Of the Grand Xuan Dynasty's Seven Fowl Treasured Spears, there were the Great Roc Treasured Spear and the White Crane Treasured Spear.
The former was swift, while the latter was agile.
When King Xuanmu had clashed with others in his life, the vast majority of the time, he had never suffered a disadvantage in terms of speed.
At this moment, however, facing an opponent who was merely an early Seeing Divinity Martial Saint, he was actually unable to catch up to him even as he flew about.
He could barely maintain the distance between them, but he was unable to close the gap.
King Xuanmu admitted that his injuries were not light. While it affected his strength, it naturally affected his speed as well.
However, with his cultivation base of the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, speed had never been his weakness. Yet, he was still unable to catch up to an opponent of the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm. The other party's speed was really too fast!
In terms of speed alone, even Kang Ping and the others who cultivated in the Time Flowing Sword would probably be unable to catch up to Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone at the same cultivation level.
The Northern Ocean Clone's forte was speed in the first place, having long ago been able to match the Radiant Light Sect martial practitioners who cultivated in the Thousand Illusory Streaking Light Art, their bodies transforming into streaks of light.
Today, with his cultivation of the Great Desolate Fish-Roc Art progressing day by day, his speed had risen to a whole new level as he was already able to reign supreme over all martial practitioners of the same cultivation level within the Royal Reed Sea!
Even King Xuanmu could only eat the dust behind them, let alone the others of the Grand Xuan Dynasty who could not even arouse the thought of chasing after them.
When Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming saw this, they had complicated expressions on their faces. "Such speed is truly rare. He has truly obtained the true meaning of the Kun Peng."
Exasperated, King Xuanmu gradually calmed down.
While he felt vexed, he still followed closely behind Yan Zhaoge, not relaxing in the slightest.
Even though Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone was shockingly fast, he did not believe that a fourth level Martial Saint would be able to compete in endurance with him.
King Xuanmu made up his mind to pursue relentlessly, not giving Yan Zhaoge a chance to catch his breath as he wanted to deplete the Northern Ocean Clone's stamina as much as possible.
As his stamina decreased, his speed would naturally slow down.
As long as the Northern Ocean Clone slowed down, he would rush over and rip him to shreds!
He had still been too careless to the extent that he had been separated from the King Xuan Spear, descending to the lower worlds while leaving the King Xuan Spear in the World beyond Worlds, not in a place like the capital where experts were as numerous as clouds and security was tight.
In the end, he had actually really lost his heirloom. King Xuanmu felt that this was even more shameful than him returning in defeat in the Eight Extremities World!
He had to take back the King Xuan Spear!
Yan Zhaoge naturally saw through King Xuanmu's intentions.
He chuckled and circulated the Yin Yang Heavenly Scripture's method. Yin and Yang energies intertwined, creating and nullifying each other in an endless stream.
Apart from speed, the Northern Ocean Clone was renowned for his strength in the first place. Now that he was unceasingly being supplied with the true essence of his main body, his stamina and aura grew even more protracted.
If King Xuanmu wanted to waste time with him, it was hard to say who would be the one wasting time.
However, at this moment, the Wound of the Sky in the distance suddenly shook again.
Looks of shock appeared on the faces of Yan Zhaoge, King Xuanmu, Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming.
All eyes were on the wound of the sky.
The Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners exchanged looks. All of their people who could have retreated had already retreated.
The Northern Ocean Clone continued speeding along, evading King Xuanmu. Yan Zhaoge sat on the back of the Kunpeng silhouette that the Northern Ocean Clone had transformed into, gazing at the wound of the sky in the distance.
Looking at the wound of the sky, Bai Ziming said in shock, "Someone of the Eight Extremities World has surpassed the tolerable limits of the heavens and earth and is about to ascend to this World beyond Worlds?"
When martial practitioners ascended from the lower worlds to the World beyond Worlds, they did not necessarily have to pass through a wound of the sky.
If they did not pass through a wound of the sky, there were many possibilities for them to land in the World beyond Worlds after ascending.
