Then, Chen Wo's eyes instantly narrowed. He bolted upright, his entire essence and spirit drawn to the absolute peak in an instant, his aura like a suppressed volcano on the verge of eruption.

Lin Yiwu was the same; his expression too took on a fierce look, as if he had cast aside all reservations.

The master and disciple finally abandoned their previous cautious fighting style and began fighting for their lives.

Chu Haozhou’s face still held a strange smile, seeming utterly dismissive of the pair’s display.

A massive surge of momentum blasted outward in all directions, drawing even the gazes of He Yiming and the others.

They vaguely sensed that the master and disciple Lin Yiwu were about to unleash some ultimate technique for a final, desperate gamble.

Chen Wo desperately thrust his spear forward. Contained within this strike was the tragic momentum of a path from which there was no return, as if under this spear thrust, it was either death or survival.

Feeling the power concentrated in that spear thrust, He Yiming’s heart also tightened. This was the full force of his attack, his absolute commitment.

Lin Yiwu flickered and moved to press closely behind Chen Wo, the Watersplit Dagger in his hand faintly glowing. Master and disciple seemed to have become one entity in that moment, and this fierce strike condensed the entire strength of the two Venerables.

Chu Haozhou snorted coldly. His body suddenly twisted, and the surrounding space seemed to ripple with subtle changes; he moved like a great fish in water, abruptly darting ten meters away.

Chen Wo had initially locked onto his aura firmly, but after Chu Haozhou twisted and turned for a while, he suddenly realized the once-locked-on aura had inexplicably vanished.

The ancient demon’s eyes flashed with a peculiar light. He could see clearly that the movement technique Chu Haozhou used was identical to He Yiming’s—the relationship between these two was definitely not ordinary.

However, surprisingly, after Chen Wo lost Chu Haozhou’s aura, he didn't stop; instead, he continued stabbing forward, instantly carving a path of blood as he fled ahead. Closely following him, Lin Yiwu, after putting several dozen meters between himself and Chu Haozhou, also flashed away, speeding off in another direction.

The master and disciple split up, fleeing with all their might.

He Yiming and the others immediately understood: Lin Yiwu and Chen Wo had never intended to fight Chu Haozhou to the death. Their preceding actions were solely aimed at breaking through Chu Haozhou's Dragon Whip blockade. This way, at least one of them stood a chance of escaping.

A murderous glint flashed in Chu Haozhou’s eyes. A burst of radiance suddenly erupted from his body.

An unimaginably immense aura surged from Chu Haozhou. At this moment, he appeared overwhelmingly majestic, as if a celestial being had descended; that surging breath made even He Yiming slightly uncomfortable trying to draw air.

The White Horse Lightning's large eyes stared unblinkingly at Chu Haozhou, seemingly bewildered as to how this fellow had become so powerful in just a few short months.

Endless streams of light coiled around Chu Haozhou like spiritual snakes, and the man instantly lifted off the ground, chasing after Chen Wo.

He Yiming’s eyes widened abruptly. Though only for an instant, He Yiming had seen it clearly.

What Chu Haozhou was displaying was not some special ability derived from communicating with heaven and earth; he was genuinely flying. Aided by some power within him, he truly flew like a bird.

A streak of light, like lightning, suddenly sliced through the air; Chu Haozhou had caught up to Chen Wo.

The Venerable from the Haintian Sect let out a world-shaking scream, as if he had encountered something completely unbelievable. A rapid succession of weapon clashes then rang out.

Each collision sounded like two massive hammers meeting, the resulting sound reverberating like a colossal bell and spreading outwards continuously.

In just a few breaths, the light in the sky soared up once more, pursuing the direction where Lin Yiwu had fled.

“Impossible… impossible…” the ancient demon muttered, “Five Qi Returning to the Origin—how could he have cultivated Five Qi Returning to the Origin?”

He Yiming raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the ancient demon.

However, with a roar, Dai Fengzi seemed to have broken free from his shock and rushed forward again, brandishing his steel plate high.

The ancient demon’s eyes darted, and he abruptly turned, letting out a terrified, soaring cry as he turned tail and fled, abandoning the dozens of Sarira relics on the ground…

Lightning reared its front hooves high and savagely kicked against that massive steel plate.

Dai Fengzi was sent flying directly backward by the sheer force of Lightning.

Lightning could kick away a Six-legged Holy Beast; the pure physical strength it possessed was simply beyond the resistance of an ordinary Venerable.

Yet, Dai Fengzi, already consumed by madness, cared for nothing. As soon as his feet regained purchase, he charged forward once more. A faint trace of blood could already be seen at the corner of his mouth, but his momentum and power seemed only to have grown larger.

He Yiming’s expression shifted slightly. Without hesitation, he retracted the Five Elements Ring, took a step forward, and planted himself firmly before Lightning, swiftly forming the Heaven-Supporting Seal with both hands.

