the depths of the Middle Realm.
"No matter how I calculate, that is your only chance of survival. I will give you a fatal blow there!"
The escape of Xie Tian's clone had affected more than half of the Middle Realm. Five to six thousand geniuses had chased after him, forcing him into desperate straits countless times.
If he hadn't broken through to the tenth level of the Stellar Fiend Realm in the illusion realm and obtained the Void Evasion Dao Fruit, he would have been dead by the time Youming and Wang Po found him.
However, although the Void Evasion was powerful, it wasn't omnipotent. After several days of continuous escape, even the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body was at the end of its rope.
Right now, Xie Tian's clone's astral fiend energy was almost exhausted, and his divine soul was exhausted to the limit. There were signs of it collapsing.
In the past few days, he not only had to escape from the encirclement of thousands of people, but he also had to calculate his position and rack his brains to get rid of his enemies to gain a moment of respite.
Of course, he only had a moment to catch his breath before he was discovered again.
Even though he had escaped into an ancient mystic realm, thinking that he could delay for a few days, who knew that in just six hours, the entire mystic realm would be turned upside down by thousands of people, and he was almost surrounded by dumplings.
"This won't do. If this continues, we won't be able to escape!"
The Spirit of Xie Tian's clone had already suffered heavy injuries, and under the continuous consumption, the injuries to his Spirit broke out again. Waves of dizziness appeared, and not only did his flying speed greatly decrease, it even became difficult for him to distinguish directions.
"Look, it's Wuzhen! He's dying!"
More geniuses were blocking the way. When they discovered Xie Tian, they immediately rushed over. The greed and killing intent in their eyes woke Xie Tian from his daze.
"Fight to the death!"
"Void Escape!"
Xie Tian turned around and immediately changed his direction. He took a big detour and went back the way he came.
"Ha, a futile effort."
With a wave of the Tri-Immortal Fan, the distance between him and Xie Tian was instantly shortened to five hundred miles, and the gap was still rapidly shrinking.
"Wuzhen's head is mine!" Wang Po was excited. "Whether or not you're Xie Tian, I'll go find Hu Lai after I kill you. At that time, I'll obtain the primordial aura, and the number one immortal will be surnamed Wang, and his name will be Po!"
Everyone noticed the change in Wuzhen's escape route and changed directions, preparing to attack him in advance. But who would've thought they'd underestimated his speed?
"Damn, he's on the verge of death, but his speed is increasing instead of decreasing!"
"He's definitely burning his soul. This brat is going all out!"
"You think going all out can save your own life? What a joke!"
Another day passed, and Xie Tian's clone had finally reached his limit. Even though he was constantly burning his soul, it was already exhausted and had no more energy left to burn. His speed was now greatly reduced.
"Three hundred miles!" Wang Po's eyes brightened as he raised the Tri-Immortal Fan and swung it behind him.
Three hundred miles passed in an instant!
"Wuzhen, prepare to die!"
The Tri-Immortal Fan was raised again. At that moment, Xie Tian's clone turned around and looked coldly at Wang Po, not holding back his monstrous killing intent.
"Wang Po, you must die."
Xie Tian's clone spread his arms and leaped forward, his figure suddenly disappearing from Wang Po's divine senses.
"This is …"
Wang Po subconsciously chased after him, but he suddenly stopped midway and looked gravely at the place where Xie Tian had disappeared.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! You Ming, Zhong Huai, and Duanmu Qiu followed one after another.
"Where is he?"
"Hehe, even with the fake Tri-Immortal Fan, you still lost him."
Wang Po looked coldly at Zhong Huai. "Wuzhen is just ahead. Chase after him if you have the guts."
"Haha, so you don't have the guts!"
Zhong Huai laughed loudly. His figure flashed and appeared at the place where Xie Tian had disappeared. At that moment, an urgent shout came from afar.
"Junior Brother Zhong Huai, stop!"
"Senior Brother Kuhai!" Zhong Huai's figure suddenly stopped and turned around. "Why?"
Fang Kuhai looked behind Zhong Huai with lingering fear and shook his head with a sigh. "This is not a good place."
"Good or evil? I have the Undying Divine Body. I fear nothing!"
Seeing Wang Po sneer at him, Zhong Huai's heart was filled with arrogance. Relying on his Undying Divine Body, he turned around and walked forward.
"A boorish boor, a frog at the bottom of a well!" You Ming finally noticed something strange and sneered. "This is the famous Void Chess Game from ancient times. Let alone you, even Tongtian wouldn't have the confidence to come out if he entered!"
"Void Chess Game!" Zhong Huai's heart jumped as he looked at Fang Kuhai in confusion.
"The Void Chess Game is said to have two games: Yin and Yang. The Yang game is in the middle and the Yin game is in the upper realm." Fang Kuhai slowly said, "Those who enter the Void Chess Game have a time limit. If they can't pass, their divine soul will disappear."
Zhong Huai was shocked and hurriedly asked, "How do I pass?"
Fang Kuhai pointed at his head. "Comprehension."
"Hmph!" Zhong Huai snorted. Only now did he understand why Youming had brought up Daoist Tongtian and why he looked down on him. In terms of comprehension, Zhong Huai was far from Tongtian's.
Wang Po frowned slightly and said, "With Wuzhen's comprehension, he can break the Void Chess Game. However, his Spiritual Soul is on the verge of disappearing. The Void Chess Game has a time limit of 90 days. He won't even be able to recover from his injuries during this time."
"You mean he's dead for sure?" Youming raised his brows.
"Haha, I've already found the opportunity." Duanmu Qiu raised the Nether Blood Mosquito that was sucking his blood and laughed. "Why don't you all disperse? If Wuzhen comes out, I'll inform you immediately."
Everyone sneered and didn't say anything. They dispersed and sat cross-legged on the ground, determined to wait for Wuzhen to come out.
"He's definitely not seeking death by entering the Void Chess Game. He's confident he can escape!"
"It's easy to kill Wuzhen, but it'll be difficult to escape with Wuzhen's head!"
Everyone closed their eyes and meditated, but their minds were full of thoughts. Without exception, they weren't thinking about how to kill Wuzhen. Instead, they were thinking about how to avoid being hunted down by their own people.
At this time, Xie Tian's clone, who was deep in the Void Chess Game, didn't even have time to see the environment inside the Void Chess Game. As soon as he landed, he used the Black Soul Technique.
"Soul Fixing Technique!"
"Soul Nurturing Technique!"
"Soul Fixing Technique!"
After a series of soul techniques, his divine soul finally stopped collapsing. Then he let out a deep breath, but he couldn't get rid of the murderous intent that lingered in his heart.
Because of this group of people, he had no time to look for the Demonic Heart Grass!
"Wang Po, Youming, Zhen Wudao, Duanmu Qiu!"
Xie Tian's clone coldly said every name that was worth remembering. But he didn't know that every time he said a name, the cultivation world of the Nine States would tremble.
Because no one would forget two things.
"The 300 Perfected Persons of the She Family wanted to kill him, Evil Burial!"
"Li Qiuye of the Autumn Leaf Sword Valley killed him, Sword Burial!"
When Xie Tian's clone said all the names of the Ten Great Clans and the Eight Great Holy Lands, panic instantly spread throughout the Nine States. Even Shenshao couldn't help but change his expression.
"Father, why does he have to say so many names? It's so scary!"
"Because anyone he calls out has offended him!"
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