Still, if they just happened to be near the entrance of a wound of the sky, they would arrive in the World beyond Worlds through it, landing in the crevice of the wound of the sky on the opposite side.
Whether someone had ascended or had ascended due to a lack of cultivation base, the changes in the wounds of the sky would be different.
Having ascended from the Floating Gate World himself, Bai Ziming was immediately able to tell that someone from the Eight Extremities World had reached a sufficient cultivation base.
Chen Zhiliang, however, was able to discern even more, "The power of dimensions is pressuring unceasingly as it is unstable. Yet, that person has not ascended, instead seeming to be in a stalemate with the power of dimensions!"
Bai Ziming was taken aback, "Doesn't that mean that this person has yet to attain the Seeing Divinity Martial Saint realm, having yet to refine his acupoints to see Divinity, being unable to resist the power of dimensions? Yet, his strength has already surpassed the tolerable limits of the Eight Extremities World! "
Everyone present was dazed.
Even King Xuanmu was taken aback as he seemed to have thought of something.
Chen Zhiliang gazed shockingly at Yan Zhaoge, "Little Friend Yan, I really cannot think of anyone else in this world besides you who has yet to attain the Seeing Divinity Martial Saint realm can actually surpass the tolerable limits of the heavens and earth!"
"Who exactly is this?"
Within the Myriad Dragon Palace, Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu exchanged looks, speaking simultaneously.
"Martial Uncle Sect Leader!"
"Family Head!"
Yan Zhaoge could not help but laugh uproariously.
Those of the Grand Xuan Dynasty felt their hairs stand on end from Yan Zhaoge's laughter.
King Xuanmu was still fine, but the expressions of the other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners all changed greatly!
Earlier, they had still been saying that the wound of the sky just happened to obstruct the malefic star of the lower worlds, that the other party would not be able to catch up.
Yet, from the looks of it now, could it be that the other party had directly caught up just like that?
Even the boundaries of the heavens and earth were unable to obstruct his footsteps?
Looking at the battered and defeated martial practitioners of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, Chen Zhiliang and Bai Ziming understood as well.
Their expressions simultaneously changed as they simultaneously lunged towards the vicinity of the wound of the sky.
Chen Zhiliang inhaled deeply, throwing out a small seal. After landing on the wound of the sky, the radiance of the wound of the sky gradually turned illusory.
The illusory radiance was clear and transparent, the chaotic space and time within seemingly becoming orderly for a short period of time.
Under such circumstances, the spatial passageway seemed to be temporarily fixed in place, resembling a tangible tunnel that went straight as one would be able to see the scene on the other end of it.
Without the disturbance of space and time, with the vision of Chen Zhiliang and the others, they would be able to clearly see the entrance to the wound of the sky.
That was precisely the Eight Extremities World.
Currently, in the Eight Extremities World where the Sacred Sun Clan's World Illuminating Peak had been, two figures were hovering in the air.
A handsome man whose temples were slightly stained with frost was seated in the meditative position at the entrance to the wound of the sky.
Radiance flickered by the crevice in space, sweeping him along as it seemed to want to drag him within.
The entire Eight Extremities World was shaking at this moment, the mountains and seas roiling.
A majestic, formless force repelled that man together, wanting to drive him out of the Eight Extremities World!
Seeing that face which bore a sixty to seventy percent resemblance to Yan Zhaoge's, those of the World beyond Worlds all unconsciously swallowed their saliva.
This man was naturally Yan Di!
While the current Yan Di was not tolerated in the Eight Extremities World, his expression was still composed.
The acupoints of his entire body were shaking slightly, streams of qi surging from within, surging and surging.
Yan Zhaoge laughed loudly. It was indeed his father.
At this moment, Yan Di had shockingly merged his body, avatar and soul as one, having attained the third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar stage.
It must have been after his battle with the Grand Xuan Dynasty that he had finally taken this step.
This step was merely a step up to a higher level for everyone else in the Eight Extremities World.
However, for Yan Di who had originally already been invincible in this world, not only would he be invincible amongst men from now onwards, even this Eight Extremities World would no longer be able to keep him, unable to trap him! (To be continued.)
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