Chapter Forty-Three:

nd comfort the living.However, only those who can truly see the underworld understand that this Spirit Tablet is meaningless besides fooling the common people.Because it's just scratching the surface...Jiang Wang had already realized that he was being consciously driven away.

He spared no effort to survive under the mysterious powerhouse's repeated attacks.

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The entire escape route was winding and erratic, with occasional backtracking, but overall it headed consistently westward.

That is to say——

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They were getting farther and farther away from the State of Qi.

If the other party wanted to kill him, they could have done it already.

But if the other party had no intention of killing him, most of the attacks were still lethal in strength. If he dodged just one attack, he would have been killed on the spot.

The other party doesn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him, nor does he mind killing him.

The only thing that is clear is that this mysterious enemy is indeed enjoying the process of being hunted.

He wasn't without attempts to change course, to flee to some important location and draw in other powerful figures to intervene in the fight, thereby securing a way out for himself.

But the pursuers were so powerful, overwhelming him on all fronts. For most of the time, he only had two choices:

Flee along the escape route left by the opponent, or die where you stand.

He made no choice.

Even though it was the "safe route," he still had to give it his all to squeeze in.

This "safe route" perfectly avoided all the major powers along the way. It only snaked through wilderness, borderlines, and deserted places.

Go only west.

What awaited him ahead, he didn't know.

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He didn't know how long this chase would last.

Life-or-death crisis lingering for a long time is an extreme torment for anyone.

Away from the fair arena and opponents of equal standing, his world's number one inner strength finally recognized the cruelty of this world.

Real life is often unfair.

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There is no Tianjiao who cannot die!

Being hunted by at least a god-level expert is the current reality.

“Go faster, harder!” The strange female voice whispered, as if in Jiang Wang’s struggling mess, she savored the pleasure.

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While Jiang Wang struggled, he continued to struggle.

In such a hopeless situation, turning back to die would be an escape from humiliation, or it could even be considered valiant.

But seizing every opportunity to struggle, reveals the strength within.

The long night has passed.

Dawn ripped through the night.

Jiang Wang occasionally glanced back while turning, the person chasing him was still just a silhouette.

It's fortunate that only the outline is visible. If it were clear, or if the other party had made up their mind to kill.

Within the Five Realms and Heavenly Palace on Mount Kunlun, clouds of good fortune and virtue continuously streamed out from Qingyun Pavilion. Bai Yun Tongzi clenched his small fists, anxiously sweating profusely.

The Azure Clouds shatter, Jiang Wang's gaze turns to the north and south in a flash.

He spared no effort, relentlessly pushing his limits, making the most precise and subtle choices possible to find a sliver of hope amidst the terrifying onslaught.

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First came the moonbeam, then the water drill, and now it's a flurry of wind blades like falling leaves.

Petals falling all over the sky.

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And a lone figure dances in a single, green robe.

“Wonderful, wonderful! Who in the world can compare to you, within this very realm! Show me more of your magnificence…” The eerie woman suddenly shrieked, “More!”

The wind blades become sharper, denser, and more deadly.

Under this terrifying onslaught, Jiang Wang dodged too late. In an instant, countless wounds appeared on his body, turning him into a bloody mess!

But he didn't even utter a cry of pain.

From last night until now, he hasn't said a word. He is so focused...on escaping!

Complaining is pointless, insults can't hurt anyone, and begging is useless.

In this moment of crisis, he only did useful things, so he remained silent!

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Struggling to maintain balance, he arduously pressed forward through the swirling blades of wind.

If one is destined to die, is it worth enduring such pain before death

Jiang Wang doesn't believe in destiny!

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He trusts most in his hand!

As the Azure Cloud shattered, the Changxiangsi spirit nimbly darted about. When Jiang Wang was unable to evade, it sliced open a series of wind blades.

Jiang Wang had never imagined that a wind blade could possess such power. His changxiangsi, designed to deflect it, was forced back by the terrifying force, as if clashing with a master swordsman.

Pick, smear, cut, stab, chop…

The most basic sword stance revolves around his body. Aside from his exquisite footwork, Jiang Wang displayed his incredibly solid swordsmanship fundamentals. That was the result of countless days and nights, built with sweat and tears.

Every action is natural.

That eerie female voice, seemed to be in a state of frenzy: "You intoxicate me... you intoxicate me!"

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Thus, the heavens rained blades of wind, and the earth sprouted stone cones, while flames flowed on all sides.

In an instant, it's a desperate situation!

There is no escape left, it's the final moment.

And Jiang Wang tightened his grip on his sword, resolutely turned back, and stared straight at that humanoid silhouette.

The roaring sword intent shot straight into the sky.

If there is no escape, then... face death head-on!

Whatever the case may be, do not allow him to be restrained!

At that very moment, a hand with clearly defined bones suddenly flew across the sky.

With just a single sweep, that wind blade, stone cone, and flowing fire were all eradicated!

"Who are you, to dare stop me!" the strange woman's voice shrieked.

A hulking figure descended from the heavens, standing majestically in mid-air. Without hesitation, he lashed out with a mighty slap towards his target.

This slap, when it landed, was like a mountain tilting forward.

The wind is stirring!

"Things that are weird and out of place, get lost!" the burly man roared.

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That humanoid silhouette vanished abruptly, leaving only a hateful voice lingering in its wake —

“I remember you!”

Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, a clear sky.

Within the five realms and throughout China, at the peak of the Immortal Palace.

The white cloud boy lay flat on the ground, sprawling.

“I’m exhausted!”

...I don't know what he's so tired about.

And in the real world, Jiang Wang also let out a long sigh of relief. Only then, amidst the pain that spread across his body, did he furrow his brow.

He braced himself, looking at the unexpected arrival.

This is a majestic and imposing man, about forty years old. He is tall and strong, wearing a black and gold imperial wind robe. His bearing is awe-inspiring and extraordinary.

Jiang Wang was certain he had never seen this person before, and he couldn't find any information about a powerful individual similar to this one in his memory.

“May I ask your esteemed name” Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully. “For the assistance you have given me today, Jiang Wang will surely repay you in the future!”

"Haha."

This man burst into laughter, waving his hand: "What can you repay my kindness as a teacher! Little kid, go home and cry!"

And then with a step, he vanished before Jiang Wang's eyes!

It seemed like he was just passing by, but couldn't bear to hear the strange woman's eerie and yin-yang tone tormenting others. He acted impulsively, helping them, then left with an air of carefree detachment.

Unspeakable grandeur and dashing!

Respecting one's teachers...

Jiang Wang chewed on the name, still finding no corresponding information in his memory. But this wasn't the time to research it. He glanced at his surroundings, barely even bothering with his wound, and hurried away.

This powerful individual named Gu Shiyi is gone. If the pursuers come back, they will surely suffer the consequences.

After running for so long, Jiang Wang was starting to lose track of where they were.

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To avoid being caught unawares, he didn't rush to Qi immediately. The mysterious pursuer followed him westward, but that wasn't wise either.

His choice was between the north and south, and in his estimation, if the pursuers returned, they would surely hasten to pursue him farther away. Or perhaps, to avoid being caught under the lamplight, they would diligently search nearby.

So although he chose to fly south, he ended up flying until he reached a populated area.

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And then he slipped away, hiding in the third town he saw on his way.

He slipped silently into the attic of a wealthy household in town, without attracting any attention. Donning his disguise, he curled up in a corner and quietly began tending to his wounds.

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