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"There's no time, you need to take her away now!" Wang Yi heard the shout and looked back, faintly seeing dust rising and a murderous aura approaching. He spoke urgently.
"Take care." Chen Er Gou quickly carried Li Yuyan into the Deep Forest, and soon they disappeared without a trace.
Wang Yi, agile and quick, jumped onto the carriage. With a loud cry, the Dark Horse neighed in pain and rushed forward.
"Go!" Niu Meng, though reckless, sighed upon seeing Wang Yi's actions and immediately cracked the whip to catch up.
"Big brother, the carriage is too slow. At this rate, we'll be caught sooner or later!" Niu Meng looked back at the carriage and saw that the Blood-Clothed Guards were already less than three hundred meters away. He called out anxiously.
Three hundred meters!
Two hundred eighty meters!
Two hundred sixty meters!
Two hundred forty meters!
"Don't panic. Right now, we continue on our way. Just follow my lead later," Wang Yi said without turning his head, his face showing no signs of urgency. The cave explorations from his past life had strengthened his resolve; staying calm in the face of danger was Wang Yi's primary survival principle. He gazed left into the vast Deep Forest before looking ahead.
He noticed that the official road ahead twisted with a sharp ninety-degree turn about a hundred meters away. An idea sparked in his mind.
"Niu Meng, when we reach the turn, we jump off together and then run into the Deep Forest without looking back," Wang Yi declared decisively.
"Okay!" Niu Meng raised his head and immediately agreed.
Before long, they were getting closer to the bend. The ground was covered with sand and stones, causing the carriage to rattle loudly.
Eighty meters!
Sixty meters!
Forty meters!
Twenty meters!
Jump!
Wang Yi felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his heart racing to the extreme, like an arrow released from a bow. The whip struck fiercely against the horse's rear, and with a neigh, Black Horse Ah Yu galloped forward. In a split second, Wang Yi pushed off with both feet, springing out of the carriage and rolling toward the Deep Forest.
At the same time, Niu Meng slapped the horse's flank, using the momentum to leap down, his body crashing to the ground like an iron tower, causing the earth to crack.
Wang Yi sprang up and shouted urgently, "Let's go!"
"Seaweed Fish Skin, I will definitely avenge this!" Niu Meng said with hatred.
Before long, the two of them disappeared into the Deep Forest like rivers flowing into the sea.
"I'll see where you run!" Blood-Clad Leader rode fiercely, his gaze sharp. Seeing the carriage making wild turns and neighing repeatedly, he sneered coldly.
Behind him, more than ten Blood-Clothed Men surged forward like demons from hell, their eyes blood-red and exuding a terrifying killing intent.
"Hurry up!" Blood-Clad Leader cracked his whip with a loud snap and bellowed.
Yes!
The duty of the Blood-Clothed Guards is to eliminate anyone who dares to obstruct the Chu Family's advance, with no exceptions, only absolute obedience.
Before long, the unmanned carriage slowly descended. The Blood-Clad Leader was overjoyed, spreading his arms like a great roc soaring through the sky, landing on the horse's back with a powerful leap, transforming into a shadow that fell onto the carriage.
The Blood-Clad Leader's right fist ruthlessly smashed down onto the carriage, which was instantly torn apart by the fierce waves of Vital Energy, revealing that it was empty inside.
"It’s a trap." This thought quickly flashed through the Blood-Clad Leader's mind, his face twisted like a beast about to go mad. He grabbed the reins tightly; the Dark Horse neighed wildly but came to a halt under his immense strength.
"My lord." The Blood-Clothed Guards all had grim expressions, their gazes sharp, as if the air was filled with a chilling murderous intent that grew colder by the moment.
The Blood-Clad Leader was extraordinary; since he could be appointed as the leader of the Blood-Clothed Guards by the head of the Chu Family, he naturally possessed some strategy. He quickly calmed himself down, lowered his head in contemplation, and rapidly replayed everything that had just happened in his mind like a fleeting glimpse. Suddenly, inspiration struck him. He mounted his horse and commanded, "Let’s go."
The Blood-Clothed Guards hurriedly followed suit and returned along the path.
It should be noted that this mission was personally assigned by the family head, so its importance was evident. They had to capture Li Kaishan's daughter; if they returned empty-handed, the consequences would be dire. The Chu Family would not tolerate waste.
Before long, the Blood-Clad Leader halted his horse at a corner, casting a dark gaze toward the forest. Occasionally, he could hear birds chirping within it. His eyes suddenly fell to the ground, where he noticed cracked earth and disordered footprints. A sinister smile crept across his lips as he ordered, "Dismount."
The Blood-Clad Leader was certain that those in the carriage had disembarked here because although the remaining official road was winding, it could not escape his sight. They must have slipped out of his view here. Coupled with these clues, he was convinced that most likely these people had entered the woods. However, the Blood-Clad Leader's expression remained grim; he showed no signs of joy because it was an enormous humiliation for him that several Earth Spirit Realm Martial Artists managed to escape right under the nose of a Transcendent Realm Expert like himself.
The sunlight was as red as a bowl of fiery chili water; the air was extremely dry as sunlight filtered through overlapping branches and leaves in the forest, casting shimmering patterns on the ground.
