Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Liu Wuxie was unaware of what the people outside were thinking. He was working as fast as he could to stabilize his cultivation and strive to complete a breakthrough before the blessed land collapsed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The outer magic array, like transparent glass, is cracking inch by inch and could collapse at any moment.

With the help of the elixir and the Holy Essence Marrow, Liu Wuxie's internal energy was abundant and his blood and qi were thick. He was like a beast about to awaken. His terrifying blood and qi power was beyond the reach of even ordinary Ancestral Saints.

Sensing the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes. The blessed lands and grotto-heavens around him were rapidly collapsing, and a large number of spatial laws were falling from the sky like boulders.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering impact completely shattered the last line of defense of the magic array. Endless ripples, like a hurricane, swept through the spatial rifts, heading straight for Liu Wuxie's face.

"Let's catch this kid!"

Various shouts and curses rose and fell, as if they had a blood feud with Liu Wuxie.

Not long after Liu Wuxie set foot in Tongyu Ancient City, apart from killing Boss Li and indirectly offending Kuo Yan, he had been keeping a low profile.

The moment Liu Wuxie chose to step into the blessed land, he had already considered this point. He knew that obtaining such a heaven-defying treasure as the Ancient Seal of the Void would inevitably attract the covetousness of others, and there was nothing he could do about it.

To become stronger, one must plunder resources and seize treasures in order to grow faster.

Even with the resources of the Primordial Sacred Realm, relying solely on meditation and cultivation, it might take hundreds of years to reach the Ancestral Saint realm.

Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes. The essence, energy, and spirit within his body had reached their peak. At this moment, his physical body and soul were infinitely close to the Ancestral Saint Realm.

It will be very difficult for him to advance further unless his cultivation level can be raised to the Quasi-Saint realm.

"Liu Wuxie, prepare to die!"

With a sharp shout, Changhe led several powerful figures from Changyun Pavilion to attack Liu Wuxie, among whom the aura of a Dao Saint could be faintly discerned.

Liu Wuxie was shocked. He hadn't expected his identity to be exposed so quickly. What was even more terrifying was that there was a Dao Saint expert hiding outside.

"Boy, leave the treasure behind. You're surrounded. Don't even think about escaping."

Seeing this, the other cultivators spontaneously formed a battle circle, and together with the alien powerhouses, they surrounded the entire area layer by layer, making it impossible to escape. Even a Dao Saint would probably have a hard time escaping today, let alone a mere Profound Saint.

Faced with the overwhelming momentum, Liu Wuxie showed no fear, but instead remained calm.

"The art of concealment!"

Without any hesitation, before they could get close, Liu Wuxie immediately used the concealment technique taught to him by the Concealing Feather.

His body vanished rapidly, completely merging into the space.

The concealment technique has a time limit, and Liu Wuxie must escape this place as soon as possible before the concealment technique disappears.

The cultivators who had rushed to Liu Wuxie's side were all stunned, watching helplessly as Liu Wuxie disappeared right before their eyes.

"He...he just vanished into thin air!"

The bewildered cultivator said with a look of horror.

The art of concealment is extremely difficult to master. At least among the techniques currently known to humankind, the ability to completely conceal one's body is extremely rare.

Liu Wuxie, being only at the Profound Saint Realm, has cultivated the art of concealment to such a refined level, making him one in ten thousand.

"There's a faint demonic aura about him; he must have cultivated the concealment technique of the ancient demon race, the Hidden Feather!"

A powerful Dao Saint sensed a faint demonic aura in the remaining air.

Even if Liu Wuxie conceals his aura, when he uses the concealment technique, he still needs demonic power to activate it, which will definitely leave some clues.

The most shocked were Changhe and Kuoyan. They were prepared to capture Liu Wuxie alive, but Liu Wuxie disappeared from their sight. The sense of loss drove them to extreme madness.

"Quickly, chase after him! Even if he has cultivated ancient demonic arts, he can't hold out for long. He can't stay hidden forever. Let's split up and chase him. No matter which direction he escapes in, he can't escape our pursuit."

The cultivators who had gathered around immediately scattered.

The surrounding area was only so big, and nearly a thousand cultivators chased after them all at once, covering almost all of Liu Wuxie's escape routes.

Unless Liu Wuxie's speed surpasses that of a Dao Saint, he will have no chance to escape them; otherwise, they will catch up with him sooner or later.

In the blink of an eye, most of the human cultivators and alien powerhouses who had gathered there disappeared, leaving only a few remaining in the same spot.

Time passed slowly, and those who chased after him still couldn't find any trace of Liu Wuxie.

"Brother, why don't we give chase!"

The few cultivators who remained in place were of average cultivation level, all at the initial quasi-saint realm. They knew very well that even if they chased after them, they would only be doing the work for others. With their cultivation level, it was impossible for them to snatch any meat from the hands of the Ancestral Saint and the Dao Saint.

"Often, the most dangerous place is the safest place. If I were Liu Wuxie, I would definitely choose to stay here and wait for them to catch up before figuring out how to leave."

The older cultivator looked around, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

Having spent years navigating the battlefields of the entire domain, none of them are simpletons.

Behind a rock, Liu Wuxie's eyes revealed a strange look. This person was right. He had not left, but was hiding in the shadows, waiting for the others to catch up before getting rid of their pursuit.

