Ye Qinghan and the others didn't hesitate any longer. After leaving Drunken Immortal Tavern, they ignored the Situ Clan's invitation and left Snow Jia Pass immediately.
Just as they left, a figure appeared on the walls of Snow Jia Pass. He looked down at the departing figures with a fierce glint in his eyes. His dragon robes fluttered in the wind, and his aura soared to the heavens.
"Ye Qinghan, you won't be able to escape from my grasp. There are endless mountains and rivers under the heavens, and all living things are my slaves. How dare an ant like you defile my majesty? If you want to play, I'll play with you. However, the game has begun, and it's not up to you to stop it."
Xia Jiulong clenched his fists and stepped into the air, disappearing in a flash.
Xuan Xiu had the crown prince's decree and mobilized the Blood Strike Guards in Snow Jia Pass. They were the hidden experts of the Sacred Nation, and couldn't be used unless absolutely necessary. There were only three people in the world who could use them: the Sacred Nation's Sacred Lord, the Sacred Nation's Emperor, and the Sacred Nation's Crown Prince!
Whoosh!
Of the hundred experts, thirteen of them were at the upper realm, similar to Xuan Xiu. They blended into the crowd and left Snow Jia Pass.
… …
Ye Qinghan and the others rushed through the snowy peaks and the canyon, heading south. They only needed to cross the Battle Tribe's territory to enter the Eternal Sword Dao Sacred Land's Insane Manor. However, the Battle Tribe's territory was so vast that it would take Ye Qinghan and Fan Yin a month to cross it. Moreover, they had a group of juniors behind them. Many of them weren't as fast as Ye Qinghan.
However, Xia Jiulong appeared in front of them as soon as they were three hundred miles away from Snow Jia Pass.
Whoosh!
Fan Yin and the others quickly braked and looked at Xia Jiulong cautiously.
Xia Jiulong was all smiles. "Fan Yin, I have something to ask of you. Come with me."
"I don't have time. Scram," Fan Yin refused without hesitation.
Xia Jiulong wasn't angry. He smiled. "You definitely have time. I'll give you fifteen minutes to catch up."
After saying that, Xia Jiulong turned around and rushed towards the southwest Battle Race's central region.
Fan Yin's complexion changed. He snorted and said, "Little Ye, take them away from the War Race's border area with the fastest speed. Get closer to the War Race's bustling area. Don't give them a chance to surround you. No matter how arrogant that idiot Xia Jiulong is, he won't dare to mobilize experts to stir up a war in the War Race."
Before Fanyin finished his words, he took to the air and left.
Fan Yin had no choice but to leave. If he did not leave, Xia Jiulong would at most shed all pretense of cordiality, but this group of people would have no hope of escaping. If he left, at least there would be a glimmer of hope.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath. He looked at the Son of War and asked, "Brother War, you are familiar with the terrain of the Battle Race. Lead the way for us. We will head towards the heart of the Battle Race."
The Son of Battle shook his head and said, "Just now, the Nine Dragons Crown Prince and Senior Sister Fanyin left in the direction of my Battle Tribe's hinterland. We cannot follow them. Otherwise, if we are attacked from both sides, it will be even more difficult to escape."
At this moment, Zhan Jiuxiao raised his hand and said, "Big Brother, Brother Ye, I have a path. It's very dangerous and not suitable for fighting. I'm afraid that even if Xuan Xiu chases after us, we won't be able to attack."
The Son of Battle thought for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about the Sky Raising Ridge?"
"Yes! That place is either a long and narrow mountain peak or a cliff. We can fly for a long time using artifacts, which is equivalent to the upper realm. However, after flying for a long time, can we still fight? Obviously not. Since we can't do it, Xuan Xiu's group can't do it either. As long as we pass through the Sky Raising Ridge, it will be my Battle Race's Phoenix Sun City. Xuan Xiu shouldn't dare to fight in Phoenix Sun City, right? "Zhan Jiuxiao suggested excitedly.
