Chapter 273: A Desperate Struggle for Survival

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: A Desperate Struggle for Survival

At that moment, in a cell within the Primordial Evil Alliance, Leng Yan was listening to the continuous booming outside, her brow furrowed.

She knew Yi Xiaoyao had arrived. The battle raging outside was his doing.

’He can always create miracles,’ Leng Yan murmured to herself, a hint of worry in her heart. ’I wonder if he can escape this time.’

Suddenly, the cell door opened, and Black Crow walked in, his expression incredibly grim.

Just a moment ago, Black Crow had witnessed Yi Xiaoyao kill Yuan Lie. In that instant, he felt as if his greatest pillar of support had collapsed.

After all, Yuan Lie was the future Alliance Leader of the Primordial Evil Alliance, and he, Black Crow, was Yuan Lie’s trusted confidant. His future status would have been extremely high.

But now, with Yuan Lie dead, Black Crow had to start thinking about his own survival.

Therefore, he had to kill Leng Yan!

Black Crow had been involved in what Yuan Lie had done to Leng Yan. If he didn’t kill her now, she would sooner or later come to kill him.

"What are you doing?" Leng Yan’s gaze was icy as she watched the menacing Black Crow draw his blade. She snorted coldly. "You dare to touch me?"

"Hmph! If the Young Alliance Leader were alive, I naturally wouldn’t dare touch you. But now that he’s dead, I’m sending you to keep him company!" Black Crow closed in viciously.

"Yuan Lie is dead?"

Hearing this, Leng Yan was first startled, then couldn’t help but laugh. "Serves him right! For scum like him, his death is no great loss!"

The next moment, the blade in Black Crow’s hand swung down at Leng Yan’s head. If it landed, Leng Yan, whose Spiritual Power was sealed, would undoubtedly die.

But Leng Yan showed no fear, calmly closing her eyes.

The next moment.

CRACK!

A large, black hand gripped the long blade, stopping it dead in its tracks. It couldn’t move another inch.

Black Crow’s face filled with alarm. Before he could react, he felt another powerful, rough hand grab his neck and lift him completely off the ground.

SNAP!

The black hand gave a sharp twist, and Black Crow’s head lolled lifelessly to the side.

"Little Hei?" Leng Yan’s eyes flew open, and her expression changed. She recognized the Black Ape before her; it was the War Beast that had been by Yi Xiaoyao’s side during their past battles.

At this moment, Little Hei was covered in injuries. Blood from his wounds matted his glossy black fur, and his aura was extremely weak.

Seeing Little Hei so grievously injured, Leng Yan immediately realized that Yi Xiaoyao must be in grave danger.

"Quick! Help me pull out all the Spirit-Sealing Needles on my body! I’ll go help your master!" Leng Yan shouted anxiously to Little Hei.

A moment later, Leng Yan flew out at high speed with Little Hei, but she quickly came to a halt.

She saw a colossal, sky-blotting hand crashing down from the void far away. Beneath that giant hand was a lone, blood-red figure.

Yi Xiaoyao!

At that same moment, Yi Xiaoyao had transformed into a streak of blood-red light, shooting off in a particular direction.

In that direction was another figure. The moment Leng Yan saw this person, her face turned deathly pale.

The Alliance Leader! Yuan Chou!

Yi Xiaoyao’s current predicament was abundantly clear. Even if Leng Yan went to help, it would be useless.

Meanwhile, high up in the surrounding sky, countless experts watched from a distance, their faces filled with shock and confusion as they murmured among themselves.

"This Yi Xiaoyao... he’s actually charging toward the Alliance Leader?"

"Does he think he can fight the Alliance Leader?"

"Impossible! No matter how strong Yi Xiaoyao is, he only has a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation. Against the Alliance Leader, who is at the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation, it’s a dead end!"

Everyone was flabbergasted, completely unable to understand Yi Xiaoyao’s actions.

All eyes were fixed on the sky-blotting hand. Its five massive fingers rumbled as they descended, sealing off Yi Xiaoyao’s escape routes to the front, left, and right. His only path was backward, toward the giant wrist, beyond the reach of its fingers.

And that’s exactly where Yi Xiaoyao was now rocketing—toward the giant hand’s wrist.

But that direction was where Yuan Chou was charging from. It was also a dead end.

This meant Yi Xiaoyao was bound to meet Yuan Chou head-on.

Just as the crowd had said, Yi Xiaoyao had absolutely no ability to contend with Yuan Chou. But he had his reasons for doing this.

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao shoot toward him, Yuan Chou’s furious face twisted into a cruel smirk.

"Perfect. I can kill you with my own hands and avenge my son!"

