Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"Burning your essence and blood to temporarily suppress your injuries and gain greater power, Li Yuan, you have every reason to be proud that you forced me to use this move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished instantly.

Li Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted; it was so fast, so fast that he couldn't even catch it.

An overwhelming sense of danger washed over him, and he could only frantically dodge based on instinct.

But it's still too slow.

A hand covered in murderous aura appeared before him like a ghost, striking his chest with its palm.

"Bang!"

Li Yuan felt as if a mountain had struck his chest, sending him flying backward. He spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.

Is this the true power of the Dao Realm? Under the will to kill, one cannot even muster the will to resist.

Lu Ming gave him no chance to catch his breath. He flashed back and stomped hard on his back, burying him in the yellow sand.

"Get up!"

Lu Ming's voice was maniacal, "Weren't you very capable? Weren't you able to wound me?"

"Get up and fight again!"

He kicked Li Yuan hard in the chest.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

"Well!"

Li Yuan groaned, a large amount of blood spilling from his mouth. His vision began to blur, and a buzzing sound came from his ears.

He felt his life force rapidly draining away, and his body growing colder and colder.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Myriad Realms Palace emitted a buzzing sound, and Li's figure slowly emerged, his vertical pupils coldly observing everything.

Even in this predicament, Li Yuan did not admit defeat, but gritted his teeth and tried to get up from the ground.

Lu Ming stomped down again, stomping him into the ground once more.

"waste!"

He looked down at Li Yuan with disdain, "With your paltry tricks, you think you can challenge someone at the Dao Entry Realm?"

"Let me tell you, the gap between the Condensation Realm and the Dao Entry Realm is an insurmountable chasm."

He slowly raised his hand, and a murderous aura condensed into a short sword in his palm, aimed at Li Yuan's nape: "This time, I won't give you any more chances."

The short sword thrust down.

Li Yuan closed his eyes.

He has done his best, using up all his cards.

However, the gap between the Dao Entry Realm and the Qi Condensation Realm is simply too great, so great that it can never be bridged by skill and willpower alone.

He has no regrets.

If given another chance, he would still refuse Lü Ming's attempts to win him over and stand on the side of the innocent.

Because that is his way, the way of protection.

Now, he can only gamble, hoping that all his previous arrangements will bring him a glimmer of hope.

"Go to hell!"

Lu Ming laughed wildly. Being able to personally kill the most dazzling genius of the Tang Dynasty was also an honor.

Just as the short sword was about to pierce Li Yuan's nape, a streak of light streaked across the sky, flying toward them at an incredible speed.

"boom!"

The world changed color.

A vast and boundless power descended from the sky and slammed heavily onto Lü Ming.

Before Lü Ming could even react, the force slammed him into the ground, causing the ground beneath his feet to collapse and create a giant crater over ten feet deep.

The smoke and dust cleared.

In the center of the giant pit, Lü Ming was embedded in the rock in a starfish shape, his bones cracking and popping, and blood gushing from his mouth.

The murderous aura surrounding him turned to dust and dissipated into the air, revealing the hideous wound on his chest.

Despite such violent power, Li Yuan was completely unaffected. He was protected by a ball of blue light, and not even the hem of his clothes moved.

The entire room fell silent.

Four cultivators at the Qi Condensation Realm fell to their knees with a thud, trembling all over.

The two demon kings were so frightened that they lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to even breathe.

The soldiers of the Anxi army dropped their weapons and knelt down in a panic.

What kind of realm is it to instantly kill a powerful expert who has entered the Dao Realm?

Peak of the Dao Realm? Or higher?

Lu Ming struggled to lift his head from the rubble and looked up at the sky. A figure was suspended in the air, slowly descending with its feet on the void.

"It was you!"

He gasped in horror, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The figure slowly descended; it was a gaunt man with a thin face, surrounded by a faint blue light, as if he were one with the world.

It was none other than Feng Wuhen, the Left Demon Suppressor of the Demon Suppressing Division.

He landed next to Li Yuan, glanced down at him, a shadow of gloom flashing in his eyes, then looked up at Lü Ming, expressionless.

"How dare you kill my Demon Suppression Division's inspector! You have some nerve!"

Lu Ming struggled to his feet from the giant pit, covered in blood and with disheveled hair. He looked at Feng Wuhen with eyes full of despair.

Although both are at the Dao Entry Realm, the gap between them is like an insurmountable chasm.

Without any hesitation, he gathered his remaining strength and turned to flee.

His figure transformed into a streak of black light and shot off rapidly in the southeast direction.

"Ugh—!"

He let out a sharp whistle, and the two demon kings, upon hearing the whistle, shuddered and uncontrollably sprang up at the same time.

The King Kong Ape roared and slammed its fists into the ground, causing a huge crack to split open and spread towards Feng Wuhen's feet.

The Ice Soul Python King opened its mouth and spewed out a sky full of icy air, which condensed into countless sharp ice spikes, shooting towards Feng Wuhen in a barrage.

Their purpose is not to attack, but simply to buy themselves a few breaths.

This bought Lü Ming time to escape.

"Trying to leave?"

Feng Wuhen stood still, glancing indifferently at the two demons who were desperately trying to stop him, and then at the direction Lü Ming had fled.

He didn't chase after them. He slowly raised his hand, spread his fingers, and gently clenched them in the air.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles seemed to be summoned, and frantically converged towards his palm.

A vast amount of spiritual energy condensed in his palm into a transparent cyan arrow, with mysterious runes flowing across its body, as if containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.

"go!"

He flicked his finger.

"call out!"

The long arrow emitted a sharp whistling sound as it pierced the air, transforming into a streak of blue light as it chased after the direction Lü Ming had fled.

In the blink of an eye, the long arrow had already caught up with Lü Ming, who had fled several miles away.

Sensing the deadly threat behind him, Lü Ming turned around in horror; the arrowhead was already inches away.

"No!"

He let out a terrified roar, waving his hands frantically to create layers of barriers in front of him.

The long arrow pierced through layers of barriers without any hindrance, with unstoppable momentum.

An arrow pierced through Lü Ming's right shoulder.

"puff!"

Lu Ming's shoulder suddenly exploded, and his entire arm was torn apart by the immense force, turning into countless fragments of blood and flesh.

"Aaaaaah!"

He let out a piercing scream, plummeted from the sky, and crashed heavily to the ground, creating a large crater.

But he still didn't die.

The vitality of cultivators at the Dao Realm is extremely tenacious. Even after losing an arm, he still did not give up the idea of ​​escaping.

Using his remaining left arm to support himself on the ground, he struggled to stand up and continue his escape.

He had just struggled to his feet when several figures arrived at the same time and surrounded him.

Each of these figures exuded the aura of the Condensation Realm, and their chests were embroidered with dark gold Xuan Bird patterns, which were the marks of high-level cultivators of the Demon Suppression Division.

The leader, a burly middle-aged man, looked down at the disheveled Lü Ming on the ground and grinned.

"Lord Lü, why are you running so fast? We brothers have come all the way from Longyou Road just to invite you for a cup of tea and a chat."

"Zhao Wuji, how dare you touch me!"

Lu Ming's face turned extremely ugly.

Zhao Wuji was in charge of the entire Longyou Dao Demon Suppression Division, possessing peak cultivation at the Condensation Realm, and was Ye Hongyu's trusted confidant.

He should have been in charge of the overall situation on the front line of Longyou Road, but he appeared here instead, which was obviously premeditated.