Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 467: Chapter 375: Thrilling Escape

Although Lin Feng had confidently assured them that his Deep Cloud Sword wouldn’t be traced by the Nether Spirit Race.

Yet within less than two hours, they had already detected the pursuing forces of the Nether Spirit Race.

"Are these guys dogs or something, catching up so fast?" Lin Feng was quite exasperated.

But he quickly calmed down: "There must be some formidable experts among this group. If we continue like this, I’m afraid none of us will escape."

"The only plan now is for me to act as bait to lure them away, giving you a chance to escape."

I must admit, Lin Feng’s character is quite admirable to Zheng Yi.

At every critical juncture, this guy always steps up to assume responsibility, never once thinking of escaping.

If he were born in the Great Yu, Zheng Yi would absolutely make use of this young man.

"No way!" Su Yao firmly rejected: "Together, we can at least ensure our combat power. Even if we truly can’t escape, we have the chance to fight to the death."

"If you lure away the pursuers, not mentioning whether you can really distract them, even if you do, what can you do alone if they catch up to you?"

Without thinking, Lin Feng said: "I’ll fight those Nether Spirit Race bastards. If they want my life, I’ll make them pay several times over."

Zheng Yi shook his head internally, this young man is still too rash, only showing bravery in the heat of the moment—he can’t accomplish great things like this.

Comparatively, Su Yao’s performance was much more outstanding.

"Brother Lin, you’re mistaken. Our strength is already weaker than the opponent’s, and their numbers should exceed ours by a good margin."

"Splitting up at a time like this would only give them the chance to defeat us one by one."

"Rather than facing them alone, it’s better for all of us to stick together. This way, even at the final moment when we’re fighting fiercely, we have more means to respond."

Bai Zhirui secretly sighed in her mind: "Who would’ve thought this girl would be so impressive at a critical moment."

She had always thought of Su Yao as having a romantic mindset, but now she had to look at her differently.

"Regardless of their cultivation level, these cultivators have gone through many hardships to reach where they are now, so don’t underestimate any of them." Zheng Yi silently advised his disciple.

In the end, Lin Feng was convinced by Su Yao, giving up the idea of acting as bait alone to draw away the enemy.

"But if we don’t distract the enemy, given our strength, it’ll be very difficult to shake off those Nether Spirit Race guys."

"Hahahaha!" A wild laughter shook the heavens and the earth.

"Mere human youths, daring to dream they can escape from my hands—what a delusion."

As the word "delusion" fell, a silver light descended like a star from the Nine Heavens, landing in front of Bai Zhirui in the blink of an eye.

As the silver light dissipated, a tall and thin Nether Spirit Race cultivator, roughly five feet tall and shriveled, appeared.

This person’s skin resembled dry, cracked tree bark—hard and brittle, with long limbs and a beardless, white face.

If not for the blue cloth robe he wore, one might suspect him to be an awakened tree spirit.

At the sight of him, Lin Feng and Su Yao simultaneously exclaimed.

"Huiyue Demon Venerable?"

Upon hearing them shout his name, a smug smile spread across the dried-up old face of Huiyue Demon Venerable.

Even these human youths could instantly recognize him, showing just how renowned his name had become.

"Since you’ve recognized me, why not obediently accept death? Save yourself the needless suffering when I make a move."

Bai Zhirui, not knowing who this person was, could tell from their imposing aura alone that they were a formidable enemy.

In the endless war between humans and the Nether Spirit Race in the Canglan Realm...

The two sides had long since sworn not to stop until one was dead.

An expert from the other side appearing here clearly meant they were determined to kill.

"You’re not their opponents, escape immediately!" Upon seeing them through the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yi urgently instructed Bai Zhirui: "Tell Lin Feng to use his Deep Cloud Sword."

Simultaneously, a torrent of Divine Thought, like a stormy surge, erupted from Bai Zhirui’s chest.

This Divine Thought was immensely powerful, seeming to consume Huiyue Demon Venerable like waves.

The tangible oscillations of Divine Thought stunned Lin Feng and Su Yao.

They knew Bai Zhirui was strong.

Though only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, with cultivation techniques enhancing them, they could easily kill others of the same level.

The issue now was entirely different!

Huiyue Demon Venerable was an infamous expert among the Nether Spirit Race.

Many renowned human cultivators had tragically died at his hands.

He’s known for his ruthless methods, never showing mercy when killing, whether human or Nether Spirit.

Such a high-level expert, upon first contact, suffered a loss at Bai Zhirui’s hands?

At that moment, they even wondered if they might win this time.

Idealism was rich; reality was harsh.

After pushing back Huiyue Demon Venerable with one move, Bai Zhirui urgently shouted to Lin Feng: "Deep Cloud Sword, run fast!"

Though reckless, Lin Feng was nevertheless a disciple being cultivated by the sect.

Immediately he understood Bai Zhirui’s meaning.

He decisively summoned the Deep Cloud Sword, leapt aboard with Bai Zhirui and Su Yao, and with all his strength, fled madly.

Are they kidding themselves? A few Foundation Establishment junior cultivators really thinking they could defeat a Golden Core great power?