When everyone heard this, they all nodded. This was a desperate solution, but it was also very dangerous. If the other party fought in the sky without caring about the cost, the casualties would definitely be very high.
"Seeking riches in danger, we'll fight from the Sky Raising Ridge. However, the path is dangerous. Wutian, take your Lil 'Miss and the others and take another path. Brother Jiuxiao, accompany them. I'll take Little Xue and Brother Zhan through the Sky Raising Ridge. Even if something happens, we can avoid a large number of experts." Ye Qinghan gritted his teeth and said.
With that, Ye Qinghan looked at Emperor Feng and said in a low voice, "Brother Feng, I'll have to trouble you to take care of these juniors. Follow them to Kuang Manor. Once you enter, no matter how many people Xia Jiulong brings, he won't be able to take you away."
Emperor Feng nodded solemnly and said, "Then be careful, Brother Ye."
Emperor Feng, Zhan Jiuxiao, and Lin Wutian quickly brought Emperor Ye, the Ye sisters, Zuo Shuguang, Yan Yunbei, and the others away and rushed towards the south.
Ye Qinghan and the Son of Battle stood in place while Lin Xue quietly waited for Xuan Xiu and the others to come closer.
Whoosh!!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —
Xuan Xiu brought close to a hundred experts and rushed towards them. They were not ordinary soldiers. They were invincible kings in the Middle Realm and were all experts among experts. This was especially true for the Upper Realm experts. They were one realm higher than the True Disciples of the Legendary Realm. Even Ye Qinghan would not be a match for them. The difference of one realm was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The Blood-robed Guards were not like the miscellaneous troops that the Thousand-Hand Buddha had gathered. They were roped in from all over the mountains. They had not undergone any special training, nor did they have any proper secret techniques to cultivate. In addition, they had shielded themselves from the perception of the outside world in order to avoid the Divine Sense of the Kuang Sect. That was why they had been assassinated by Yan Yunbei in one fell swoop.
The Holy Empire's foundation was unfathomable. Almost every city had a Blood Strike Guard. There were at most one or two hundred Blood Strike Guards, and at least three to five of them. They were not mobilized on normal days. Occasionally, they would act as scouts and collect intelligence. Once they were mobilized, they would succeed.
Xuejia Pass was located at an important location, so there were a hundred Blood Strike Guards here. Now, Xuan Xiu had gathered all of them.
The Son of Battle and Ye Qinghan looked at the experts rushing towards them from afar. Half of them could not fly. Although their cultivation was high, they did not have powerful artifacts to support them. At most, they could rely on the power of jumping to fly for a joss stick's worth of time. However, flying like this was too exhausting. They would not use it unless they had no other choice.
"Including Xuan Xiu, there are a total of fourteen Upper Realm experts. It would be too easy for them to destroy us. We can't fight them head-on. Let's leave first," the Son of Battle said in a low voice.
Ye Qinghan was expressionless. He said indifferently, "There's no hurry. Let's wait for them and give them some hope. They won't split up to capture the others."
The Son of Battle reminded him, "I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up …"
Ye Qinghan shrugged and replied, "I've learned Shadowless Cloud Manipulation and have the support of an Upper Realm Sacred Artifact. My speed shouldn't be much slower than Brother Zhan's."
The Son of Battle heaved a sigh of relief. He watched as Xuan Xiu and the others got closer and closer. They were only a few miles away. He could not help but circulate his divine power and pour it into his legs. His fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, attracting Xuan Xiu's experts.
Xuan Xiu locked onto Ye Qinghan and the Son of Battle. He said in a low voice, "Capture the little girl beside Ye Qinghan at all costs. As for the Son of Battle, injure him. As for Ye Qinghan, kill him on the spot!"
"Yes, sir!"
The Blood Strike Guards moved in unison. They were as fast as lightning as they pounced on Ye Qinghan and the Son of Battle from all directions.
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