The atmospheric winds were as sharp as blades, leaving behind wounds on Li Qingshan's body. Even the Ox Demon Forges its Hide could not stop them, and he did not have the strength to spare to use the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell either. Instead, he focused all of his attention on the pair of wings on his back.
The word "wind" was crucial to the wings of wind. Li Qingshan had discovered by chance that gathering atmospheric winds could increase the wings of wind by quite a lot, but he could not maintain it for long. As a result, he flew into the atmospheric winds. Even if he became injured, he would not care.
Strands of atmospheric winds wove into the wings of wind, allowing him to erupt with unprecedented speed. He flew towards the south-west, or more accurately, away from the Ink sea.
The atmospheric winds whistled past his ears, and the ground moved in a hurry. New sceneries constantly appeared on the horizon. It was too much for the eye to take in. If it were not for the impending disaster behind him, it would have been an extremely delightful sight.
However, even at such a level of speed, the sense of danger in his heart still did not ease up. Instead, it grew heavier and heavier.
Li Qingshan understood that the Dragon King Of The Sea was definitely faster than him. His only advantage was the distance of over five thousand kilometers from the very beginning. If he did not deal with the ink marks on him, being caught was only a matter of time.
Running away was useless, so as soon as Li Qingshan discovered the effects of the ink marks, he immediately powered the daemon core with everything he had.
The daemon core of water and fire revolved, shining with scarlet and blue light. The phoenix burned while the spirit turtle suppressed, purging the aura of death from the daemon core strand by strand before spreading it around his body to deal with the ink marks that clung to him like maggots.
However, this process was very slow, like stubborn stains. Repeated scrubbing could only make them fade slightly.
Li Qingshan did not relax at all. He maintained the greatest speed he could reach and fled into the distance. This seemed to be a replica of him and Mo Yu Just Now. He could not help but sigh with a smile. Retribution sure came far too quickly!
He had encountered the same problem as Mo Yu. First of all, his daemon qi could not last for much longer.
After a bitter battle, he had no time to rest. He had to flee for his life. Powering the wings of wind consumed daemon qi, and cleaning up the ink marks on him consumed daemon qi even more. If it were not for his prior preparations, he would have run out of supplies already.
He gripped the Asura Field tightly, drawing out the spiritual energy that had just been stored inside and guiding it into his body. However, the efficiency was clearly incomparable to using the Water God Seal directly. The recovery speed was far from being able to keep up with the consumption. In order to conserve his Demonic Qi, he didn't even dare to use his Demonic Qi to heal the wounds torn by the astral winds. Instead, he relied on his body's regenerative abilities to heal them.
The demonic aura continued to deplete. Thirty percent, twenty percent, ten percent …
The Deep Ocean Pearl suddenly began to spin. If the Yao Core was the essence of his Yao cultivation, then the Deep Ocean Pearl was the crystallization of his human cultivation. Under his urging, streams of spiritual energy were injected into the Yao Core, transforming into Yao Qi.
Moreover, he still had his final trump card — the Divine Talisman of Great Creation!
The Cloudwisp Society was developing quite well. As the greatest contributor, Li Qingshan's novels were greatly promoted. The willpower gathered in the Divine Talisman of Great Creation was already ten times greater than before. It could be said to be the last line of defense.
But at the same time, there was another problem that troubled him, and that was fatigue!
Fiercely flapping the phoenix wings consumed a great deal of energy. The ox demon was famed for its endurance, and ever since he obtained the "Strength of the Earth", he had almost never felt tired. But now, exhaustion was quietly creeping into his body and slowly spreading.
Although he didn't need to stand on the ground to use the Divine Earth Strength now, it was still greatly affected when he was far away from the ground in the sky. However, if he left the astral winds, his speed would immediately slow down.
The current situation could be said to be one of external and internal problems. He had yet to see the Dragon King Of The Sea, but he already felt like he was about to collapse.
…
Li Qingshan stood in the air, his scarlet hair fluttering in the wind. His scarlet eyes gazed into the east.
On the horizon, a darkness that was even deeper than the night spread, covering the stars and the moon like a dark cloud. In the blink of an eye, it had filled half the sky, enveloping the heavens.
In a split second, Li Qingshan felt an oppressive feeling that was close to suffocation. His mind trembled, but he immediately calmed down and shouted towards the sky, "Dragon King Of The Sea!"
The dark cloud was like ink that had melted in water. It floated continuously as if it was a living thing, scales and claws could be faintly seen within. A pair of dragon eyes lit up and swept an indifferent glance at him, as if he had been pierced by a sharp sword. Then, he withdrew his gaze. The ink-like dark cloud passed over his head, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the other end of the horizon.
Li Qingshan lowered his head, only to see a blob of ink stain on his chest. It was constantly spreading and expanding. His brows furrowed, and his body suddenly burst apart, turning into millions of water droplets that fell into Calm Wave Lake.
Ten thousand kilometers away, Li Qingshan was horrified. Through the eyes of his mirror clone, he finally saw the Dragon King Of The Sea who had pursued him from so far away. Originally, he wanted to buy himself some time, but the clone had been defeated in a single clash.
This was a mirror clone that possessed a portion of his strength and was the strongest he had ever created. It was in no way weaker than any Daemon Commander, yet he had failed to see how the other party had attacked. Only when he was struck did he realize that he had been pierced by a drop of ink.
With his vitality, he would not necessarily die even if his heart was pierced by ten thousand arrows. However, instead of saying that the drop of ink had killed the mirror clone, it was more accurate to say that it had destroyed the innate divine ability, the Watermirror's Image, from its very foundation.
And that drop of ink contained a powerful will that directly penetrated through the doppelganger, wanting to attack his original body. If not for the fact that his mirror doppelganger was different from ordinary doppelganger techniques, this move would have caused serious damage to his original body.
This was no longer just a difference in strength. It was also a chasm in terms of cultivation. It was no wonder that the Dragon King Of The Sea could make the Beast King of the Dragon province retreat with a single word, forcing him to let go of his disciple's death. No matter how many schemes you had, it would all be useless against an opponent like that.
However, he had already achieved two of his objectives in sending out his mirror clone. The first was to assess the Dragon King Of The Sea's speed. In the end, the Dragon King Of The Sea would definitely catch up before he could clean up all the ink on his body. The second was to assess his strength. In the end, once he caught up, he would be dead for sure.
Right now, his original body's situation was even worse than his clone's. Even if he could tell how the Dragon King Of The Sea had attacked, he probably could not even block a single attack.
Although the distance between them was so great that mortals would never be able to cross it in their entire lives, it was as dangerous as a fish on a chopping block to him.
He had considered seeking refuge with the Golden Cicada Spirit King or the Banyan Tree King in the past, but they were only fellow cultivators. The Golden Cicada Spirit King admired him, but he did not owe him anything. His only objective was to jump out of the well. Anyone who destroyed this objective was his enemy. Although the Banyan Tree King had once tried to recruit him, he would not go against the neutrality he had maintained for ten thousand years and fend off the Dragon King Of The Sea's wrath for him.
Fellow cultivators, fellow cultivators. Only those who walked the same path were friends. If they tried to interfere with another person's path through emotions, it would only destroy their friendship. Having understood this, Li Qingshan had never thought about seeking refuge with anyone in the first place.
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