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Chapter 547 Failed Escape

"Old Yin, you and Yan Ci are no match for that Dou Huang. In the Holy City, even the three of us together were easily defeated by her," Mobas said, frowning.

"Don't worry, we won't respond to her film review. I'll leave markers along the way. If those guys from the Southern Serpent Clan catch up, they'll follow my markers. When we join forces, that Dou Huang won't be able to get away with it. If you manage to catch up with her, make sure you teach her a lesson she won't forget. How dare she brazenly barge into my Serpent Clan and walk out unscathed? Wouldn't that be a complete disgrace to my Serpent Clan?" The gray-robed elder's voice was hoarse and chilling.

"Hmm!" Yue Mei's pretty face was covered in frost. She nodded slightly and stopped talking nonsense. She exchanged a glance with the other two, then flapped her battle qi wings and sped off like lightning towards the direction where Gu He and the other two had scattered earlier.

"Let's go, Flame Thorn. I've fought three Dou Huang experts from the Gama Empire before. If I can make contact with that black-robed woman, I should be able to recognize her. Even if she escapes this time, my Snake-People race will get our revenge in the future." Watching Yue Mei and the other two disappear rapidly, the gray-robed old man narrowed his cloudy old eyes and said calmly.

"Hmm." Yan Ci nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. His wings flapped slightly, and he and the gray-robed old man transformed into two streaks of light, simultaneously heading towards the direction where the black-robed man had flown.

A sharp sonic boom echoed through the desert, reverberating in the air. The instant the sonic boom occurred, a shadow flashed into view, paused briefly, and reappeared several hundred meters away.

The instant the shadow disappeared, another dark figure followed closely behind. This figure moved through the air like a swaying willow leaf, its movements a perfect blend of speed and elegance, a truly pleasing sight.

This dark figure was even faster than the one before it. Each time it shot forward, a faint afterimage would linger in place, slowly dissipating under the sunlight. As it hurtled forward, at one point, as many as eight afterimages appeared simultaneously in the sky. This terrifying speed would likely surpass even Jing Chen's at his peak.

She raised her head slightly, gazing at the black-clad figure carrying the azure lotus throne and flying rapidly ahead. The black-robed figure frowned slightly, and a muttered voice, tinged with a strange fire, came from beneath her robes: "This person's speed is truly bizarre. There is not a trace of battle qi leaking out while flying. Such perfect control is truly rare."

"Why was I unaware of such a powerful figure emerging from the vicinity of the Tagor Desert? This speed is beyond the comprehension of even some Dou Huang experts. If it weren't for my 'Wind and Cloud Shadow' movement technique, I probably wouldn't have been able to close the distance with my Jade Finger. Yet even so, it always seems impossible to truly catch up." Beneath the black robe, a pair of slender, exquisitely beautiful eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper, revealing the doubts in their owner's heart.

"We can't keep dragging this out any longer, or we'll lose our target if a sandstorm hits the desert." The black-robed figure slowly exhaled a breath of orchid-like fragrance, her jade-like hands sliding out from her black sleeves, then slowly forming a hand seal, and she murmured softly, "I can attack from 500 meters away. Now, I'm just a little short. Let's speed things up."

As the sound faded, the black-robed man lightly touched the air with his toes, his body gracefully rotating slightly in the air. A fleeting afterimage remained in place, but his true form mysteriously disappeared, reappearing more than a hundred meters away.

"Master Yao, it seems we've stirred up a hornet's nest." Noticing a slightly strange gust of wind beside his ear, Jing Chen glanced back and saw the black-robed figure appearing in a flash. He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

"Is that the Dou Huang who came? No wonder he was able to catch up." Yao Lao sighed softly, then said teasingly, "I think that black-robed person seems to have some affection for you. Why don't you try and see if she'll spare you again?"

"Tsk, forget it. Maybe she just took pity on me last time? This time is different. The allure of this strange fire is too great. Besides, I didn't say I knew her. Unless she's been through a brain fart, she'll probably just take care of me without hesitation." Hearing this, Jing Chen chuckled softly. Just as he was about to urge Yao Lao to speed things up, his heart suddenly tightened, and the hair on his body stood on end.

"Be careful!"

"Wind Whirlwall!"

A faint, cool shout, along with Yao Lao's urgent shout, suddenly rang out. As the shouts subsided, the space dozens of meters in front of Jing Chen abruptly distorted, and a solid wall entirely formed from raging winds suddenly materialized. Countless wind blades spun wildly on the wall; judging by its appearance, anyone who crashed into it would most likely be instantly sliced ​​into small pieces of flesh.

Staring wide-eyed at the approaching wall of wind blades, Jing Chen's pupils shrank to almost the size of pinholes. As if propelled by inertia, despite his desperate efforts to slow down, his body still slammed violently into the wall of wind blades.

"Holy crap!" A wave of horror washed over Jing Chen, his face turning deathly pale. In that instant, Jing Chen was already preparing to activate his Creation God Eye, directly using the laws of space to rush out. However, just as he was about to activate his Creation God Eye, his body only a few meters from the wall of wind blades, a chilling white flame suddenly erupted from his body. His body froze, as if nailed into mid-air, completely still.

His body froze in mid-air, Jing Chen's lips twitching wildly. Just centimeters in front of him, a massive wall of wind blades was grinding against each other like a shredder, producing a series of terrifying clanging sounds.

A few beads of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and Jing Chen's voice trembled slightly: "Holy crap... that was terrifying. Wasn't she a bit too ruthless?"

"Hand over the strange fire. I don't know who you are, but offending a sixth-grade alchemist isn't a wise decision." A calm, cold voice slowly sounded from behind. There was a slight panting in her voice, clearly indicating that this sudden attack had taken a toll on her.

"Hey, Elder Yao, get ready to fight me to the death." Hearing the voice behind him, Jing Chen sighed and activated his Creation God Eye. His eyes instantly turned pitch black, and a blood-red spider lily bloomed in his pupils, taking up half the area of ​​his eyes.

(End of this chapter)