However, another terrifying Saber Qi that could cleave through the void swept up the winds and clouds in all directions. It slashed out diagonally and blocked the golden Saber Qi.
Not even looking up, Yan Zhaoge entered the protective formation, directly rushing towards the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, Zhao Shicheng.
The Heavenly Abyss Countercurrent Art that had been declared lost in the Eight Extremities World following the Great Calamity was executed by Yan Zhaoge.
Circulating the Vortex Reversal Flow technique to the maximum, Yan Zhaoge's entire body surging with aura-dragon qi.
This time, however, it was not like when he was cultivating before, guiding the black mist-like chaotic Baleful Qi into his body.
Instead, it was completely used externally. Yan Zhaoge chopped out with his palm, resembling the brandishing of a large sabre, chopping towards that black pillar of qi that was drawing Zhao Shicheng in!
As the saber fell, the black pillar of Qi twisted violently!
It was like a living snake had been slashed by a knife and was writhing in pain.
Wherever the saber landed, the black pillar of gas visibly thinned, as if a large gap had been cut open!
"How did he do it?" Everyone from the Eastern Tang Kingdom looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Yan Zhaoge didn't have the time to exchange pleasantries with them as he brandished his palm like a sabre, consecutively chopping towards the same spot several times!
The black pillar of energy shook violently and broke apart with a loud bang!
One section flew back into the abyss, while the other flowed into Zhao Shicheng's body.
Zhao Shicheng's body shook again, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. But without the black Qi, everyone could finally bring him out of the Sealing Dragon Abyss.
Although the Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners were shocked by Yan Zhaoge's performance, they also knew that now was not the time for nonsense. They hurriedly supported Zhao Shicheng as they retreated out of the Sealing Dragon Abyss.
The storm overhead grew even more intense. The Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners began attempting to break through downwards, while the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners unceasingly obstructed them.
The East Rising Lord began to act more and more fearlessly.
The West Tilting Heaven Burning Blade chopped down several times. It was as if it wanted to destroy the entire Sealing Dragon Abyss and bury everyone here.
Elder Qin, who had a fiery temperament, was calm and collected at this moment. He did not seek to be meritorious, but he did not seek to make mistakes.
He carefully received the East Rising Lord's attacks one by one, ensuring that Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Shicheng and the others were able to retreat.
Yan Zhaoge accompanied the Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners as they escorted Zhao Shicheng away.
The current situation was still extremely disadvantageous to him and Broad Creed Mountain. Zhao Shicheng was heavily injured. Even if he was rescued from the Sealing Dragon Abyss, would he be able to deal with this huge change?
"Hmm? Something's wrong. What's this smell? "
As they walked, Yan Zhaoge suddenly frowned, coming to Zhao Shicheng's side and sniffing him carefully.
"F * ck! The pollen of Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass? " Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes, "Normally colorless and odorless, only coming into contact with the chaotic dao baleful qi of the Sealing Dragon Abyss will give off a smell."
The Eastern Tang martial practitioners by the side all looked at Yan Zhaoge in a bemused and dazed manner.
Yan Zhaoge pinched his temples, "Infinite Boundless Mountain indeed also interfered."
The tradition of the Eastern Tang Kingdom was to concoct pills and medicines, and the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, Zhao Shicheng, was one of the top three Pill Masters in the Eastern Tang Kingdom.
If even he had not discovered the abnormality in his body, it was no wonder that the other martial practitioners of the Eastern Tang Kingdom did not know about it.
Of the few Sacred Grounds, Infinite Boundless Mountain's alchemy techniques were on the weaker side, and the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass had never been produced in the Mountain Domain.
"Zhao Hao …" Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes. In the lands of the Eastern Tang, other than himself, there was only this person who knew of such obscure medicinal knowledge.
Given Zhao Hao's current cultivation, he was naturally unable to smell it from afar.
However, he could instruct the Martial Grandmaster experts of Infinite Boundless Mountain to follow the scent.
