The White Horse Lightning's strength gradually recovered, and its speed became faster and faster. Gradually, it recovered to its peak state.
However, to He Yiming's surprise, and even a little fear, the powerful expert at the peak of the human dao was actually hot on their tail. That extremely sharp and powerful aura was still firmly locked onto him.
At this point, He Yiming finally understood why the Clairvoyant Master had repeatedly warned him not to provoke those sects with experts at the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the human dao no matter what. It was because the cultivation of these people was just too terrifying.
Their will was so powerful that it was simply terrifying. Not only that, but their speed in the sky was also far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even with the White Horse Lightning's speed, it was impossible to leave them behind.
He turned his head to look at the distant horizon. That tiny black dot was still in his sight, and there was no way he could shake it off.
He Yiming cursed inwardly. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't think of a way to shake this person off.
The Clairvoyant Master had once said that if he really did provoke these experts at the peak of the human dao, he could go to the Heavenly Lake branch, and the sect master would naturally make the decision for him.
However, the problem was that the sect master of the Heavenly Lake branch had now gone to the Ice Palace of the Northern Frontier. If He Yiming led the Yellow Spring Patriarch to the Heavenly Lake branch now, the consequences would be unbearable.
In truth, He Yiming had already thought about it. The Ice Palace of the Northern Frontier was currently filled with experts. If he could lead the Yellow Spring Patriarch to the Icy Palace of the North Sea, he definitely wouldn't dare to provoke them so wantonly.
However, what made He Yiming even more depressed was that he didn't know where the Ice Palace of the Northern Frontier was located.
He Yiming didn't believe that the God of Death would give him a chance to stop and ask for directions when he was being chased relentlessly.
Just like that, the White Horse Lightning ran like a headless fly for several hours. Of course, it was unable to shake off the Yellow Springs Sect group above its head, but that human peak expert was also extremely depressed. This sacred beast was simply too fast …
Gimo Fanshu had never spent so much time chasing after someone in the past few hundred years, other than when he was facing experts of the same level.
He Yiming let out a long sigh, filled with helplessness.
He thought fiercely. Since that was the case, then everyone would just have to drag it out and see who could last until the end.
As if sensing He Yiming's thoughts, Baozhu suddenly jumped in his arms, gesturing and humming something.
He Yiming widened his eyes. Although he could clearly see Baozhu's every movement, it was a pity that he could not understand what Baozhu was trying to express.
Soon, the intelligent Baozhu understood that it was very difficult for a human to communicate with a pig. It twisted its neck and blinked its small eyes. Suddenly, it pounced on He Yiming's chest and nuzzled it with its nose.
He Yiming was slightly startled, but he immediately understood what it meant. He took out 108's tracking device from his chest.
"Brother Bai, are you there?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.
108 had stepped forward bravely in the end to stop Ancestor Yellow Springs, giving the white horse time to recover its strength. Otherwise, none of them would have been able to escape this time.
He Yiming and the others firmly believed that 108's life was definitely not in danger, but the opponent he was intercepting was after all an extremely terrifying figure. Therefore, He Yiming was a little worried when he asked.
Soon, 108's familiar voice came from the tracking device, "I'm here."
He Yiming breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Brother Bai, I don't understand Baozhu's words. Can you translate it for me?"
"Okay."
Very simple, without any hesitation, the voice came out of it. He Yiming was really relieved. Sure enough, the one hundred and eight was still the same. It should be very healthy.
Baozhu hummed and hummed at the tracking device for a long time, as if it was very, very angry.
"Baozhu said that it wants you to go to Crying Ghost Ridge." 108 translated slowly.
He Yiming shuddered. Whenever Crying Ghost Ridge was mentioned, He Yiming thought of the huge and terrifying Dragonsnake.
Among the creatures he had seen, only the unknown monster he encountered in the outer sea could be compared to the Dragonsnake. Other than that, perhaps only Lord Sheng Long, who had died in the Land of Reincarnation, and Kirin, who he had only heard of but had never seen before, could compete with the terrifying Dragonsnake.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment, then said, "Baozhu, why do you want to go to Crying Ghost Ridge? Can the Dragonsnake protect you? "
Baozhu's head nodded repeatedly, as if it was a matter of course.
He Yiming hesitated. In fact, as long as there was a possibility, He Yiming did not want to go to Crying Ghost Ridge, because the huge Dragonsnake had left a deep impression on him, as if he could not forget it even if he wanted to.
Suddenly, an extremely strange idea came to his mind. He Yiming said, "Baozhu, can you let the Fire Dragons in the Nine Dragons Furnace come out?" He Yiming's eyes were dazzling, and he said, "As long as they are willing to come out, they will definitely be able to send Ancestor Netherworld away."
