Free Web NovelChapter 1350: Chapter 42 He’s Like a Bluebird (Added for the Alliance Hierarch to Protect Red Heart!)
"What a strong-willed young man," the voice behind him said. "I remember you’re not even twenty yet?"
The voice was so close it almost touched the back of his neck. Jiang Wang could even feel the terror of his hair being blown by the speaker’s breath!
But...
Clang!
He abruptly turned around, Longing unsheathing with a resounding clang—
He responded with nothing but a single sword strike!
A left stroke and a right draw—this was the "Human-Symbol Sword"!
In the split second of turning around, he "saw" the mighty hunter pursuing him—
Only a humanoid silhouette was visible. Features, physique, clothing—all concealed within the void. Even the silhouette itself seemed merely a manifestation of terrifying power, etched into the air.
He looked at his opponent, yet could not see his opponent!
Then—clang!
A slender finger’s outline flicked forward, landing squarely on Longing’s blade.
The killing blow he relied on was effortlessly deflected; the horrifying power surged into his longsword.
Jiang Wang refused to let go. He followed the sword’s momentum!
In an instant, he was flung dozens of meters away!
Suppressing nausea by sheer will, cutting off despair while holding back his surging blood! Even as his body hopelessly tumbled through the air, the Qingyun Mark faintly emerged at his feet. One light tap, and he swerved northward.
"A swordsmanship with great potential," the eerie female voice remarked.
The silhouette of the humanoid suddenly appeared ahead once more!
The sound of a tsunami stormed forth.
The destructive "Eight Tones Burn the Sea" unfurled before him.
But with one vertical blade strike, the flow of sound and flames dispersed.
Jiang Wang twisted midair abruptly, fleeing eastward instead.
Smack!
A palm swept in from the east just in time.
Jiang Wang felt as if he had collided with an iron wall.
Under the overwhelming impact, he almost had the illusion of being crushed into a bloody pulp!
His internal organs seemed to shift out of place.
He fell backward with the force, stomped his feet, and dissolved the Qingyun Mark, propelling westward again by several meters.
Thanks to the vast, stable Heaven and Earth Lonely Island, the ample rooms carved out in his Inner Mansion, and his abundant Path Origin reserves, Jiang Wang quickly regained control of his body. Flipping midair, he landed and bolted westward at full speed.
"Do you think you can escape? Even if Yue Leng and Li Youjue return, they won’t be able to save you!"
High above, the moon suddenly quivered; beams of frostlight coalesced, descending one by one.
Jiang Wang stepped on Qingyun, dodging madly.
A moonbeam fell beside him, silently piercing through the mountain below. A horrifying glance revealed pitch-black depths—who knew how deep it had struck!
This attack was unquestionably beyond what his flesh body could withstand!
Jiang Wang darted left, swerved right, soared upward, dipped downward, pushing Walk in the Sky to its limits, endlessly dodging amidst the terrifying moonbeam assaults.
Under the night sky, atop the desolate mountains.
Weariness piled upon weariness, his silhouette twisted and contorted.
Moonlight like a forest, he was a bird amid the trees!
"A very elegant movement technique!" that eerie female voice remarked.
She seemed to genuinely admire the scene before her, praising it with fascination.
"From now on, every twenty breaths, these moonbeams will speed up by ten percent, and their numbers will increase by ten percent."
Her tone carried encouragement: "Jiang Tianjiao, do try your best."
The disparity in strength was like an unbridgeable chasm.
This powerful opponent who had suddenly appeared seemed to hold a twisted thrill in witnessing his desperate struggle.
And Jiang Wang...
Could only struggle!
The moonbeams accelerated and multiplied.
Jiang Wang was surviving in the narrowest gaps, flying perilously alongside the edge of a cliff.
He resembled a trapped bird, fluttering frantically, yet unable to escape the cage!
The time limit for Voice Broadcast Immortal Style had already passed.
Yet he remained fully alert, continuously observing his surroundings. Watching, listening, smelling, sensing with his heart.
Distant mountains, dense woods, the long night...
