King of Creation
Chapter 330 - 327: Ten Miles of Life and Death Road (Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Votes)

Chapter 330: Chapter 327: Ten Miles of Life and Death Road (Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Votes)

"Shameless!"

Even Caiyi could now see through Fan Chuyu’s shameless intentions.

Who among the high ranks of the Qiyun Sect had notified them, and how had they been waiting above the Mountain Gate in advance?

Without a doubt, it was Fan Chuyu’s doing.

This was what Fan Chuyu had done because, under Ye Zhen’s relentless pursuit, he saw no hope of escape.

Because Fan Chuyu was certain that the high-ranking members of the Qiyun Sect would never allow a True Disciple to fall before their eyes, knowing how few True Disciples the Qiyun Sect had, Ye Zhen would absolutely be unable to cope with him once many Elders of the Qiyun Sect intervened.

As for what followed, it was simple!

All Fan Chuyu needed to do was randomly accuse and slander, and the matter would fall into endless quibbling.

Because there was no witness to the death.

Furthermore, the key figure, Sect Elder Hong Banjiang, had died without leaving a trace, allowing Fan Chuyu to fabricate anything he wanted.

And from the Sect’s perspective, to protect their True Disciples, they absolutely wouldn’t readily believe anyone’s side of the story and take action against the other party without evidence.

Then, the matter could be indefinitely delayed, with Fan Chuyu paying, at most, a slight cost to his freedom, such as being confined.

However, as long as Fan Chuyu, this shameless man without a bottom line, lived another day, Ye Zhen would worry another day. Not all people live solely for themselves.

"Hehe! If you can, come and kill me! If you dare to make a move, even right becomes wrong!"

Hearing Caiyi’s furious accusation, Fan Chuyu turned around and directly transmitted his voice to Caiyi and Ye Zhen, his face lighting up with a triumphant smile.

"Is that so?"

Ye Zhen glanced at the distance between himself and Fan Chuyu, about twenty miles, and at the distance between Fan Chuyu and the many Elders of the Qiyun Sect, casually curling his lips, "There are still ten miles to go!"

"What do you think you can do, what can you even do?" If it weren’t for keeping up appearances, Fan Chuyu would have laughed aloud by now. What if your strength is great, you are still trapped by me, aren’t you?

Ye Zhen didn’t speak; by a mere thought, the War Soul Blood Flag stirred in his embrace. Two streaks of blood light merged into the bodies of the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub and Ye Zhen. In an instant, Ye Zhen’s Divine Soul Power soared rapidly, and the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub’s damaged Divine Soul Power also surged back to normal!

Whoosh!

The Cloud Winged Tiger leapt forward, its body swelling in the wind, immediately returning to its true size. Without Ye Zhen’s prompting, the Cloud Winged Tiger slid under him, its form buoying upward, carrying Ye Zhen as they chased after Fan Chuyu.

In almost the time it takes to breathe, the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub’s speed escalated to six or seven thousand miles. This was still with the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub flying injured.

With such flying speed, it directly tripled Fan Chuyu’s speed.

Ye Zhen, riding the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub, leisurely drew the Green Wing Divine Bow, and under the blessing of the War Soul Blood Flag, his Divine Soul Power surged, instantaneously materializing three Green Wing Spirit Arrows.

With both arms flexing with power, the bowstring of the Green Wing Divine Bow thrummed, drawn into a full moon.

In the span of two or three breaths, Fan Chuyu flew a further five miles at high speed, closing the distance between him and the Sect Elders to five miles. But just as Fan Chuyu felt ecstatic, a terrifying sensation suddenly surged from behind him.

Turning his head in that instant, Fan Chuyu saw a gigantic Cloud Winged Tiger furiously chasing from behind, and he could even clearly see the tiger whiskers at the corner of the Cloud Winged Tiger’s mouth.

"This fast?"

The twenty-mile safety distance had been closed to within ten miles.