Since the Nine Dragons Furnace entered the Five-element Ring, no matter what He Yiming did, it refused to come out. Although He Yiming's relationship with the Fire Dragons in the Nine Dragons Furnace had greatly improved, he knew that it was impossible for him to mobilize these monsters, which were even more terrifying than Ancestor Netherworld.
Baozhu shook its head without hesitation. Its small eyes were half-closed, and it also had a helpless expression.
He Yiming sighed in disappointment. If Treasure Pig had a way to mobilize those fire dragons, then how different would it be from him being able to mobilize them?
Moreover, at this moment, those Fire Dragons were fighting a tough battle with the Black Tortoise Shell, so they probably had no time to care about other things.
The murderous aura from afar seemed to be sharper. He Yiming gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's go to Crying Ghost Ridge."
The white horse turned slightly, turned into a straight white line, and instantly went away. Under the guidance of Baozhu, it embarked on the road to Crying Ghost Ridge.
Gimo Fanshu, who was high in the sky, showed a hint of surprise. He was very experienced. From the beginning of the chase, he could see that He Yiming and the others did not have a fixed direction. It seemed that as long as they could get rid of him, they could go anywhere.
At this moment, judging from the white horse's sudden change of direction and the strength of its movements, he understood.
He Yiming and the others had decided on a place. Just like how the Yu family's great ancestor tried everything to get to the Ninth Netherworld, they must be going somewhere to get rid of him.
Despite that, he sneered disdainfully.
In this world and at this time, other than the Northern Border's Ice Palace, where else could resist him?
The white horse was fast, but it was not heading north. This made Great Ancestor Yellow Spring feel at ease. He sped up and followed closely. He could not catch up to the white horse, but he was not shaken off either.
Nonetheless, as the white horse kept moving forward, Great Ancestor Yellow Spring's face darkened.
This was because he saw a mountain in the distance that was shrouded by thick grayish-black mists.
Given the old man's experience, he naturally knew what this place was. Besides, he had entered this place before he became a Venerable One. It was also here that he took the most important step in his life and successfully became a Venerable One.
He had not been here for hundreds of years, but anyone who came here once would not forget it for the rest of their lives.
The white horse seemed to have sped up. It charged over the steep mountain wall without any hesitation. In a place where cliffs were everywhere, the white horse also walked on flat ground.
Following that, under Great Ancestor Yellow Spring's disbelief, the white horse carried He Yiming and charged into the thick grayish-black mists.
Gimo Fanshu arrived in front of a cliff beside the thick mists. He stopped and floated in mid-air. His eyes were filled with surprise as he looked ahead.
He Yiming's choice was beyond his expectations.
He would not be so surprised even if they escaped to the Northern Border's Ice Palace. Now that they entered the Crying Ghost Ridge …
Not to mention Great Ancestor Yellow Spring, even the Oracle would not be able to predict this result.
At this moment, there was only one thought in the top human path expert's mind. 'Don't they know that this is the Dragon-Serpent's territory?'
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After the white horse rushed into the thick mists, it suddenly stopped and stared at the top of the mountain. There seemed to be a trace of confusion and surprise in its expression.
Baozhu jumped out of He Yiming's arms. It jumped up and down as if it was explaining something to the White Horse Lightning.
After a while, the white horse finally relaxed. It snorted and followed behind Baozhu to the top.
He Yiming rode on the white horse, but his heart was already in his throat.
He had a strange feeling. Not only was Baozhu not afraid of the Dragon-Serpent, but even the white horse did not seem to be afraid of it.
The two Sacred Beasts were extremely fast. It did not take long for them to reach the top of the mountain.
The mist here was much thicker than below, and when He Yiming came here, he could clearly feel the huge pressure of the behemoth at the top of the mountain.
A moment later, a loud roar rang out. He Yiming quivered and immediately found that there was no malice in the roar, but instead a hint of surprise.
Baozhu immediately roared, and the white horse was not to be outdone. It neighed a few times.
He Yiming did not see the Dragon-Serpent at the top of the mountain, but his heart gradually calmed down when he heard the three spiritual beasts with the bloodline of the Divine Beasts.
Baozhu was right. The Dragon-Serpent here would protect them. He was also able to avoid Great Ancestor Yellow Spring's pursuit here thanks to the white horse and Baozhu.
Baozhu suddenly became excited and roared a few times.
In front of them, there was a sudden gust of wind. The Dragon-Serpent let out an earth-shattering roar. Then, a huge gust of wind blew over. Even He Yiming was almost thrown to the ground.
After a long while, He Yiming came to his senses. The Dragon-Serpent had left the top of the mountain where it had been entrenched for countless years and left the Crying Ghost Ridge with great power.
After being stunned for a while, He Yiming took out the tracker and asked, "Brother Bai, what did Baozhu say?"
"Baozhu said, did you lose a horn? It saw someone playing with a Dragon-Serpent horn outside. After asking, that person chased it all the way here."
He Yiming was speechless.
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