Chi Yan had indeed arrived long ago, but he had remained in the shadows, watching until Xu Xian killed everyone before showing himself.
This alone proved the man's profound cunning.
Since he had revealed himself, he certainly wouldn't leave any witnesses alive.
Using Xu Xian as a tool to do his dirty work, only to kill him afterward.
These actions made it clear that Chi Yan intended to walk away clean, and he would never let Xu Xian escape.
Moreover, judging from their previous conversation and the hidden traps, this matter ran deep.
Behind this was a game played by the top powerhouses of the demon race, involving an unknown, grand conspiracy.
Chi Yan would not let him go; escaping with his life would be incredibly difficult.
"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me?"
Xu Xian's head throbbed. The more she acted like this, the heavier his mental burden became, but he was in no mood to argue with her.
Within his shared vision, a long spear was already hurtling through the sky.
Like a falling star from the heavens, it was wrapped in raging flames and drew close in the blink of an eye.
Xu Xian hurriedly maneuvered Wait beneath his feet, diving toward the ground. The spear whistled past, the residual heat of its flames singeing his side as he barely evaded the strike.
He plunged into the mountains and rivers of the Demon Abyss.
Navigating Wait and relying on the Little Book Spirit to guide him from the sky, he flew low to the ground, weaving through dense forests and valleys. He used the terrain to mask his path and relied on the Immortal King's Cloak to conceal his aura.
Chi Yan pursued him in an instant. Reclaiming his spear, he stomped the air, causing it to explode with a thunderous boom that sent out a shockwave as he too dove down. He relied on his sharp senses and a special tracking divine ability to stay hot on their heels.
Unlike Xu Xian, he did not stay close to the ground. Instead, he soared through the air, his long spear sweeping out from time to time.
He released waves of fire spear intent, saturating the dense forest where Xu Xian was fleeing with explosions.
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
Crash!
Crash!!
Crash!!!
Roar!
Roar!!
Roar!!!
Deafening roars, trembling forests, and flames that hissed like giant beasts filled the pitch-black sky.
Demon birds were startled from the trees, fleeing into the night. Demon beasts wailed in agony as they were occasionally caught in the crossfire.
"Boy, you can't run. Surrender quietly, and this king might spare your life."
Xu Xian wove through the chaos, utilizing every trick in his arsenal as he twisted and turned.
He did not choose to wait for death. He constantly threw out talismans to blast at Chi Yan, using the aftershocks of the explosions to interfere with his pursuer.
He formed hand seals and chanted incantations.
Small-scale formations would appear unexpectedly to block Chi Yan's path.
It was a chase of surging winds and gathering clouds.
One fled.
The other pursued.
He was like a bird in a cage, unable to fly away...
The playfulness in Chi Yan's eyes remained, and his killing intent did not diminish in the slightest. He held nothing back in his lethal strikes.
He had seen some of Xu Xian's tricks before.
But some of the methods being used now were new to him.
He had only heard of certain formations and talismans but had never encountered them himself.
One thing was certain: these techniques were definitely not from the Demon Abyss.
Was he self-taught? Or was he not from the Demon Abyss at all?
God only knew.
However, he was certain that this boy held a secret—a magnificent secret.
The boy's fortune must be immense; otherwise, it would be impossible for a sixth-rank demon general to kill Lan Yuer.
Therefore...
From the very beginning, he didn't just want a living Chi Ji; he also wanted a living Bai Mang.
A living Chi Ji was what his superiors wanted. Only if she lived could those behind him force the Crimson Demon to compromise.
And a living Bai Mang was equally valuable.
He wanted those two swords, he wanted that sword art, and he wanted that divine ability capable of attacking the divine sense.
He even wanted to seize Xu Xian's entire inheritance.
The secrets the boy carried were known only to himself.
It was for this reason that he had watched indifferently as Lan Yuer was killed without lifting a finger.
When he appeared in the town, his original plan was to take the two away and then seize control once they lowered their guard.
That would have saved effort and prevented injuries.
What he hadn't expected was that this youth was so cunning that he had seen right through him.
The boy had secretly laid a formation to trap him.
And even that stupid girl Chi Ji had seen through it.
This was unexpected.
Fortunately, he hadn't underestimated his enemy and had remained on guard at all times. He had only been stabbed by Chi Ji's spear; if it had been a strike from the white-haired youth's sword, the situation might have been very different.
The pursuit continued until the latter half of the night.
There wasn't a moment of silence in the quiet night. The path they had traveled looked like a wildfire outbreak, forming a line of fire. The dark canopy remained, but the earth was gradually awakening.
The plants that had fallen into slumber slowly regained their vitality. Trunks, vegetation, and leaves began to emit a faint luster...
Xu Xian knew very well.
His first night in the Demon Abyss was about to end. It should be close to the break of dawn.
Chi Yan was still behind him, keeping a steady distance while never ceasing his attempts to blast him out of the sky.
Run? A sense of powerlessness began to spread.
In the darkness, he could still manage to slip away, but once the sun rose, things would become difficult.
Furthermore, the talismans and formation stones he had scavenged were nearly exhausted.
The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.
In contrast, Chi Yan grew more arrogant, looking as though he had everything under control as he mocked them, "The sun is coming up, boy. You're about to run out of toys, aren't you?"
Tucked under Xu Xian's arm, Chi Ji had long since gone numb.
Her head was dizzy and heavy.
Her ears rang incessantly.
The Little Book Spirit was beyond frustrated, fuming, "Master, that's enough! Use that move and fight him! Kill this old bastard!"
Xu Xian gritted his teeth. At this point, his only choice was to take the risk.
"Fine!"
"I trust you..."
"Let's kill him!"
Leaping out of a forest, they reached a relatively open valley.
Xu Xian deliberately slowed down, and as expected, a long spear arrived.
Xu Xian tilted his head slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the spear trailing fire, passing almost against his cheek.
The hair at his temples curled and singed instantly.
The spear pierced forward and slammed into the ground in front of him like a meteorite hitting the earth.
Boom!
The ground ahead shattered, and deep fissures spread beneath their feet.
Soil and trees rose up like massive waves.
Flames erupted from the ground like subterranean fire.
The path forward was completely blocked.
A violent shockwave slammed toward Xu Xian like a tidal wave.
Unable to retreat in time, Xu Xian grabbed Wait from beneath his feet and stabbed it into the ground, releasing the third sword of the Green Lotus Sword Song.
An ice lotus bloomed, transforming into a wall of ice that stood before him, shielding them from the shockwave and the flames.
The sound of crackling and popping was endless.
The whistling of the fierce wind grew more intense.
Petals of the ice lotus fell one by one, and the ice wall melted inch by inch, giving off clouds of steam.
The earth shook, and the mountains trembled.
White mist billowed.
After a moment, things slowed down. Xu Xian let go of Chi Ji, drew his sword, and stood up, holding the blade horizontally to protect her behind him.
Ahead of them.
The flames had just died out, but water vapor and dust still hung thick in the air.
Chi Yan leaped down from behind and landed on his knees.
He rose slowly, pulling the long spear from the ground. With a violent swing to his side, a gale erupted, instantly blowing everything away.
The flames on the spear tip reignited, illuminating the wasteland.
Under the greyish sky, the red-haired veteran stood tall with his spear, looking down on the world.
He stared at them arrogantly, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Well, boy? Why don't you keep running?"
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