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Yan Gang wielded the Floating Sinking Sword, his sword-light expanded, resembling a net that covered the heavens and the earth as it seemed endless and endless.
He knew that Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone was too fast. If he really wanted to flee, he would not be able to catch up.
While the Light Stream Golden Bug had saved Nian Chen's life and sent him away, it had not been able to send him too far. At the same time, Nian Chen was already heavily injured. With the Northern Ocean Clone's speed, he would be able to catch up very quickly.
Therefore, Yan Gang had expanded his sword now. One word could be used to describe this, delaying Yan Zhaoge's pursuit, giving Nian Chen time to flee.
Time was more or less up. It was time for him to retreat.
While Spirit Rhino Island was close to his Myriad Sword Pool, Myriad Sword Pool itself had no enmity with Yan Zhaoge.
At this moment, having witnessed Yan Zhaoge's strength, Yan Gang was even less inclined to fight to the death with him.
Having seen Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone battle with Nian Chen and the others, even those of Spirit Rhino Island had completely given up on him now.
Without two or more Martial Saint experts attacking together, they would not be able to do anything to Yan Zhaoge at all.
The spectators in the distance were unable to regain their wits for a time.
Led by Nian Chen who wielded the Sacred Artifact, the Nine Dragon Fingers, a group of experts attacked, Yan Gang also holding down the fort by the side with the Sacred Artifact, the Floating Sinking Sword.
Even if the other Martial Saint experts of the Vast Ocean World came, they would still have to deal with them carefully.
It might be possible for them to retreat unscathed, but remaining where they were, forcibly defeating their opponents to the point that they either died or fled, this left everyone feeling shocked.
Seeing Nian Chen flee, Yan Zhaoge did not seem to be in a rush. The white bone spear in the Northern Ocean Clone's hands repelled the sword-light of the Floating Sinking Sword, his gaze sweeping the surrounding area. Looking at the surrounding crowd, the smile at the corners of his mouth grew more evident.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge like this, Yan Gang felt doubtful.
Now, a commotion suddenly arose amongst the spectators in the distance as everyone was in an uproar.
A Myriad Sword Pool martial practitioner was unable to hold himself back as he neared the terrifying battlefield, yelling, "Chief, the forces of Evil have gathered! Our forces of Good are in danger!"
Yan Gang was shocked. "What's going on?"
The Myriad Sword Pool martial practitioner composed himself, saying, "The Chief of the Dragon Slayer Sect, 'Slaying the Seven Seas' Zhao Zhong, the Evil Saint Lin Qiancheng as well as Soul Shocking Island's Sacred Artifact, the Soul Shocking Box, first broke through the headquarters of the Blood Dragon Sect before attacking the Water Crystal Palace in the East Sea. Palace Lord Lin of the Water Crystal Palace had originally already set off for the Star Shifting Sea, but returned after receiving the news."
Although his Myriad Sword Pool had not suffered a calamity, Yan Gang could not help but feel his heart tighten.
With Lin Shi holding the fort in the Water Crystal Palace, he might be able to barely take on the two of them at the same time.
However, facing the Dragon Slayer Sect, the Sacred Evil Sect, and the Soul Shocking Island at the same time was beyond their abilities.
The Blood Dragon Sect had already suffered a great blow to its vitality. If Water Crystal Palace were to fall as well, his Myriad Sword Pool would not be able to do much on its own.
Yan Gang furiously swivelled his head to look at Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone.
The Northern Ocean Clone muttered to himself, "The Dragon Slayer Sect and Soul Shocking Island making a move was within expectations. Lin Qiancheng really is courageous. Today is the eighth of the month, and the day after tomorrow, he will be at his weakest period. Let alone the forces of Good, even the Dragon Slayer Sect and Soul Shocking Island might make a move on him at any time."
Noticing Yan Gang's gaze, the Northern Ocean Clone chuckled, "Lin Qiancheng and the others not coming here to look for me is a smart choice. Seeing that the situation is not right, I'll just leave. Still, the monks of your sects can run, but not the temples."
"It is normal for people like Nian Chen to come looking for trouble with me for the likes of the Evil Shifting Sect's Feng Jingsheng and Spirit Rhino Island's Guan Li. However, to place his hopes on Lin Qiancheng and the others, does he think that Lin Qiancheng is as foolish as him?"
Yan Gang sighed, keeping his sword-light as he fled into the distance.
Yan Zhaoge did not stop him.
A great battle seemed to have finally come to an end.
Some of the spectators were currently panic-stricken. Some hurriedly left, hurrying back to their sects while others looked at Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone with complex expressions on their faces.
