《Immortal Path To Heaven》Immortal Path to Heaven
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Chapter 1070: 1070
Chapter 1070: Escape
How big was this dead land? It was hard to describe.
How huge was the Mountain River Painting at this moment? It was also hard to describe.
The entire sky was covered. From a distance, it looked like a complete world was hanging upside down in the sky. The shock brought by this scene was indescribable.
Long Ting raised a hand and pressed down. The Mountain River Painting quickly flipped, and it was even faster. In the blink of an eye, the distance between him and Ou Yangming was forcibly reduced as he tried to envelop the young fellow with the painting. Long Ting was confident that this attack would definitely seal the fellow into the painting.
Since Long Ting was a Ruler, the treasure in his hand was the Mountain River Painting. Moreover, it was one of the most famous treasures in the Dragons.
The whole process seemed very long, but it actually happened in a flash.
From Ou Yangming activating the Blood Flight to the Mountain River Painting catching up to him, the total time was less than 1 breath.
This was how Rulers were like. They were fast and ruthless, and they had endless tricks up their sleeves.
Feng Yi and Feng Ai did not react to the situation right away. They could only watch as the Mountain River Painting went after Ou Yangming.
Nonetheless, they were quickly filled with anger. They roared angrily, “B*stard, you’re courting death!” They flashed and pounced toward Long Ting like rocs.
The Mountain River Painting seemed to have the power to envelop the universe. It grew bigger in Ou Yangming’s perspective. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he said coldly, “Since I can’t retreat, I might as well not retreat. Let’s fight! Let’s fight head-on!”
The blood in his veins boiled as if magma was flowing inside his body. With a flick of his wrist, he held the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer in his hand, and a sharp aura emanated from his body.
This was a sharpness that could not be stopped by anything!
It was as if under this spear, even his fate and shackles would be shattered instantly.
Ou Yangming held the long spear. One of his eyes turned black while the other turned white. His eyes rotated at the same time, and black and white intersected. There was black in white, and white in black. It gave people a sense of contradiction and unity. At this moment, he was like terrifying darkness that could swallow everything, but he was also like the light under the morning sun, illuminating everything. The feeling of being either good or bad and either real or fake at times, made people go crazy. He pressed down with his left hand.
With that, Yin and Yang were reversed!
Time and space stopped in an unnatural way. The Mountain River Painting was also suspended in the air. This was the power of laws.
Long Ting was a calm powerhouse but when he saw this scene, his eyes still shrank imperceptibly. He uttered coldly, “The great path of Yin and Yang—one of the few top great paths among the 3,000 great paths?”
Even Feng Yi and Feng Ai slowed down their attacks!
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Taking a deep breath, Long Ting looked at Long Xiao with hollow eyes and said, “You didn’t lose unjustly!” Before he finished, he looked arrogant and continued coldly, “But so what? The Mountain River Painting might not be able to seal you if you’re a Ruler, but you’re only a Venerable One. Do you think you can brush off the sky?”
At the same time, Ou Yangming took advantage of the time he had earned with the power of laws.
The long spear in his hand kept being stabbed out. It was as cold as an ice mountain and a snowy plain, as violent as a volcanic eruption, and as unpredictable as fog and a cold pool. The spear-lights pierced through the air and seemed to fall into a furnace at the same time, merging into one spear. The different spear-lights quickly merged and had thousands of changes. All of a sudden, the Mountain River Painting was bombarded with the spear-lights, and the area within 3 kilometers was filled with them, densely packed together.
Ou Yangming’s spear cultivation had reached the stage where he could turn the void into reality. Every move he made had leeway where he could change and retract them as he wished. They could hide their sharpness, but they could also be violent and overbearing.
Nevertheless, Long Ting still sneered after seeing the move that could destroy all life force. “It’s just to stall for time. What’s the use of this?”
As if to prove that, the Mountain River Painting shone brightly, illuminating the entire space. In an instant, it seemed to have turned into a bottomless black hole and quickly swallowed the spear-lights. Even so, it was also at this time that a giant head tore the spear-lights apart. A vacant look appeared in the eyes of the head, and its teeth were thin and sharp. It opened its mouth and inhaled. Countless hurricanes condensed out of thin air and stirred the void. It was like 9 huge dragons opening their mouths and sucking, causing boundless suction forces to burst out from their mouths.
They made strange sounds at the same time, and the Mountain River Painting seemed to be entangled by an invisible force, flying toward the mouth of the head.
Mountains, rivers, plants, the sky, and the ground—everything in the diagram was swallowed by the head.
“This… This is impossible?!” Long Ting’s mind trembled. What did he see? The Dragons’ supreme treasure had just been swallowed by a peculiar head, and the monster did not seem unusual at all. ‘Is this a f*king dream? Is this something that could be done by a Venerable One?’ At this time, Long Ting had the urge to curse.
Long Ting did not know that the head was actually transformed from Taotie’s head and that its Devouring Power was not something that the Mountain River Painting could compare to. Furthermore, when Ou Yangming was an Intermediate Spiritualist, the head could already devour the attacks of Venerable Ones. Now that the young fellow’s cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, the head’s Devouring Power improved as well.
To say the least, the Devouring Power was the perfect counter to the Dragons and the Phoenixes.
