Sitting on Pan-Pan's back, Yan Zhaoge exited the dimensional passageway. Seeing the outside environment, he could not help but feel amused.
He saw a few Wutong Slope martial practitioners currently surrounding and fiercely attacking two Three Foot Mountain Elders.
While these Wutong Slope martial practitioners were all Seeing Divinity Martial Saints, they were proficient in martial arts and the two Three Foot Mountain Elders had previously been heavily injured by Yan Zhaoge.
As a result, those of Wutong Slope held the upper hand.
Still, after Yan Zhaoge had appeared, both sides had stopped fighting.
The Wutong Slope martial practitioners who were guarding this place looked at Yan Zhaoge in astonishment.
While they were as arrogant as Zhuang Chaohui had been earlier, only seeing Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain as they looked down on Yan Zhaoge and Broad Creed Mountain in their hearts.
Still, Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope martial practitioners had long since been familiar with the appearance of Yan Zhaoge who had slain their fellow disciples. They would not mistake him for someone else.
Zhuang Chaohui and the others had not emerged from the cave manor of the Daoist temple. Instead, it was Yan Zhaoge who had emerged from within, causing these Wutong Slope martial practitioners to feel shocked and uncertain.
After a brief moment of shock, they all attacked Yan Zhaoge together!
The Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen had long since given strict orders.
As long as Yan Zhaoge dared to set foot within the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, he would definitely be slain without mercy. Any martial practitioner of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory could act against him.
Let alone the other experts of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope was of the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen's lineage. They would definitely strictly abide by their Chief's orders as they attacked without hesitation.
Sitting cross-legged on Pan-Pan's back, Yan Zhaoge did not move at all as he simply extended his right hand.
As he flipped his palm, the heavens and earth instantly overturned before the eyes of those Wutong Slope martial practitioners!
Where the majestic, limitless palm force of the Cyclic Heavenly Seal passed, it swept through the surrounding area.
"Endless mountains and a great number of Spiritual Clear Trees grow here, covering the entire mountain range. This seems like the Endless Mountain Range of the northern Blazing Heaven Territory …" Yan Zhaoge surveyed his surroundings as he attacked.
He had always valued intelligence and news, having long since formed great enmity with the Southern Exalt's lineage.
He had always placed great importance on intelligence and information. He had long since formed great enmity with the Southern Exalt's lineage.
While he dared not be certain, he only felt that it seemed to be somewhere in the northern part of the southern Blazing Heaven.
Observing the geographical features of the surrounding environment, while he could not be certain, he felt that it seemed to be somewhere in the northern part of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory.
While he had landed in the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, Yan Zhaoge did not panic.
He raised his hand and dealt with these Wutong Slope disciples first.
He wasn't bloodthirsty, but taking someone's life was nothing to him.
While these Wutong Slope martial practitioners vaguely feared Yan Zhaoge as well, they still unconsciously rushed over.
By the time they realized that things were not as simple as they had imagined, it was already too late for regrets.
It was instead those two Three Foot Mountain Elders who were fully focused on fleeing. Making use of Yan Zhaoge taking care of those Wutong Slope martial practitioners, the two fled into the distance without even looking back.
The two of them were alert and fled in two different directions, hoping to escape this calamity.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, patting Pan-Pan's head before soaring into the air, pursuing that Immortal Bridge Martial Saint Elder of Three Foot Mountain.
Pan-Pan carried Ah Hu on his back as he chased after another Seeing Divinity Martial Saint.
The other party was already heavily injured. Regardless of whether he fought or ran, he would not be able to defeat Pan-Pan.
That Three Foot Mountain Elder of Immortal Bridge Martial Saint Street felt a terrifying aura approaching from behind. Turning back to look, he was instantly greatly shocked.
"Yan Zhaoge, you are against my Three Foot Mountain. You must know …"
Before he had finished speaking, he had already been interrupted by Yan Zhaoge, "I am well aware of who stands behind you. Still, this will not affect me from making a move."