"What is that?" Almost simultaneously, Fan Chuyu saw the Green Wing Divine Bow in Ye Zhen’s hands.

"You dare!" Realizing Ye Zhen’s intention, Fan Chuyu roared furiously.

"Why wouldn’t I?"

As Ye Zhen coldly smiled, his fingers gently loosened.

Whizz whizz whizz!

Three Green Wing Spirit Arrows simultaneously left the bowstring. Due to their extreme speed, the sounds of the arrows cutting through the air merged into one, forming an incredibly loud and shrill sound.

"Save me!"

Fan Chuyu’s shrill cry for help rang out. As his cry echoed, the Spiritual Power around his body fully erupted, gathering on the Protective Spirit Gang Qi around him.

Five miles away, the high-level members of the Qiyun Sect, standing quietly because of the startling news, watched this scene, their expressions suddenly changing.

"A mid-grade Precious Bow?!"

"What is Ye Zhen doing? He dares to harm a fellow disciple in front of us, does he no longer care about the Sect’s rules?" Second Elder Jis Che bellowed furiously.

As he roared, Second Elder Jis Che dashed like lightning toward Fan Chuyu, intending to save him.

To everyone’s surprise, the strongest Sect Leader Guo Qijing and the fastest Liao Feibai made no move to intervene.

The Green Wing Spirit Arrows moved at an extreme speed.

The nearly ten-mile distance was covered in an instant. If it had been a bit closer, Fan Chuyu might not have had any time to react.

Boom!

The three Green Wing Spirit Arrows almost simultaneously struck Fan Chuyu. As the fierce energy light burst, Fan Chuyu’s Protective Spirit Gang Qi was annihilated, and the hissing sound of arrows piercing flesh abruptly rang out.

A Green Wing Spirit Arrow exploded on Fan Chuyu’s left shoulder, creating a bloody hole, yet it was only a flesh wound. Most shockingly, however, was the arrow aimed at Fan Chuyu’s chest.

Fan Chuyu’s right arm was crossed over his chest. The flesh on his right forearm had been completely blown away, revealing stark white bones. Even on that bone, there was a small pit one finger deep, almost penetrating it.

At the critical moment, Fan Chuyu used his right arm to block the fatal arrow from Ye Zhen. After all, Fan Chuyu’s well-accomplished Acquired Spiritual Body was not for show, however, as robust as his arm bones were, had the arrow struck his ribcage near his heart, it would inevitably have exploded.

As Fan Chuyu stimulated his entire body’s Spiritual Power to receive Ye Zhen’s killing blow, his flying speed almost halted. Meanwhile, Ye Zhen, riding the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub, was still rapidly approaching Fan Chuyu.

In the time it took Fan Chuyu to get struck by the arrow, the distance between Ye Zhen and Fan Chuyu had already shortened to five miles and was still rapidly closing.

A red seal suddenly emerged from Ye Zhen’s chest, and upon seeing this red seal, endless terror suddenly surged in Fan Chuyu’s eyes.

The day before, he had personally witnessed the terror of this small red seal—a killing move that could contend with his master, Hong Banjiang’s, Spirit Sword Mountain!

"Elders, save me!"

If Fan Chuyu’s earlier call for help still contained some elements of play-acting, this time his hoarse shout was utterly earnest, his voice even cracking in his desperation.

"Ye Zhen, stop!"

"I’m coming to save you!"

As he charged forward, the Second Elder Jis Che bellowed in anger. Despite his rant, his speed was still far behind the swiftness of the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub.

In the time it took for the arrow to be released, Ye Zhen had already closed the gap to five miles between him and Fan Chuyu. However, Second Elder Jis Che had covered less than three miles and was still two miles away from Fan Chuyu.

Sometimes, a distance of two miles is the difference between life and death.

"Go!"

With a light shout, Ye Zhen’s Red Jade Seal, as fast as the Green Winged Spirit Arrow, flew out toward Fan Chuyu.