The startled chirping of insects and birds, the sound of garments tearing through the air, his own fiercely surging blood...
Everything he saw, heard, smelled—he pieced them together in his mind, searching for that slim chance of victory.
The Qingyun Mark shattered and emerged anew.
Under the autumn moon, the world-shaking prodigy in a single set of cyan robes dashed left and right. Blood lingered on the corner of his lips, yet his gaze showed no panic, only resolve.
He knew not where his enemy had come from, nor who his enemy was, nor how he could escape, nor when this torment would end!
But he struggled resolutely.
Giving all he had, doing all he could.
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At the tranquil slope where the fugitive-hunting party scattered, Yue Leng was inspecting something as Li Youjue flew back.
"Lord Yue!" Li Youjue asked. "Did you catch him?"
"He got away!" Yue Leng countered. "What about your side?"
Li Youjue shook his head. "These dogs sure can run fast."
"By the way," he asked further, "Where’s Jiang Wang?"
"I don’t know," Yue Leng looked around. "I just got back myself, didn’t see him anywhere."
"Any signs of a fight?" Li Youjue asked seriously.
"None," Yue Leng replied.
Li Youjue focused his vision and inspected the area, pointing at a unique mark on a rock. He chuckled, "That brat went back ahead!"
Yue Leng, no stranger to Qingyun’s special mark, relaxed after verifying this. "If anything happens to the Yellow River Leader, we’re going to have a hard time explaining ourselves."
Li Youjue also lightened his tone, "If we really lost this national prodigy, I’d bear the primary blame since I brought him out for the hunt."
"Alright, let’s head back," Yue Leng said coolly, lacking the mood for joking. "The remnants of Yang Country aren’t a simple matter. If the two of them managed to escape us, their strength must be remarkable. Can a mere prince of a fallen Yang Country wield such power?" freewёbnoνel.com
Li Youjue nodded in agreement, "This case needs deeper analysis. But it could also be mercenaries—they might have some ’restore-the-country’ treasure or leverage in Yang Xuance’s hands. By the way, any clues on the one you chased? Was it Hell Has No Door’s Yama?"
"Probably not Yama," Yue Leng responded. "But I couldn’t discern their background—they fled too quickly."
Li Youjue echoed, "Indeed. No idea who they are. These rats sure hide well!"
The two arrest officers in the God Descending Realm conversed like this as they flew back to Qi Country.
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"What? Jiang Wang hasn’t returned?" At the Qingyun secret base in Deer City, Li Youjue frowned as he asked.
Lin Youxie was painting at the time—a portrayal of the corpse hanging before city gates, naturally depicting Huang Yixing’s fall.
At the interruption, he paused his delicate brushstrokes. "Wasn’t Lord Jiang with you pursuing the Yang Family remnants? Why did only you and Lord Yue come back?"
Yue Leng’s face became grim as he abruptly turned toward Li Youjue. "You’re responsible for this!"
"Whatever responsibility belongs to me, I won’t shirk it," Li Youjue replied coldly. "But you’d better think about explaining your actions of following us halfway through."
The once seemingly close comrades were now at each other’s throats in an instant!
The current Jiang Wang was far from being an insignificant figure. As a third-rank official hailed as a phenomenal prodigy, he was an iconic figure for Daqi’s younger generation!
Lin Youxie’s gaze dropped to his painting, settling on an unfinished patch of black tiles.
And at that moment, a subordinate rushed in with a jade token in hand.
"Is there urgent news?" Li Youjue asked.
The subordinate, being part of this secret relay point, naturally recognized the three of them.
Without hesitation, he reported directly: "The chief arrest officer in Zhao Heng City has been targeted! His entire household exterminated!"
"Including the chief himself?" Lin Youxie asked.
The subordinate replied, "Including him. No survivors in the entire family."
Having delved deeply into Jiang Wang and Lin Youxie’s investigation, Yue Leng was well aware of the role played by Zhao Heng City’s chief arrest officer.
Thus, he asked, "Are there any leads?"
The subordinate nervously replied, "Lord Jiang investigated the area!"
