klisemfg Chapter 1351
Chapter 1351
Without any constraints, he was finally free to act without restraint.
The magical runes beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and his figure transformed into a streak of dark light, shooting towards the sky. His speed was far greater than when he was protecting everyone. His black robe fluttered in the wind, bringing a long-lost sense of exhilaration.
After traveling only a few miles, a rich and mellow aroma wafted towards us.
It wasn't the chilling, malevolent aura of the Demon Abyss, but a pure, almost viscous spiritual energy that glided across the skin, making even the pores open.
Qin He condensed a wisp of demonic flame at his fingertips, watching the flame dance more intensely in the spiritual energy, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
He was a demonic cultivator whose body had long been reshaped by demonic energy. This kind of orthodox spiritual energy could not be incorporated into his dantian for refinement, but he could clearly sense its concentration—at least ten times that of the abyss.
"The Upper Realm is indeed confident." He chuckled softly, his figure suddenly accelerating.
Seven days later, Qin He arrived at a dense, ancient forest.
The trees in the ancient forest are so thick that it takes several people to hug them, and their intertwined aerial roots hang down to the ground, like natural barriers.
Qin He touched the branches of the crooked tree with his toes, used the momentum to spin around and avoid the drooping aerial roots. His black robe brushed against the moss, without even disturbing a single fallen leaf.
He deliberately chose the most rugged route, sometimes crawling through tree holes, sometimes leaping across streams on vines, leaving behind a trail of demonic energy that was fragmented by the branches and leaves.
As we passed through the cliff at the end of the ancient forest, I casually took a picture of my clone on three rocks facing different directions.
Below the cliff is a rushing canyon, where water vapor rises into mist.
Qin He did not fly directly across, but instead sank into the underground river at the bottom of the valley. His demonic energy condensed into a thin barrier on his body, and with the force of the water flow, he traveled three miles underwater before emerging from behind a waterfall.
As soon as they reached the shore, they heard Li Linfeng's angry shout from the horizon behind them, clearly showing his exasperation.
Qin He glanced back at the golden light hovering above the ancient forest and couldn't help but shout, "Lord Li, looking for a clone? There's one hiding under the third old locust tree on the left!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a black shadow and darted into the Gobi Desert, leaving behind a mess of footprints.
Li Linfeng trembled with rage in mid-air, and the flapping of his Holy Wings became somewhat disordered.
He stared at the three demonic halos that suddenly lit up in the ancient forest, his fingers almost breaking the holy sword. This was the seventh time Qin He had used a clone to trick him.
For seven days and seven nights, he was like a kite on a string, being led by Qin He to circle around the vast land.
The opponent's escape techniques were outrageously varied, mastering everything from flying and burrowing underground to swimming. They could even use the sandstorms of the Gobi Desert to conceal their presence, and several times the tracking talisman's detection was so weak that it almost disappeared.
What frustrated him even more was that this demon was not just running away.
Two days ago in the Miasma Valley, Qin He hid in the poisonous fog and threw out three demonic flames, which almost burned his Holy Wings.
Yesterday at Leishitan, the other party deliberately triggered a landslide, forcing him to carry three thunderstones to keep up with the others.
This morning was even worse; they actually put some paralyzing powder in the spring water where he was resting, causing his true energy to stagnate for half an hour.
Each time he succeeded in a sneak attack, Qin He would not forget to shout a few words that pierced the heart.
"Lord Li, is the food provided by the Divine Court insufficient? You're chasing after people slower than a three-year-old."
"You were pretty righteous to save my men last time. Why don't we stop chasing them and I'll take you to the Demon Abyss for some strong liquor?"
"If you keep chasing him, you'll run out of merit and divine light, won't you?"
Li Linfeng took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress his anger. Suddenly, a golden light emanated from his palm, and a communication talisman floated before his eyes, the words on it carrying the cold and majestic air unique to the Divine Punishment Division.
"The Heavenly Demon broke through the formation and escaped, disrupting the order of the realm. The Criminal Enforcer Li Linfeng hesitated in the face of the enemy and failed to distinguish between what was important and what was not, which led to the escape of the important criminal. He has ten days to capture and kill him. If he is not captured by the deadline, he will be imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower to suffer a hundred years of lightning and fire punishment."
His knuckles turned white as he gripped the communication talisman. The four words "weakness and retreat" on the talisman felt like a red-hot branding iron, numbing his fingertips. He knew the rules of the Divine Punishment Division; this was not a warning, but an ultimatum.
"Qin He, do you think you can escape like this?" A fierce glint flashed in Li Linfeng's eyes, and the tracking rune between his brows suddenly lit up a bit—the demon had actually stopped at the Gale Pass ahead.
The Gale Ridge is known for its fierce winds, and the ridge is covered with sharp stalagmites. When the wind blows through the cracks in the rocks, it makes a sound like ghosts wailing.
Qin He leaned against a huge black rock, watching the golden ball of light get closer and closer in the distance, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He could sense the aura emanating from Li Linfeng; although it carried the chilling power of sainthood, it lacked the bloodthirsty fervor of Zhang Xiu.
The fact that he gave up destroying the formation to save his subordinates last time is enough to show that he still has a shred of humanity left in his heart.
There's no need to fight to the death with this kind of person.
Qin He traced a twisted demonic pattern across the black stone with his fingertip, then flashed away and hid in the area with the densest concentration of stalagmites.
When Li Linfeng landed in Gale Territory, he only saw messy traces of demonic energy scattered all over the ground.
Just as he was about to chase into the stalagmite formation, he suddenly noticed an anomaly beneath his feet—the demonic rune was absorbing the wind, and countless whirlwinds carrying demonic flames instantly swirled within the stalagmite formation.
"Another trap!"
Li Linfeng swung his sword to cleave the oncoming whirlwind, only to see Qin He's figure speeding south on the other side of the stone pillar formation, even turning back to wave at him.
"Lord Li, thank you for accompanying me for seven days! I think that's about enough. Don't jeopardize your future!"
The laughter dissipated with the strong wind, and Qin He's figure quickly blended into the clouds on the horizon.
As Li Linfeng watched the light from the tracking talisman recede further and further away, the holy sword slammed heavily onto the black stone, sending up a string of sparks.
The whirlwind within the stalagmite formation was still howling, but he did not immediately give chase.
The communication talisman in his palm burned again; the second order from the Divine Punishment Division had arrived. The Divine Punishment Division's main force had finally arrived a thousand miles away and was closing in.
"Demon, this time, let's see where you can run."
Li Linfeng gritted his teeth, his Holy Wings unfurled once more, and the golden ball of light sped southward, but the weariness in his eyes was now impossible to conceal.