Birds lazily perched on the treetops, enjoying the shade provided by the tender branches and leaves.
Wang Yi and Niu Meng were drenched in sweat, running forward despite their exhaustion, not daring to stop for a moment.
“Big Brother, they won’t chase us anymore, right?” Niu Meng gasped for breath.
“Don’t stop, keep running,” Wang Yi replied, sweat pouring down his face as he panted. “Those people are not to be underestimated. If they catch up to the carriage, they will definitely find some clues and track us here. We need to get out of their search range as quickly as possible.”
“Damn it, fine!” Niu Meng licked his cracked lips and nodded.
At that moment, a sudden chaotic flurry of bird calls erupted behind them, along with footsteps and voices. Turning back, they saw countless Birds startled and flying out of the forest.
Hearing this, Wang Yi felt a sense of dread; his heart raced as he realized that these Blood-Clothed Men were far more intelligent than he had imagined. In the blink of an eye, they had tracked them down.
“Damn it, what should we do, Big Brother?” Niu Meng clenched his fists and shouted in frustration.
Run!
Wang Yi’s expression turned tense; he could faintly see shadows moving through the forest, and the voices became clearer. This made him furrow his brow tighter. He knew this was a group of martial artists with at least Earth Spirit Realm level five strength, and the Blood-Clad Leader was even a Profound Realm Warrior, whose power was terrifying. If the Blood-Clothed Guards caught up to them, they would undoubtedly die.
Power! Power! Power!
The desire to become stronger had never been so urgent. Wang Yi clenched his fists tightly; if he possessed greater strength than these people, he wouldn’t be chased like a lost dog, living in constant fear!
“Come on, hurry up! They must be right ahead,” the urging voice of the Blood-Clad Leader sounded like a death knell in their ears. The rapid footsteps echoed powerfully, like hearts pounding violently against their chests.
Ten minutes!
Twenty minutes!
Thirty minutes!
Wang Yi and Niu Meng, running frantically, were drenched in cold sweat, their hearts racing, palms slick with perspiration.
Wang Yi gritted his teeth, his mind racing. These Blood-Clothed Men were indeed experts. If it weren't for the Mysterious Pearl continuously emitting a mysterious stream that alleviated their fatigue, he would have likely been caught long ago.
Niu Meng was a second-level martial artist from the Earth Spirit Realm, with physical abilities beyond the ordinary. However, even he was exhausted at this point, his legs feeling as heavy as mountains.
As a cup of tea's time passed, Niu Meng gradually ran out of strength. His pores opened wide, and sweat poured down like a waterfall. Each step became increasingly heavy; it felt as if he were dropping a massive stone onto the ground with every footfall.
"Big... Brother, you don't need to worry about me anymore. Just go!" Niu Meng suddenly stopped, sweat covering his brow, his eyes barely able to open as he leaned against a tree, gasping for breath.
"We're brothers; we leave together," Wang Yi said firmly.
"We're brothers?" Niu Meng muttered to himself.
"Yes! We're brothers; none of us will die," Wang Yi replied.
Niu Meng responded with a grunt and suddenly dashed out, shouting loudly, "You turtle bastards! Grandpa is here; come chase me!"
"Up ahead! Hurry! Don't let them get away!" The Blood-Clad Leader exclaimed with delight, his grim face flushed with excitement. He urged his men on, feeling exhilarated. Just a mere Earth Spirit Realm martial artist had made him chase for over an hour. He was already planning how to deal with these trash once captured—he intended to execute them one by one to vent his anger.
"Hurry!"
Hearing this, the Blood-Clothed Guards felt invigorated, their heavy footsteps quickening immediately. Among the Chu Family, who could become a Blood-Clothed Guard if they weren't skilled? Yet this time, they had failed to capture a few individuals and hadn't even caught a glimpse of them, which was a great humiliation for them.
"Brother Wang, I'll draw them away; you hurry and leave," Niu Meng urged anxiously.
"We leave together," Wang Yi replied firmly.
"There's no time." Niu Meng looked back and saw dozens of red figures swiftly approaching, their eyes wide with ferocity, their faces flushed with rage.
Suddenly, Wang Yi moved, startling Niu Meng. Just as he was about to ask what was happening, it was too late; he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head and lost consciousness.
"Niu Meng, my good brother, I can't let you die." Wang Yi hid Niu Meng in a bush, covering him completely. He sighed heavily, darted out from behind the tree, and shouted in the opposite direction, feigning anger, "Who are you? I have no grievances with you; why are you trying to kill us?"
"Hurry, they ran that way!" The Blood-Clothed Guards caught sight of a figure ahead in the Deep Forest and shouted with joy.
"Chase them down; leave none alive!" the Blood-Clad Leader commanded harshly. His voice carried a murderous intent that spread through the woods like a raging tide, causing all the birds in the trees to scatter in panic. It felt as if a killing demon had arrived.
Wang Yi took two Medium-Grade Origin Stones from his Storage Bag and quickly replenished his depleted Vital Energy. He felt warm waves of Vital Energy flowing into his body, gradually filling his empty meridians. His fatigued body felt rejuvenated as if soaking in a hot spring; his meridians and bones warmed up, and he temporarily regained some strength.
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