Yuan Chou roared again and again. As he and Yi Xiaoyao drew closer, his right fist erupted with an astonishing Golden Killing Qi, launching a Fist Aura capable of pulverizing anything straight at Yi Xiaoyao.

"Die!"

The void cracked wherever the Golden Fist Aura passed. In an instant, it was upon Yi Xiaoyao, about to blast his body into ashes.

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression was incredibly grave. Facing this Fist Aura and sensing its power, he couldn’t even muster the will to resist.

SWISH!

The Fist Aura passed right through Yi Xiaoyao, blasting his body to smithereens.

"Yi Xiaoyao is dead!"

"Sigh... it couldn’t be helped. No matter how strong Yi Xiaoyao was, the power of the Alliance Leader’s punch was far beyond anything he could withstand."

"Wait! He’s not dead!"

As the spectating experts sighed, someone suddenly cried out in alarm.

Sure enough, the Fist Aura Yuan Chou had just unleashed had only struck one of Yi Xiaoyao’s Flame Illusion Bodies. His real body had instantly crossed a thousand zhang, appearing behind Yuan Chou.

"Hm? A Celestial Fire Illusion Body!"

Yuan Chou’s brow furrowed.

He turned to look at Yi Xiaoyao, who hadn’t slowed down, and sneered. "If you had cultivated this art to the level of Celestial Fire Hundred Illusions or even Thousand Illusions, you might have been able to escape me. But you’ve only mastered it to the Instant Illusion level. Trying to escape is just a pipe dream!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s face was pale. He could feel his Spiritual Power about to run out, and the Sword Spirit Possession was on the verge of draining his Essence completely.

He could use Celestial Fire Instant Illusion one more time at most. Once he did, with Yuan Chou’s Cultivation being so far superior, he would be caught in no time.

Suddenly, another void-shattering Golden Fist Aura came tearing through the air.

But this time, Yi Xiaoyao didn’t choose to dodge.

With a low roar, an incomparably ferocious Sword Qi gathered on his Bloodthirsty Sword. Flames formed an astonishing storm around him. The moment the Golden Fist Aura approached, Yi Xiaoyao swung his sword in a violent slash.

The ferocious Sword Qi and the Flame Storm erupted with a deafening roar upon contact with the Golden Fist Aura, but they were instantly blasted into nothingness, offering no resistance whatsoever.

The Golden Fist Aura, its remaining power undiminished, slammed into the Bloodthirsty Sword that Yi Xiaoyao held horizontally before him.

BOOM!

After the explosion, Yi Xiaoyao coughed up a huge mouthful of blood. His body, like a kite with a snapped string, was sent flying a thousand zhang into the distance.

"Hmph!" Yuan Chou snorted coldly. Having been hit by his punch, even if Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t dead, he was close.

Then, Yuan Chou’s figure flashed as he shot toward the direction where Yi Xiaoyao was falling. He was going to capture Yi Xiaoyao and subject him to a fate worse than death.

The surrounding crowd shook their heads and sighed, while Leng Yan’s pretty face was ashen.

’It seems that mysterious young man won’t be able to create a miracle today after all, will he?’

’I... I’m not dead yet! I can’t die!’

’There’s still one last shred of Vitality!’

As Yi Xiaoyao fell, he felt as if all his internal organs had been shattered. Only a trace of his Vitality remained.

But now, as he watched Yuan Chou approach, Killing Intent still flickered in his eyes.

"Yuan Chou! If I don’t die this time, when I return, I will reduce your Primordial Evil Alliance... to dust and ashes!"

A roar that seemed to come from his very soul erupted from Yi Xiaoyao’s mouth, echoing throughout the Primordial Evil Alliance and chilling the hearts of all who heard it.

Hearing this, Yuan Chou just sneered dismissively. "Yi Xiaoyao, your death is certain. There’s no point in saying such things!"

"Now, just accept your death obediently!"

Before his voice had even faded, Yuan Chou appeared a few zhang in front of Yi Xiaoyao, reaching out to grab him.

But the next moment, the body he grabbed instantly dissolved into flames.

This was Yi Xiaoyao’s final use of Celestial Fire Instant Illusion, created by exhausting all his Spiritual Power!

His real body had once again appeared in the sky above a certain area of the Main Pillar.

Yi Xiaoyao had forcibly blocked Yuan Chou’s punch precisely to use its impact to propel him in this direction.

Now, through the displacement of the Instant Illusion, he had reached his target area.

"You think you can kill me?"

Yi Xiaoyao’s blood-soaked lips curled into an eerie smile.

"My life is mine to control!"

As soon as he spoke, Yi Xiaoyao shot downward, plunging into a well-hidden cave.

But when Yuan Chou saw this, he froze, ceasing his pursuit.

Because the place Yi Xiaoyao had entered was a place of certain death: the Netherworld Cave!

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