"Your sect's Chief and many others are all waiting for you down below. You won't be lonely on your journey."
Amidst his words, he had already struck out with a palm!
The other party's eyes looked like they were about to implode as he said disbelievingly, "You actually …"
Partway through his words, the top of his head had already been shattered by Yan Zhaoge's palm, his head exploding.
Yan Zhaoge did not linger after having slain the other party as he calmly turned and headed off in another direction.
Still, he had already caught up a moment later as he could see Ah Hu's back as he sat on Pan-Pan's back.
"Already done?" Yan Zhaoge soundlessly landed on Pan-Pan's back, "There is no smell of blood on him. He didn't fight?"
Ah Hu had a rather strange expression on his face as he answered, "Young Master, a small accident occurred."
He pointed into the distance.
Actually, he did not need to point. After discovering that Pan-Pan had not slain the other party, Yan Zhaoge had already surveyed the surroundings and gazed in that direction.
There, two people were shockingly currently clashing.
Gazing over, Yan Zhaoge saw that one of them was that Three Foot Mountain Elder while the other was a youth.
That youth appeared to be around twenty from the outside. He was garbed in red as he moved as swiftly as rushing thunder.
While Yan Zhaoge could tell that he was more than twenty years old, he was still extremely young in terms of his cultivation base as it was sufficient to shock most people.
Such a young martial practitioner of the first level of the Martial Saint realm was extremely rare even in the entire World beyond Worlds.
While he could originally be considered handsome, there was a tragic wound on his face which had destroyed his right eye.
Yet, this youth paid no heed to the wound on his face as he only focused on fiercely attacking that Three Foot Mountain Elder.
Unleashing his full power, he already had no energy to care about his injuries as the right side of his face was dripping with fresh blood.
That Three Foot Mountain Elder had long since been a Martial Saint expert who had broken through space and seen true Divinity. However, having been heavily injured by Yan Zhaoge earlier, he had been unable to unleash his full power.
Fearing that Yan Zhaoge would catch up to him, he only wanted to flee as quickly as possible.
Still, the more he feared battle, the more he would be at a disadvantage as he was entangled by an opponent whose cultivation base was far lower than his.
Still, after glancing at him, Yan Zhaoge could not help but feel interested, "Oh, he has some skills."
While his opponent was unable to unleash his full power due to various reasons, the strength of that red-clothed youth far surpassed that of martial practitioners of the same cultivation level.
Let alone opponents of the first level of the Martial Saint realm, even most martial practitioners of the second level of the Martial Saint realm would probably be unable to defeat this red-clothed youth.
While he was unarmed, he wielded his palm like a sabre as the light of thunder that surged to the heavens surged with each sabre.
That light of thunder was crimson like blood as it was mournful and terrifying.
Beneath the roaring thunderbolts, the body of the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioner who emitted the golden radiance of the sun seemed to be enveloped by the colour of blood.
The light of thunder and the sabre-light merged as one, stirring the winds and clouds of the surrounding area with a momentum that shocked the heavens and shook the earth as numerous streaks of the golden radiance of the sun were shattered.
The red-clothed youth had a savage expression on his face as he roared loudly like rumbling thunder, completely looking like he did not care for his life at all as he madly attacked his opponent with it.
"Speaking of which, I seemed to have felt just now that that person of Three Foot Mountain had a living person within his Shadow Shrinking Pouch," Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "Back then, I thought that it was a fellow disciple of his with a lower cultivation base."
"From the looks of it now, it was actually a captive?"
Ah Hu nodded, "That's right. Not long after Pan-Pan and I had chased him, that person's sleeve suddenly ripped apart, a streak of bloodred thunder shooting out from within, turning to attack him."
"It should be that his injuries were too severe as he was unable to continue capturing the captive within his Shadow Shrinking Pouch alive."
He scratched his big head, "In the end, before we could make a move, the two of them began fighting first."
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