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Otherwise, no matter how strong the head was, it could not devour attacks so easily.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Ou Yangming flashed and transformed into a streak of light that disappeared into the horizon.
Despite that, his voice echoed around the 4 Rulers and did not disappear for a long time.
“Seniors, you can continue. Uhm, I’ll… I’ll be leaving first. Don’t send me off, don’t send me off!”
…
Ou Yangming had previously fooled the Rulers while hiding amidst the yellow sand, but he had just slapped the Rulers’ hard in their faces with all his might. Even the corners of their mouths were bleeding, and they could only endure it without being able to avoid it.
An unprecedented sense of humiliation spread in the hearts of the 4 Rulers at the same time.
They would not be so mad if Ou Yangming was also a Ruler. However, he was a f*cking Venerable One. Even if he comprehended the power of laws, it did not change the fact that he was a Venerable One.
This was similar to a giant dragon being stepped on by an ant, which fluttered away gracefully after that. Could anyone imagine such a scene? Could anyone endure such humiliation?
No, of course not.
The 4 powerhouses could not either. They felt humiliated and indignant in their hearts.
They looked at each other and snorted. Following that, they turned into 4 long arcs and pursued the young fellow
In the sky, Long Xiao looked at Long Ting and asked in a low voice, “What should we do now?”
“Go after him! I’ve never suffered such a loss since I became a Ruler,” Long Ting said coldly. At this moment, he finally understood where Long Xiao’s anger came from. He had been slapped hard in the face by a Venerable One, but he could not get back at him. It was hard to explain his grievance in words.
“Okay!” Long Xiao nodded. There was a tacit understanding between them.
With that, Long Xiao stepped on the air and rode the wind.
After half a day, they saw a barren land of death. Yellow sand filled the sky, cold winds were blowing like sharp knives, and black fog covered a large area of land. There was no life in this land of death. Where was Ou Yangming?
“He ran so fast!” Long Xiao stopped, twisted his neck, and spat.
“Indeed. Given that a Venerable One could hide from 4 Rulers, he’s not simple at all,” Long Ting said coldly.
“That… That’s probably the effect of the great path of Yin and Yang. The law allows him to transform into Yin and Yang and hide in the universe,” Long Xiao explained.
“That’s true, but it’s still his ability. Well, it doesn’t matter. He can’t hide for long. What he did was just to stall for time. We must get the Phoenixes’ Imperial Bloodline no matter what!” Long Ting looked into the distance, his eyes flashing red.
After pondering for a moment, he stared at Long Xiao and said, “This place of death is too massive. Let’s split up and find this person before the phoenix powerhouses do.”
Long Xiao hesitated, and he decided to swallow his words in the end.
“Don’t stutter and just say what you have to say.” Long Ting raised his voice and seemed a little unhappy.
Long Xiao gritted his teeth and said helplessly, “If I meet him alone, I might… might not be able to defeat him.” He was being reserved. In actuality, Ou Yangming’s strength was inferior to that of an ordinary Ruler. If one used a suitable strategy and seized the opportunity to find some loopholes, one could still kill the young fellow.
Long Ting glanced at him with a faint smile and exhaled the turbid air in his chest. “You just need to tie him down and use the Dragons’ secret technique to tell me where you are. I’ll surely be able to arrive in about 8 minutes.”
Long Xiao thought seriously for a while. Seeing how certain Long Ting was, he nodded hard.
With that, 2 long arcs streaked across the sky, tearing the muddy sky into pieces.
Feng Yi and Feng Ai did not choose to fly with their physical bodies. Instead, they released their great mental powers and explored in all directions. How powerful were their mental powers given that they had a spiritual world each and were Rulers?
How could it be described? They could at least cover several kilometers at a time.
If they condensed their mental powers into substance and explored in one direction, the distance they could explore would be more than one could imagine. It could reach tens of kilometers.
At this stage, they were already immortals on land, hence their abilities were truly heaven-defying.
Rulers were close to the essence of the path, and they had grasped part of the laws.
Feng Yi and Feng Ai looked solemn. Feng Yi bent down and picked up a grain of yellow sand. His index finger and middle finger pressed together as he crushed the sand with force, causing it to turn into a wisp of green smoke. When he waved his sleeve, the green smoke dispersed. He snorted coldly and said, “What a troublesome fellow. No wonder he could shine in the grand competition.” Even though he said so, he did not take it to heart. After all, they were Rulers. If they were to face the young fellow head-on and lose, they would be too embarrassed to face others.
Feng Ai’s eyebrows squeezed together. He nodded and said, “As expected of the person that Sir Feng Tian has taken a fancy to. It’s a pity that he’ll die.”
Ou Yangming had fooled them twice, so there was no doubt that he would die. Furthermore, he still had the Imperial Bloodline, which was too tempting for the Phoenixes.
The sandstorm grew more intense, and the cold winds became colder.
Having said that, they were Rulers. A storm of this level was not worth their attention at all.
One after the other, they sped through the sandstorm. They constantly probed with their mental powers, searching for traces of Ou Yangming.
That said, the hateful fellow seemed to have vanished into thin air without leaving even a trace. It was as if he was often hunted down and was very experienced in this.
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