He Yiming had failed to successfully execute this ultimate technique during the surprise attack by the Six-legged Holy Beast earlier, but now, with the White Horse Lightning guarding his side, He Yiming could deploy it without reservation.

He Yiming’s hands collided heavily with the steel plate, and then he slowly began to raise it.

Dai Fengzi grunted and gasped, but the steel plate was lifted inch by inch by He Yiming, unable to be pushed down any further.

Finally, when He Yiming’s hands were raised to their zenith, he flipped his wrists, and a force descended like Mount Tai crushing down.

Dai Fengzi shrieked. He suddenly realized that the power in the opponent’s hands seemed to multiply instantaneously.

It wasn't a doubling or a tripling; rather, the power multiplied ten times, a hundredfold, in a sudden burst.

Though human potential is infinite, even the most formidable combat techniques could not allow a person's strength to increase so dramatically in a single instant.

Yet, He Yiming had done it. The strength he displayed while raising the plate still belonged to the realm of a Venerable, but the moment his palms flipped over, that power reached an incomprehensible magnitude.

With a deafening crash, Dai Fengzi was completely flattened beneath that unimaginable force, like an ant under the foot of an elephant.

He Yiming retracted his palms and stepped back. The cloud of vapor before him instantly dissipated without a trace.

In its place appeared a massive handprint, several zhang square, beneath which everything had been smoothed away.

Dai Fengzi’s corpse had been pressed into a thin sheet. Around it, blood seeped into the soil, staining the ground crimson.

Taking a deep breath, He Yiming leaped onto Lightning’s back and commanded, “Quickly, follow…”

The White Horse Lightning blinked at the scene before it. After witnessing the Nine Dragons Furnace, its temperament had already settled considerably, fostering a degree of awe toward He Yiming. Now, after seeing the might of the Heaven-Overturning Seal, this feeling became even more pronounced.

Sensing He Yiming’s intent through the flow of true qi, it immediately spread its four hooves and galloped in the direction the ancient demon had fled.

Since Chu Haozhou had declared he would seek vengeance alone, he would handle Lin Yiwu and Chen Wo. But facing the ancient demon, who possessed the miraculous technique of Blood Coagulation, He Yiming would absolutely not let him go.

With its four hooves flashing, Lightning vanished from the spot.

After Lightning departed, Bai Lingba, clutching the Precious Pig, stood up from the ruins. The gem-like eyes flickered a few times, then he stepped forward and began meticulously collecting all the Sarira relics.

All seventy-two Sarira relics were gathered into his hands, not a single one missed.

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Lightning’s speed was extreme, but He Yiming found it strange that he couldn't see the ancient demon. Although dispatching Dai Fengzi had cost a little time, even this small delay shouldn't have allowed the ancient demon to escape to the ends of the earth.

He waved his hand lightly, and Lightning obediently halted.

He Yiming’s ears twitched slightly, his Heaven-Hearing skill, cultivated to its peak, being used to its utmost limit.

A moment later, a look of sudden comprehension crossed He Yiming’s face.

The ancient demon had not fled in that direction. After moving away from Haintian City, he had made a wide circuit, and what surprised He Yiming even more was that the ancient demon had linked up with that Six-legged Holy Beast.

Lightning suddenly spun around, and sensing He Yiming’s intention, it proactively began the pursuit.

The Six-legged Holy Beast’s speed was indeed fast; once its six thick legs moved, they became a blur of afterimages. But compared to it, Lightning was faster. The white streak of light left behind a mere glimpse, like a flash of light in the sky; ordinary practitioners couldn't even discern what the entity was.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Six-legged Holy Beast appeared within He Yiming’s line of sight.

Seemingly realizing its speed was no match for Lightning, the Six-legged Holy Beast lowered its head and immediately plunged underground with the ancient demon.

The White Horse neighed long and loud, sounding incomparably furious. Although swift, it possessed no subterranean ability. Even though it arrived at the spot where the Six-legged Holy Beast vanished the next instant, its hooves churned the ground to no avail.

He Yiming reached out a hand, summoning the Five Elements Ring. He infused it with immense Earth power, instantly shooting out a golden-yellow beam of light that enveloped himself and Lightning.

Their bodies sank into the earth the next moment. Lightning looked around curiously, especially at the golden-yellow energy tightly wrapping it, but it felt like a perfectly fitting garment, seemingly not impeding its movement.

The horse let out an excited, long neigh. This was its first time underground. It spread its four hooves once more and chased in the direction of the Six-legged Holy Beast.

Under He Yiming’s control, he and Lightning had become one; the Earth power He Yiming possessed could now be utilized by Lightning as well.

Lightning grew even more delighted. It once again galloped forward, chasing the Six-legged Holy Beast’s location.

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