A rainbow streaked across the sky, and in its wake, several figures gave relentless chase— no matter how she tried, Su Qianqian just couldn’t shake them off.
It was only a matter of time before they caught up.
Su Qianqian quietly estimated how much longer she could maintain her Hua Yu State.
Even in this extreme condition, at most, she could hold on for another half an hour.
Right now, she relied on the cultivation and insight of Hua Yu State, which surpassed most in the Divine Palace Realm, plus the Escape Technique she’d picked up from her past life.
Only then could she barely avoid capture. Once the Hua Yu State failed, it would mean her doom.
“I just hope that after catching me, they won’t bother with the Sword Sect anymore…”
Su Qianqian simply couldn’t see how she could survive this.
Even if Luo Wuhen came to save her, it would only let her linger a bit longer, at the cost of another life.
As she fled, a sense of familiarity suddenly struck Su Qianqian, and she smiled bitterly to herself: “Honestly, this whole situation feels so familiar… Only, this time, the people chasing me don’t want to lock me up in a dark cell—they really want me dead.”
“Now that I think about it, my Escape Technique from my past life really was incredible. Back then, if I hadn’t been so intent on dying, maybe I could’ve escaped them. But it’s a shame—I just don’t have that ability anymore…”
Su Qianqian wasn’t as fearless as “Su Ling” was in those days. Or rather, she had always been afraid of dying…
In her previous life, she hadn’t wanted to die like that—she’d wanted to live, and did whatever it took to survive…
Now, she still didn’t want to die—she was even more afraid! In this life, she wasn’t alone.
She had parents, two younger sisters, even a daughter.
She had so many years ahead to experience the world, people she loved, and people who loved her…
Yet, for her family’s safety, she was willing to throw herself into almost certain death.
This was something the rootless “Su Ling” of her past life could never have imagined—she had changed so much.
“I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die… They’re all waiting for me to come back. If I die, they’ll be heartbroken…” Su Qianqian kept muttering under her breath.
Hundreds of years had passed since she last remembered that feeling—the day she learned her life was running out.
But this time, there were so many people waiting for her!
A determination to live carried Su Qianqian through this desperate escape…
For some reason, the people chasing her never unleashed any truly fatal attacks—maybe they wanted to capture her alive.
But, being caught alive by this lot was probably even worse than death!
At least, this bought Su Qianqian a little time to think of a way out.
Scanning her surroundings, Su Qianqian felt a familiar sensation.
Even after hundreds of years, this remote place hadn’t changed much. Nearby…
“There—maybe that’s it!” Su Qianqian thought of the Forbidden Zone of the Living.
It was just as deadly for her, but she’d survived it once before.
Though her memories of that time were hazy, she knew her odds were better there than out here!
As she thought this, she suddenly changed direction, rushing toward the forbidden zone!
Su Qianqian’s sudden move didn’t escape her pursuers. Though they couldn’t guess her reason, they weren’t about to let her go!
Luo Wuhen mingled among the pursuers, silently communicating with a certain person she had always looked down on, but now had no choice but to cooperate with:
“Qianqian’s power is almost exhausted. Are you ready?”
“Phew. I’m ready. When Su Qianqian’s strength runs out, it’ll be our turn. But honestly, if we go through with this, it might be the last time we ever meet.”
“I will protect her.”
“Heh, so will I.”
Countless flying swords, transformed by mana, ceaselessly hacked at the massive Demon Clan member wedged in the crevice of the passageway—slicing him to bits over and over, only for him to recover again and again.
Of course, Chi Ba tried to defend and strike back, but his defenses were as fragile as eggshells under this relentless onslaught!
Any counterattack was quickly swallowed up in the endless tide of attacks.
The “Demon-Slaying Sword Technique” was a style created by Sword Frightening Rainbow, the Sword Sect’s founder, specifically to combat the Demon Clan.
It could be said to exist solely for their destruction.
Even after the Demon Clan was sealed, Sword Frightening Rainbow still harbored deep concerns about their return.
To give his descendants a stronger defense should the demons rise again, he never stopped refining this technique as his own cultivation and understanding grew.
After several generations, the sword technique continued to evolve, targeting every known weakness of the Demon Clan.
Only when the demons’ shadow had truly faded from the world did this sword technique become fixed in its current form.
The Human Race had never stopped progressing.
Though this was no longer the Golden Age, and since five thousand years ago spiritual energy had thinned and the laws of heaven and earth had grown harder to comprehend—reducing the overall level that could be attained—humanity’s skills only advanced.
Techniques were honed and passed down from generation to generation, so that with the same cultivation, modern cultivators were far stronger than their ancient counterparts.
This power to inherit and grow was why humanity remained the world’s dominant race.
By contrast, the Demon Clan, limited by bloodline, advanced through inherited blood and refining that bloodline.
With a superior lineage, they could rapidly attain heights that humans could barely dream of, and live far longer. But their potential was capped by blood itself.
That’s why so many similar-looking demons reached Foundation Establishment, but those at higher realms looked entirely different—it wasn’t evolution, but rather a completely different demon bloodline!
And Lin Muxue—a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius, the most powerful since the Sword Sect’s founder!
She was humanity’s millennia-old vengeance against the Demon Clan for the slaughter of countless lives!
Chi Ba realized that his regeneration could no longer keep up with the pace of his body being torn apart! If he stayed, he would die!
Fixing his gaze on the sword-immortal-like Lin Muxue, Chi Ba spat a cruel threat:
“I have all the time in the world to wait! The next time my clan returns, I’ll turn your graves into flat ground!”
With that, he quickly retreated into the Vortex, returning in frustration to await the mockery of the other Twenty-Four Demon Generals…
Once this Demon Clan powerhouse was dealt with, everything else was much simpler.
Lin Muxue sheathed her sword, feeling most of her mana spent, and quietly began recovering herself.
Now was not the time to let her guard down—she had to be wary of a counterattack.
Lin Muxue forced herself to stay calm, suppressing her urge to return immediately.
The hard-won window for repairing the formation had to be used, at least until it was nearly complete…
She looked anxiously toward the Sword Sect, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her sword…