If the other party really had a Martial Grandmaster leading them, their speed would be even faster than their own group.
In a situation where their movements were exposed, just running would not be enough to outrun them.
"Ah Hu, capture a fast magical beast; I want it alive!" As Yan Zhaoge issued his order, Ah Hu didn't ask for the reason, immediately carrying it out.
At this time, Yan Zhaoge also couldn't be bothered to be polite as he directly stripped off Zhao Shicheng's outer robe, tying it onto the magical beast that Ah Hu had captured, before releasing it.
"We can't stop; continue moving," Yan Zhaoge said, "After stripping off his outer robe, Uncle Zhao's body still has the fragrance of the pollen of the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass."
"If we stop, we'll be exposed."
The group continued moving forward, but at this moment, the tremors within the Sealing Dragon Abyss were becoming more and more obvious, as though the heavens were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.
"His Majesty's situation is getting worse and worse!"
As they walked, an Eastern Tang martial practitioner said in a heavy tone.
Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly. Going forward to check, he saw that Zhao Shicheng's face was black, as green and red qi intersected unceasingly.
Although he was unconscious, the profound art within his body was circulating on its own, resisting the baleful qi invading his body.
As the two sides clashed, affected by the vibrations of the outside world, he was in danger of cultivation deviation.
Continuing to bring him along at this time would instead hasten his death.
There were Eastern Tang Kingdom Xiantian Martial Scholars who used their aura-qi to protect him, but in the environment of the Sealing Dragon Abyss which resembled the end of the heavens and earth, it was hard for them to protect him completely.
Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath, "Since we can't continue moving, then let's race against time with the opponent."
"Put down Uncle Zhao; I'll help him treat his injuries."
Because of Yan Zhaoge's previous consecutive miraculous performances, as well as the Yan Family's relationship with Zhao Shicheng, under such circumstances, the Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners chose to trust Yan Zhaoge.
Some Xiantian Martial Scholar experts immediately went forward to help.
Yan Zhaoge placed one palm on Zhao Shicheng's chest, the other on his back, beginning to circulate the Heavenly Abyss Reverse Flow Art, helping Zhao Shicheng clear the chaotic streams of baleful qi within his body.
Ah Hu and the others guarded Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng closely.
At this moment, Ah Hu's face was filled with seriousness; the gaze with which he looked at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng contained a hint of worry.
Fortunately, as time passed, Zhao Shicheng's condition gradually stabilized. Seeing this, everyone's faces were filled with joy.
However, the formation with Zhao Shicheng as its core was currently growing more and more unstable.
Clearly, the situation over at Jingyang City was not optimistic.
Just at this moment, Ah Hu and the others simultaneously frowned. In the distance, the black fog broke apart, as a group of martial practitioners appeared.
The newcomers were all dressed in black, precisely in the attire of Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioners.
The one at their head was a Xiantian Martial Scholar. Beside him stood a youth. It was, shockingly, Zhao Hao.
Glancing at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng, Zhao Hao's gaze was deep and distant, "You can smell the pollen of the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass?"
"Fortunately, after getting closer, even Xiantian Martial Scholars can barely smell it. Otherwise, they would really have fallen for your Cicada Shedding Shell."
That Infinite Boundless Mountain Xiantian Martial Scholar said mildly, "Currently, King Zhao is not simply injured. Rather, the baleful qi of the Sealing Dragon Abyss has entered his body."
"If he is not treated properly, he might instead end up harming King Zhao's life."
"Under such circumstances, it is best that Martial Scholars do not make a move. Our clan's Martial Grandmaster, Elder He, will arrive in an instant. Letting him treat King Zhao's injuries is the right thing to do."
He took a step forward, "Saving a person is like putting out a fire; it is better to do it sooner rather than later. Just directly hand him over to us."
Zhao Hao did not look at Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu, instead staring at the other Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners, "If we delay the treatment, we might instead end up harming Royal Father's life."
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