In the sky, the Yu family's Patriarch was flying faster and faster, higher and higher.
Although he was severely injured, he had managed to keep his injuries under control after being stimulated by powerful medicine and recuperating for a period of time. Furthermore, he was slowly recovering.
Therefore, when he started to escape by himself, he was also flying higher and higher.
In the distance, he could already see a familiar peak. The huge rock that had been hanging in his heart was finally put down by half.
This was because he knew that as long as he could reach that peak, he would be safe.
Although He Yiming and the others were powerful, they definitely wouldn't be able to pose any threat to him at that place.
However, when he thought about the Yu family's losses this time, his heart began to ache intensely again. It was as if a hand was pulling at his internal organs, trying to make him die from the pain.
His body swayed slightly, as if he was about to fall from the sky. He hurriedly took a deep breath and cast aside all distracting thoughts. After a while, he finally stabilized himself.
He gritted his teeth, and a hint of madness appeared in his eyes. He muttered, "As long as I'm alive, as long as I can advance to the Ninth Heaven, I will definitely be able to revive the Yu family. I will definitely make the Yu family's Imperial Dynasty the true number one Imperial Dynasty in the world."
He raised his head, ascertained the direction of the peak, and flew in that direction again.
However, at this moment, he heard a long hiss. Then, a white ray of light flew out from under his feet.
The Yu family's Patriarch's expression changed drastically. He activated all his strength without hesitation. He couldn't care less about the pain that was faintly coming from his wounds. He knew that if he didn't escape with all his might, he would really lose his life today.
He screamed madly in his heart. The Yu family had already paid a sufficient price. He definitely couldn't die!
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He Yiming raised his head to look at the sky. His expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the peak in the distance.
It was a towering mountain. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as the main peak of the Heavenly Lake, that place was filled with a strange aura. He Yiming didn't know why, but he had such a feeling that there was an extremely terrifying existence there.
He suddenly understood why the Old Ancestor of the Yu family and Yu Feiyang were heading in this direction. It was because they were here to ask for help.
A thought flashed through his mind as he thought of the vice sect master of the Yellow Spring Sect who had revealed Zhan Xuan's whereabouts to him.
He cursed in his heart. Although that fellow sincerely wanted to pass the news to him, he should have another purpose.
Yellow Spring Sect, Blood Coagulation Technique, Five Elements Reincarnation …
It turned out that the royal family of the Great Shen Dynasty had long been in cahoots with this world's number one assassin sect.
In the distance, a casual but majestic voice suddenly rang out, "The Nine Nether Yellow Springs doesn't like outsiders. Get out of here …"
The voice wasn't loud. It wasn't loud at first, but it grew louder and louder. In the end, it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the air.
He Yiming's face changed drastically. He recalled the words of the Clairvoyant Master. There were a few forces in the Great Shen Dynasty that couldn't be offended.
He looked up at the sky and saw the figure that was getting taller. He clenched his fists tightly and made up his mind.
He reached out and pulled 108, saying, "Come up."
He Yiming pulled 108 up without asking for the reason. 108's body was as light as a feather.
Then, He Yiming exerted some force in his legs and stepped on the horn of the White Horse Lightning.
"Lightning, send me on my way …"
Following He Yiming's angry roar, the white horse's horn was suddenly surrounded by lightning, and it suddenly blasted out.
He Yiming's body was like an arrow leaving the bow, shooting straight towards the sky.
The White Horse's control over Lightning seemed to have improved again. The impact distance of the Lightning Power was much higher than He Yiming had imagined.
He Yiming was overjoyed. He really didn't know what had happened to the white horse during its clash with the multicolored holy tiger. It had actually undergone a complete transformation.
Although the White Horse's strength didn't increase by much because of this, its control over its power seemed to have improved a lot.
The Baozhu Pig's hooves lit up with a black light, which carried it up into the sky. Its little eyes sparkled as if it wanted to join in the fun.
In the past, the White Horse would have been furious and wanted nothing more than to join in the fight. However, it calmly followed below without any restlessness.
After the Lightning Power under his feet gradually subsided, a five-colored light suddenly appeared on He Yiming's body. He used the last bit of power to soar into the sky and blocked the path of the Yu family's Patriarch.
If He Yiming wanted to rely on his flying ability to catch up to the Yu family's Patriarch, it would have been almost impossible. However, with the White Horse's speed and Lightning's propulsion, he was able to successfully intercept the Patriarch at the last moment.
He Yiming had only turned his Divine Soldier into light. Once he used the Divine Light Flight Technique, he would have no weapon to attack.