Most of the martial practitioners of Water Crystal Palace had returned to their East Sea, with only a few remaining behind. Looking at Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone along with those of the Spirit Returning Sect, they found it rather hard to speak up. Still, they still said, "I hope that Mister Yan can lend us a helping hand on account of us being of the same dao."
With the three heavyweights of the forces of Evil pressuring them together, even with Myriad Sword Pool's Yan Gang lending a hand, the odds of victory in the battle of Water Crystal Palace would still only be fifty-fifty. The forces of Good might even be at a slight disadvantage.
With Nian Chen being heavily injured and the forces of Good suffering a blow, Lin Qiancheng and the others would be able to freely switch battlefields and leave Water Crystal Palace. Lin Shi and Yan Gang would be at an even greater disadvantage.
As those of the other sects looked at Yan Zhaoge, some resentment arose within their hearts as they felt that it was Yan Zhaoge who had caused internal strife on the side of Good. Still, they dared not say anything at this moment.
The Northern Ocean Clone seemed like there was no one around as he pondered towards the heavens for a moment before he suddenly laughed, "As long as Yan Gang can return in time, Water Crystal Palace will not be in danger."
"Lin Qiancheng is a character. Such a character will always seek to maximise his own benefits, always wanting to obtain more."
Hearing his words, the others were instantly taken aback.
"As for Nian Chen, haha, what comes next is the most exciting part," The Northern Ocean Clone laughed, his posture leisurely as he was not in a rush at all.
… …
In the distance, a streak of golden light suddenly arrived before vanishing.
A figure fell from within, his entire body covered in blood as his silver hair was scattered about as he appeared to be in an extremely sorry state.
It was precisely the number three of the Vast Ocean World's top ten Transcending Mortality martial practitioners, the lofty number one expert of the Blood Dragon Sect, Nian Chen.
Currently, he resembled a wounded wild beast as he coughed unceasingly, fresh blood spurting out of his mouth unceasingly.
While the Light Stream Golden Worm had saved his life, he was still only left with half a life.
Nian Chen painstakingly looked at the Nine Dragon Fingers that he had managed to snatch back with great difficulty, wanting to cry but having no tears to shed.
Having entered and exited, his Sacred Artifact, the Nine Dragon Fingers, was still only left with eight fingers, while he himself only had seven.
Losing a finger was not a big deal. It was not that he would no longer be able to use the Nine Dragon Fingers. However, wanting to refine that Nine Dragon Fingers that he had snatched back, he would not be able to do so within a short period of time.
"Yan Zhaoge! Shi Jun! "Nian Chen felt as though his heart was dripping blood.
Now, someone approached. Nian Chen's heart tightened, but he relaxed after seeing who it was.
"Master, how are you?" Shen Shicheng came to Nian Chen's side. Nian Chen waved his hands, "This old man is formidable. This old man is powerless to continue battling. Let's first return to the Mountain, then we can discuss this further …"
Before he had finished, Nian Chen's expression suddenly changed greatly, "You …"
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at his chest in horror. There was a hand there, and the five fingers were like sharp blades, piercing into his abdomen.
Shen Shicheng looked calmly at Nian Chen, "Take care, Master."
"You evil disciple!" Nian Chen was greatly enraged. While he was heavily injured, he still possessed the Nine Dragon Fingers at the end of the day as he wanted to go all out to kill Shen Shicheng.
However, a bright red light suddenly surged from Shen Shicheng's body, enveloping the two as the Nine Dragon Fingers instantly grew sluggish, not listening to Nian Chen's commands.
"Blood Dragon Stones?!" Nian Chen was slightly taken aback before he then laughed furiously, "Good, you were indeed long since prepared!"
Shen Shicheng said calmly, "That's right. Otherwise, how would I have dared to make a move?"
Nian Chen said coldly, "Do you think that you are very smart? There are powerful enemies outside, and you still want to cause internal strife. You want to destroy the thousand-year foundation of my Blood Dragon Sect! At that time, do you think that you will have a good ending? "
"Without external enemies, how can I kill you?" Shen Shicheng said mildly, "You think too highly of yourself."
"To our sect, what we cannot do without is the Nine Dragon Fingers. As long as the Nine Dragon Fingers still exist, there is actually not much of a difference without you or me."
Shen Shicheng's tone turned cold, "Having lost a set of the Nine Dragon Fingers, you are the greatest sinner of our sect."
Nian Chen coughed out a mouthful of blood, "Why … just because others joked about the title of Chief?"
Shen Shicheng shook his head, "More than ten years ago, before I took over the position of Chief, I had always been anticipating this day."
"I told myself that if you Transcended Mortality and entered Sainthood before I found a chance, I would put down my hatred for the sake of the sect. Sadly, you were slower than me."
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