Outside the Rending Sky Gorge lies a vast, flat plain. The terrain is flat, and for Lu Ye's current predicament, it is filled with malice, as there is no place to hide.
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He took out a detailed map to investigate. Beyond this plain lies a mountain, and on the other side of the mountain is a large river. After crossing the river and traveling for several dozen miles, there is a market town.
Into the mountain! Lu Ye made a decisive decision. He didn't know what means the Seventh Layer of Lingxi Realm possessed, but given his current situation, only entering the mountain offered a glimmer of hope.
However, the mountain was not close. Even with Hu Po's speed, it would take an hour to reach.
Lu Ye silently prayed that Dong Shuye wouldn't run too fast.
As soon as this thought arose, he suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back. Turning his head, Lu Ye was startled to see a streak of light rapidly approaching from the direction of the Rending Sky Gorge. It was almost certain that this streak of light was the pursuing Dong Shuye. Despite the great distance, Dong Shuye had already spotted Lu Ye riding Hu Po, his eagle-like gaze fixed on him from afar.
The prickling sensation on Lu Ye's back was precisely the other party's killing intent.
Can he fly? Lu Ye's heart skipped a beat.
He had thought that with Hu Po, he had a high chance of escaping this guy's pursuit. After all, Hu Po's speed was quite fast, especially in the current urgent situation, where Hu Po was already giving it its all.
But he never imagined that Dong Shuye could actually fly!
The situation was greatly unfavorable. One on the ground, the other in the sky, Hu Po clearly couldn't escape.
However, at this moment, Dong Shuye's figure suddenly descended to the ground. Before Lu Ye could figure out what was happening, the guy shot up into the sky again, flying over.
After a moment, Lu Ye realized that the guy wasn't flying but gliding. Each glide covered over a hundred feet, much faster than Hu Po.
The situation wasn't as bad as he had imagined, but it was far from optimistic.
The distance between them was constantly closing. At this rate, Dong Shuye would catch up in less than an hour.
The Seventh Layer of Lingxi Realm was indeed extraordinary. The fact that he came to pursue Lu Ye also indicated a certain level of confidence.
He had to think of a way. After a brief moment of thought, Lu Ye took out a spirit talisman from his storage bag.
He now had only nine spirit talismans left. The three-day battle with Luo Ji had used up many, and these remaining nine were all defensive and auxiliary in nature.
The spirit talisman Lu Ye took out was called Fengxing, an auxiliary talisman that could increase speed. He had never had the chance to use it before, but now was the perfect time.
He channeled his spiritual energy and slapped the talisman onto Hu Po. Instantly, a layer of spiritual light enveloped Hu Po, quickly converging on its four paws, wrapping them in a light, nimble force.
With the help of the spiritual light, Hu Po's speed increased dramatically.
Although it still couldn't escape Dong Shuye's pursuit, it could delay the inevitable for longer.
One chase, one escape, they continuously approached the mountain. The killing intent in Dong Shuye's eyes almost solidified, like flames erupting.
He had thought that killing this tiger would be easy, but he had underestimated the speed of the white tiger. Now, with the help of the spirit talisman, the pursuit was even more difficult.
But this did not deter Dong Shuye's resolve to kill Lu Ye. The young master had been killed under his watch, and reporting this to the sect would result in the elders' fury, especially the sect leader, who had explicitly stated that his incompetent son's death could not go unpunished, and the killer must pay with his life!
If not for the restriction that Yunhe Realm cultivators could not enter the Lingxi Battlefield, Dong Shuye even suspected that the sect leader would personally come to kill.
Because of the fool's death, Dong Shuye had been reprimanded. The previous defeat by the Xuanmen had already put him in a difficult position within the sect. If he could avenge the young master, he might still maintain his current status, but if he couldn't, his future in the Nine Stars Sect would be bleak.
So no matter what, the killer must die!
Even if the other party used a spirit talisman, it still couldn't escape him. The distance was constantly closing, and as soon as he reached the right position, he could use a single spell to take the tiger's life!
After an hour, the distance between them was only a thousand feet. The power of the Fengxing talisman was exhausted, and Lu Ye took out another one and slapped it onto Hu Po.
This was the last Fengxing talisman. The sect leader had only given him two, and using this one would leave him with none.
Another hour later, the mountain ahead was clearly visible. With just a short while more, Hu Po could bring Lu Ye into the mountain, where hiding would be much easier.
However, Dong Shuye had already closed to within three hundred feet, a dangerous distance. Lu Ye felt his heart pounding, a suffocating sensation pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
Two hundred feet, one hundred feet...
Lu Ye felt a strong spiritual energy fluctuation behind him. Turning his head, he saw Dong Shuye gliding in the air, one hand pointing in his direction, a fiery red spiritual energy disc slowly rotating in front of him.
"The Xuanmen has already launched a full-scale attack on the Nine Stars Sect's base. Do you still have the time to chase me?" Lu Ye shouted urgently.
Since the Xuanmen was using him, he saw no reason to hide this information. In this life-or-death moment, any delay was welcome.
Dong Shuye clearly hesitated upon hearing this, his instincts telling him that Lu Ye wasn't lying. His mind was slightly disordered, and the spiritual energy disc in his hand wavered. Then he roared, "Deceptive words to confuse my mind! Die!"
Spiritual light burst forth, and fist-sized fireballs rained down like meteors, covering the area where Lu Ye was. There were at least dozens of fireballs, continuous and unending.
Lu Ye's eyes widened. He knew the Seventh Layer of Lingxi Realm was formidable, but he hadn't expected it to be this strong!
Moreover, from the way Dong Shuye was casting his spell, it was clear he was a spell cultivator.
Luo Ji was also a spell cultivator.
I hate spell cultivators! Lu Ye gritted his teeth, leaping off the tiger's back and sitting on Hu Po's back, hand on the hilt of his sword, focused and ready.
The fireballs rained down, and Hu Po dodged left and right, avoiding the attacks. The fireballs were extremely powerful, creating craters on the ground and splashing flames that burned fiercely.
Taking a hit from such a spell would be fatal, if not deadly.
On the tiger's back, Lu Ye continuously drew his sword, and the defensive spirit patterns on his body constantly flickered.
The fireballs that Hu Po couldn't avoid were either cut or blocked by him. The splashing flames burned his body, causing intense pain, and Hu Po whined continuously, the smell of burning flesh emanating from its body.
After the fireballs had all fallen, Lu Ye and Hu Po were only slightly burned, but Lu Ye's hand holding the sword was trembling violently.
The spells of the Seventh Layer of Lingxi Realm were not easy to block.
This spell was a wide-area attack, intended to kill Lu Ye in one go. The damage was clearly spread out, but he had to use all his strength to block each fireball.
Moreover, this was a hasty spell cast by Dong Shuye. If he had used his full strength, what would it have been like?
This time, it might really be a matter of life and death!