However, at this moment, he was still dragging along 108, who seemed to have no weight at all.
He Yiming smiled as he looked at the horrified Patriarch of the Yu family in front of him. He gently opened his mouth and said, "Brother Bai, the glaive!"
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The Patriarch of the Yu family's Patriarch's expression changed drastically. He never thought that his opponent would catch up to him in this way just as he was about to escape.
He howled angrily without hesitation, "Brother Ji Mo, save me …"
However, he was only halfway through shouting when he suddenly stopped. His eyes widened in an instant, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill was indescribable.
Before his eyes, 108, who He Yiming was dragging along, suddenly changed. He turned into a ball of liquid that flowed in the air. In just an instant, 108 disappeared, and a terrifying glaive appeared in He Yiming's hand.
The Patriarch of the Yu family felt a chill run down his spine. He finally understood something. 108 had once said that he had flowed in. So this was how he had flowed in …
However, his heart was filled with fear at this moment. It was a fear that was deep enough to scare a person to death.
What the hell was this guy?
In midair, Treasure Pig, who was immensely proud of itself, stepped on four balls of black flames and walked up step by step. It could fly, but White Horse Thunder Lightning didn't have this ability. Just this point alone was enough to make it in high spirits.
However, its movements suddenly stopped. It looked up in a daze. The moment 108 turned into a glaive, even it had a moment of absent-mindedness.
Then, the black flames under Baozhu's feet disappeared. It was so focused on 108 that it had forgotten about the divine light under its feet.
If Baozhu had been a Light Divine Soldier for several years and had been able to train diligently for many years, controlling the divine light to fly would be an instinct. Then, even if he did not use his heart to control it, this problem would not have occurred.
Unfortunately, Baozhu had only been a Light Divine Soldier for half a year. More importantly, the little guy was usually rather lazy. It would rather lie on 108's body and fly than fly by itself.
Therefore, in the next moment, Baozhu immediately let out a blood-curdling scream that was a hundred times more terrifying than a pig being slaughtered. It then fell from the sky.
With a plop, Baozhu smashed a large hole in the ground. It groaned as it climbed up and happened to meet White Horse Lightning's eyes.
Baozhu stopped crying out in pain. The two divine beasts with divine beast bloodlines looked up at the sky at the same time. They had the same question in their minds.
What on earth was a hundred and eight?
With the glaive in hand, He Yiming's aura surged a hundred times. The Five Elements True Qi circulated endlessly. That unbelievably huge amount of True Qi and aura firmly locked onto the Yu family's ancestor.
If the Yu family's ancestor had immediately fled, there would still be a chance for him to escape. However, after witnessing this incomparably shocking scene, the Yu family's ancestor was stunned for a moment and lost the chance to escape.
He Yiming raised his glaive high. An aura that seemed like it could even split a mountain in half surged forth crazily.
Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the 30th form!
The glaive brought with it a boundless might as it chopped down. The glaive was swift and fierce, and its aura was enormous. It also had the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The Yu family's ancestor took a deep breath. He knew that he could no longer rely on anyone at this moment. Only by receiving this attack would he be able to preserve his life today.
All the distracting thoughts in his mind were completely cast aside. The Yu family's future, the injuries on his body, and 108's strangeness were no longer able to affect him in the slightest.
He raised his hands high, and a pair of golden gloves emitted an intense light. He actually managed to forcibly receive this thunderous attack.
With a loud bang, the glaive seemed to have embedded itself into the gloves. Although the gloves were already faintly cracking, they didn't budge an inch.
However, He Yiming's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery. With a twist of his hand, the glaive's glaive suddenly split apart. A jet-black crossed sword shot out from his hand like a venomous snake.
This time, the Yu family's ancestor had already used all his strength. He couldn't dodge this time.
The black cross sword pierced through his chest and pierced through his heart!
The Yu family's ancestor stared blankly at the crossed sword in front of his chest. His expression was extremely strange.
Finally, his body lost all its strength, and he fell from the sky.
He Yiming flicked his wrist, and the crossed sword and glaive combined into one, once again transforming into 108.
The Yu family's ancestor fell heavily into a patch of mud. He stared fixedly at He Yiming, and the light in his eyes began to fade.
However, at this moment …
In the distance, a powerful aura pervaded the air from the gigantic mountain peak. A black figure floated into the sky. Although it was only a human, in He Yiming's eyes, he was like a towering mountain peak, an unreachable existence …
PS: It's already the eighth. Sweat …
Tomorrow at five.
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