Chapter 112: Escape

The endless mountain range was utterly silent, not a single sound of noise. Countless ferocious beasts lay prostrate in their lairs, not daring to come out, their bodies trembling.

Two figures, their forms swift as thunderbolts, madly dashed forward. Yang Tian pushed the Eight Wastelands Carefree Steps to their limit. He had already fled thirty li, but the energy fluctuations behind could still be felt.

A War Emperor woman gone mad—Yang Tian shuddered at the thought. He absolutely couldn't stay here long; he had to reach the Demon-Suppressing City and lie low for a while.

“Are these two about to die?” Yang Tian glanced at the two figures in the Golden Crow Divine Furnace. They had been on the verge of death earlier, and after being roasted by the fiery waves inside for a while, they were nearly lifeless.

“Crack, crack…” He broke off the fingers wearing Void Rings, took them in his hand, grinned, and a surge of excitement rose on his face. Then he stowed them in the Ancestral Dragon Ring. Disciples of some major families would leave imprints on them, let alone core disciples of ancient holy lands.

Just as Yang Tian was sprinting with his head down, his steps suddenly halted, and his face instantly darkened. He slowly raised his head, his gaze landing on a figure ahead.

“Yang Tian!…” Gu Qi’s fists crackled as he clenched them, his face twisted with rage. Seeing Yang Tian completely unharmed, a wave of shame and anger surged onto his face.

“What’s the matter? Doesn’t digging pits feel good?” Looking at Gu Qi’s furious expression, Yang Tian spread his small hands and said mockingly.

“Shut your mouth!” A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Gu Qi forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Yang Tian, wishing he could devour him alive. For a full day and a half, he had been digging pits.

“You’d better go see that old woman; she’s about to be beaten to death.” A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. Yang Tian suddenly pointed toward the battle site and smiled slightly.

“Old woman…” Hearing this, Gu Qi was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth. He was thoroughly enraged. The noble former saintess was called an old woman—she was the object of many young men’s fantasies.

“Sharp-tongued brat, come back with me.” Gu Qi forcibly suppressed the fury in his heart, and a cheerful smile suddenly spread across his face. As long as he brought Yang Tian back, he would receive an astonishing reward, and all his mistakes would be made up for.

“Wait, I’ll give you a gift. You’ll definitely like it.” Suddenly, a bloody corpse appeared in Yang Tian’s hand, and he hurled it toward Gu Qi.

A nearly rotten corpse. Just as Gu Qi was about to slash the bloody body apart, his pupils suddenly froze. He stared in disbelief at the blurred face of the corpse.

“This… this… how is this possible?” Gu Qi was completely stunned, losing his composure. If someone in his team died, he would be implicated. These people were all core disciples of the holy land, with high bloodline purity tested.

“That… Gu Mo isn’t…” He suddenly turned his head, looking at the figures battling in the air. He seemed to understand something. The former saintess was Gu Mo’s aunt. There weren’t many things that could enrage her… and the relationship between Gu Mo and the old saintess was somewhat unusual…

“Yang Tian… Yang Tian… Yang Tian must die!” After a moment of silence, a roar suddenly exploded. Gu Qi hastily turned his head, looking at the empty spot, his face instantly turning ugly.

Gu Qi roared madly, chasing forward aimlessly. If he and Gu Mo were separated and something really happened, punishment would be inevitable. The former saintess might vent her anger on him.

Just about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after Gu Qi left, behind where Yang Tian had vanished was a small river. At that moment, several splashes appeared on the water’s surface.

“Aoow…” Little White leaped out, shaking off the water from its body.

“Pfft…” Then, a figure emerged from the river. Yang Tian jumped onto the bank, directly threw on a black robe, and ran toward the Demon-Suppressing City.

This place was a full three million li from the Demon-Suppressing City. If not for Little White’s powerful bloodline pressure, the journey would have taken five or six days.

Suddenly, just after Yang Tian had run several dozen li, his steps halted. His figure flashed into a patch of grass, lying prone, his entire aura restrained, not daring to make the slightest move.

At that moment, two figures walked over—a man and a woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old. The man was ethereal and refined, very elegant; the woman was graceful and charming, exuding an air of nobility.

“Someone was here just now, but now they’re gone.” The refined man looked around, a hint of doubt in his eyes, murmuring.

The graceful woman also nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes scanning the surroundings. She smiled softly: “Is it worth our family sending so many people?”

“Who knows? I heard Yang Tian is engaged to Li Qingxue, and he also snatched Li Hongtao’s Soul Crystal…”

Their soft conversation faded as the two figures walked away, leaving only echoes.

“The Li family has come too. They really think highly of me.” Yang Tian stood up, his face dark, his gaze fixed on the retreating figures. These two were definitely collateral disciples of the Li family; otherwise, Yang Tian would have been in danger.

“If the Li family is here, the Yin-Yang Harmony Sect will surely have intelligence too. I need to leave quickly, or I’ll be in big trouble if discovered.” Yang Tian headed forward. The entire Ten Thousand Great Mountains were fraught with danger.

Yang Tian traveled through the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, avoiding many of those hunting him. Not only the Li family and the Harmony Sect, but the ancient holy land had also sent many people.

“The Li family!” In an overturned stone cave, a figure emerged. On his shoulder was a wound deep to the bone, with thick blood continuously flowing out.

He had just been detected by a Transcendent Realm expert. Fortunately, he dodged in time, leaving only a gash on his shoulder.

Yang Tian didn’t dare to treat his wounds. He ate a few healing pills and ran toward Martial City. After a night of fleeing, his body was already riddled with several bloody holes. This was also thanks to Little White’s keen nose, which could detect the scent of strangers.

“Woo woo…” Just as Yang Tian was sprinting at top speed, Little White suddenly ran over and whimpered softly.

Yang Tian didn’t hesitate and dived into the grass. At that moment, the entire ground trembled. A man riding a brownish strange beast approached. The beast was extremely powerful, cracking the ground with its steps.

The man’s aura was very cold. His emotionless gaze swept around. After a while, a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes. Then he waved his hand, shattering the surrounding grass, trees, and rocks.

A brilliant light grazed past. Cold sweat broke out on Yang Tian’s back. He didn’t dare make a single move. The man before him was too powerful; he had likely reached the Transcendent Realm.

After attacking for a while, the man saw no one and had to give up, riding away.

“The Li family again!” After a while, Yang Tian sensed the danger around him had diminished. He poked his head out, hatred written all over his face.

“Ancient Li family! Today’s siege, I will repay a thousandfold in the future…” Yang Tian clenched his fists. He didn’t bother to treat the wound just now. If not for his extremely strong physical body, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand such attacks.

A powerful cultivator could extinguish a person’s life force with a single move.

Yang Tian dodged ambushes all the way, his entire body exhausted. He was now not far from Martial City. Faintly, he could see a huge city. The divine patterns interwoven in the void were astonishing. Several divine pattern chains subtly stirred the momentum of this region.