If he had chosen to flee just now, the probability of them catching up would have been extremely high, so Liu Wuxie chose to take the risk.

After half a cup of tea, Liu Wuxie's body gradually became visible. His current concealment technique could only last this long at most.

"Who is it!"

The rock wasn't big enough, so half of Liu Wuxie's body was exposed. The four cultivators who remained in place immediately noticed Liu Wuxie's presence and charged at him with their weapons.

"die!"

Liu Wuxie knew that the best way was to kill them all to silence them. He would kill them with lightning speed. If he waited for the others to return and form an encirclement, it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

They dared not unleash their powerful killing move, for once the Divine Dragon Mystic Curse was unleashed, the terrifying dragon roar could be heard even from dozens of miles away, so they would definitely have to give up.

Secondly, there's the Chasing Sun Finger, which is equally powerful. The moment it's unleashed, it emits a deafening whistling sound.

To kill someone without them noticing, the first step is to set up a domain to seal off the surrounding space. The second step is to instantly destroy their primordial spirit, preventing them from giving their companions a chance to send a message.

"Blood Domain of Ten Directions!"

"Mental Storm!"

"A fleeting dream!"

Using the power of the Blood Domain, he sealed off the surrounding world, followed by a mental storm that easily invaded the soul sea of ​​one of them, killing him instantly.

The power of the Yellow Millet Dream is being weakened. The higher the cultivation level and the stronger the willpower, the more difficult it is for the Yellow Millet Dream to control their dreams.

Caught off guard, they are easily brought to a brief pause.

In a battle between masters, a slight difference can lead to a huge error. Liu Wuxie only needs to seize a one-thousandth of a-second opportunity.

"The Great Star-Picker!"

The illusory giant handprint reached out to grab the remaining three people at the same time. They were all high-level quasi-saints, and killing them would not be so easy.

"I urgently need a sword-style attack technique. With the methods I have now, my attacks are too limited. The Dream of the Yellow Millet, Mental Storm, Great Star Picking Hand, and Ice Soul Cold Palm are not keeping up with my current speed."

Liu Wuxie thought to himself.

From the very beginning, the four of them did not take Liu Wuxie seriously, and when they attacked, they did not use their full strength.

"All eighteen Yin Gods, engage in battle!"

Just in case, Liu Wuxie released all eighteen Yin spirits, forming a large array. The terrifying pressure of the array instantly crushed the three people's bodies.

This is the wonder of the formation. Although the eighteen Yin Gods' overall cultivation level is not high, with the formation techniques taught to them by Liu Wuxie, they can instantly kill high-level quasi-saint powerhouses.

"Hoohoo!"

Just in case, the eighteen Yin Gods released thousands of Yin spirits, which instantly invaded their soul seas and devoured their divine souls completely.

Before they could even scream, the four cultivators were killed by Liu Wuxie.

"go!"

Using the Heavenly Dao Divine Book, Liu Wuxie sensed that someone was rapidly approaching them. Someone must have realized something was wrong and turned back the way they came.

He summoned the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron, took in the corpses of the four people, and then took in the eighteen Yin Gods into the Hell Temple. Without having time to erase the traces of the battlefield, he quickly fled into the distance.

When he left, Liu Wuxie did not blindly choose a path, but fled in the direction that the alien race was chasing him.

Less than half a cup of tea's time after Liu Wuxie left, dozens of cultivators suddenly returned. Looking at the traces of battle and the blood on the ground, these cultivators roared in unison.

“We’ve all been fooled. Liu Wuxie never left; he stayed in the same spot.”

These people could tell at a glance that someone must have been guarding this place and had engaged in a fierce battle with Liu Wuxie.

"The aura is very chaotic, and it is indeed the power of rules left behind by the Profound Saint Realm. However, we cannot investigate who the dead person is, so we can judge Liu Wuxie's overall combat strength."

Among the cultivators who rushed back were both Ancestral Saint level experts and beginner Dao Saint level experts.

Liu Wuxie didn't have time to erase the battlefield traces, but he could use the Devouring Heaven Cauldron to disrupt the surrounding environment, making it impossible for them to judge their combat strength from the battle traces.

"Keep chasing him. As long as this kid is still in the Burial Abyss, we can find him. Even if he goes back to the Ancient City of Tongyu, we will still find him."

A Dao Saint expert said with a gloomy expression.

They, as powerful Dao Saints, were completely outmaneuvered by a mere youth, causing them to lose all face.

Even without treasure, we must regain our dignity.

With his Ancient Cat Demon Technique, Liu Wuxie's speed was in no way inferior to that of the Ancestral Saints. In just a short while, he shook off most of the pursuers and was heading towards the depths of the Burial Saint Abyss.

The deeper one goes, the more dangerous it becomes. It is said that unknown creatures have been born in the depths of the Burial Abyss, capable of taking a person's life in an instant, so most cultivators dare not go there.

In another instance, Ren Yiluo finally managed to find out Liu Wuxie's whereabouts from other people, but the result was not good.

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone hurt you."

With a determined look in her beautiful eyes, Ren Yiluo immediately took out a communication stone and told her father about the Tongyu Battlefield, asking him to send more powerful warriors over.