"Sect Leader, save me!"

Fan Chuyu’s cries were filled with heartrending despair, and the Protective Spirit Force around his body flared up again at that moment.

However, what awaited him was just one word from Ye Zhen.

"Explode!"

At that moment, Second Elder Jis Che’s eyes looked as if they might split open from rage, "Ye Zhen, how dare you disregard the sect rules!"

Amid his roar, Second Elder Jis Che threw a punch, and an incredibly fierce Fist Gang blasted towards Ye Zhen’s Red Jade Seal.

Upon hearing Fan Chuyu’s cry for help, Sect Leader Guo Qijing’s expression intensified, and after being silent for a long while, he finally took action—a Green Jade Handprint suddenly protruded from behind his head.

Boom!

The Red Jade Seal suddenly burst apart, and the terrifying explosion shockwave of the Red Jade Seal spread out like water ripples, along with it, scattered Fan Chuyu’s head, which soared high, turning into blood and bone fragments...

As for Fan Chuyu’s Protective Gang, it was directly annihilated in an instant by the explosion of the Red Jade Seal.

In the sky, as Fan Chuyu’s head soared high, his eyes were still wide open in rage, filled with terror, unwillingness, and confusion.

He couldn’t understand why Ye Zhen would dare to act under these circumstances.

Wasn’t Ye Zhen afraid of the sect’s punishments?

Just as Fan Chuyu’s head was thrown into the air, Sect Leader Guo Qijing’s Green Jade Handprint came crashing down, and with a light squeeze, the shockwave from the recent explosion of the Red Jade Seal was erased into nothingness.

Almost simultaneously, the Fist Gang furiously launched by Second Elder Jis Che also rushed past.

Perhaps it was Ye Zhen’s bad luck or the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub’s speed being too fast, but in that delayed moment, it inadvertently became the target of Second Elder Jis Che’s launched Fist Gang.

"Not good!"

"Be careful!"

"Ye Zhen be careful!"

At that moment, the elders of the Qiyun Sect shouted in alarm, their faces full of shock, even Sect Leader Guo Qijing’s face suddenly showed deep concern, and his Green Jade Handprint, now powerless, was too late to offer any help.

Ye Zhen was only at the Second Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, while Second Elder Jis Che was at the peak of the Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm.

This Fist Gang, though merely thrown out as an emergency, was not something Ye Zhen could simply receive.

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, Ye Zhen did not dodge, nor was he cautious; with a single thought to his Divine Sense, he calmly froze in mid-air, his body covered in the flickering light of the Red Jade Spirit Armor.

"Ah, how could this be?" Grand Elder Lut Changchuan was so frustrated he almost wanted to spit blood, unable to fathom how such a thing could happen.

One True Disciple had just fallen, and now another most outstanding True Disciple was about to be mistakenly killed by one of their own elders. Was this the end for our Qiyun Sect?

Bang!

Second Elder Jis Che’s Fist Gang fiercely slammed into Ye Zhen’s chest, emitting a violent boom, the light of intermingling Spiritual Power suddenly burst into pieces.

Watching this unfold, nearly all the elders silently lamented, some even unable to bear watching, shut their eyes—except for Liao Feibai.

In an instant, Sect Leader Guo Qijing’s eyes widened in shock. If Ye Zhen was mistakenly killed by Second Elder Jis Che, as the Sect Leader, he really would spit blood.

Suddenly, Guo Qijing’s gaze shifted, the swiftly approaching Caiyi, watching this scene, seemed as unconcerned as if nothing was happening, her expression devoid of any worry. And the relationship between Caiyi and Ye Zhen?

"Could it be?"

The next instant, as the glow dissipated, the elders of Qiyun Sect, half-squinting their eyes, were immediately stunned.

"How is this possible?" Sect Leader Guo Qijing exclaimed.

"My goodness, how... how is this possible?" Seventh Elder Zhongli Jing was dumbfounded.

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