Supreme Emptiness
Chapter 806: Captured

Chapter 806: Chapter 806: Captured

Almost simultaneously.

From beneath the Spirit Beast Sect came a roar that shook the mountains and rivers.

The massive mountain.

Split into two, blasted apart by an unstoppable force of the absolute pinnacle.

A colossal shadow radiating boundless ferocity burst forth.

Its blood-moon eyes swept over and fixed on Carefree Master... No, it was staring in Jiang Fan’s direction!

Without hesitation, it stepped into the void and gave chase.

Shhhh——

At the edge of the heavens.

Jiang Fan, having used Cloud Shadow eight times in succession.

Materialized nearly three hundred miles away.

This area was a hilly region.

A small village dotted the river in the distance.

It was dusk.

Smoke curled lazily from the village chimneys.

A shepherd boy rode an old buffalo, blowing a whistle made from willow bark, heading home cheerfully.

The elderly men at the village entrance dispersed, each carrying a small stool as they headed back to their homes.

Jiang Fan’s thoughts shifted, and he took out the Thousand Illusion Crown, placing it on his head.

With the activation of his Spiritual Power, a faint milky-white glow emerged, covering his face.

In an instant, he transformed into a weathered and rough-skinned middle-aged man sun-darkened to a reddish hue.

He then shed his black robes, changing into simple clothes he’d worn long ago.

Feigning nonchalance, he picked up a bundle of firewood and tied it loosely, hefting it onto his shoulder.

Striding casually toward the foot of the mountain.

Boom——

The sky thundered.

The forests of the mountain erupted into fierce winds.

Carefree Master had tracked him here, following the residual traces of Thunder Breath.

Looking down, he spotted a woodcutter not far away.

He descended and landed in front of the man.

"Ahhh! A ghost!"

The woodcutter threw down the pile of firewood from his shoulder in terror and turned to run up the mountain.

Carefree Master touched the left side of his face, which was mangled with brain matter and gore.

With a sinister expression, he roared, "I ask you, did you see anyone just now?"

The woodcutter collapsed to the ground in fright, backing away on his legs and trembling all over, even his lips quivering uncontrollably.

"Someone...?"

"I... I didn’t see anyone..."

Carefree Master was infuriated.

But he didn’t suspect anything.

Jiang Fan had an Invisibility Talisman; deceiving a mountain peasant was far too easy.

Narrowing his eyes, he scanned the surroundings.

Confirming there was no trace of the Invisibility Talisman.

He turned toward the nearby village, snorted from his nose, and sped away as a crimson blur.

Unbeknownst to him.

Not long after he left.

The woodcutter stood up, dusted off his back, and revealed a hint of a sly smile.

"If you’d just suspected my identity for a second, you would’ve noticed something was off."

The Thousand Illusion Crown only worked effectively on Nascent Soul Experts who weren’t deliberately investigating.

Once they harbored suspicion, a glance would reveal the truth.

Swiftly, he dismantled his disguise.

Indeed, as Wu Manyue had said.

Activating the crown’s disguise ability drained Spiritual Power immensely.

In just this short amount of time, half of his Spiritual Power had already been spent!

"If Carefree Master had interrogated me just a bit longer, I’d have slipped up for sure."

He activated the invisibility effect of the Thousand Illusion Crown.

Silently sneaking deeper into the mountain.

This hilly expanse stretched endlessly.

Once inside and well-hidden.

Carefree Master searching for him would be like fishing for a needle in the ocean.

Suddenly.

A loud commotion came from the village at the foot of the mountain.

He took out the Sky Observation Treasure and peered into the village from a distance.

Just one glance, and his expression darkened.

Carefree Master, having found no answers at the village entrance, had casually destroyed an elderly man’s thatched cottage by the roadside.

The old man didn’t escape in time and was crushed beneath the cottage.

His head poking out from the rubble, barely breathing.

The villagers at the entrance were paralyzed in terror.

Soiling themselves.

Some knelt on the ground, begging as if praying to a Bodhisattva.

Carefree Master pointed at them, towering over them as he asked something.

The Sky Observation Treasure had no sound, but it was clear he was asking about Jiang Fan’s whereabouts.

How would the villagers know?

Receiving no useful information.

Carefree Master glanced around the village, his eyes flashing with vicious intent.

He raised his palm swiftly.

Two fire beams flickered wildly in his hand.

Jiang Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

Carefree Master believed Jiang Fan was hiding in the village.

Intent on slaughtering everyone in the village, thinking "Better to kill a thousand wrongly than to let one escape."

And the villagers were completely ignorant of what was about to happen.

The shepherd boy still peeked out from behind his kneeling mother.

Curiously eyeing the fire beams in Carefree Master’s palms.

To him, they looked like firecrackers from the New Year celebrations.

Once they exploded, they were both loud and beautiful.

Entirely unaware.

He was about to face hell on earth.

"Shit!"

"You damned beast!"

Jiang Fan’s eyes burned with rage.

He removed the Thousand Illusion Crown and stood atop the mountain peak, roaring:

"I’m right here!"

"Come chase me if you’ve got the guts!"

Then.

He unsheathed the Purple Sword and decisively soared away on foot.

Just as he flew a few hundred feet.

The spot where he’d stood moments ago was slammed down upon by a terrifying red figure, causing the mountain peak to collapse violently.

The small hill was split wide open.

The ferocious shockwaves surged outward, shaking Jiang Fan mid-air hundreds of feet away, making him plummet from his Flying Sword.

Before he could hit the ground.

A fire beam of apocalyptic destruction shot straight at him.

Jiang Fan’s pupils shrank, and he shouted, "Don’t you care about your grave soil?!"

Shhh——

The fire beam barely changed course, scraping past him mere hundreds of feet away.

Instantly.

Half of his robes were melted away, exposing his skin, red and raw as if boiling.

The debilitating pain made Jiang Fan gasp sharply.

Even the air he inhaled was scorching.

Making it unbearably uncomfortable.

Sensing an explosive figure rushing toward him.

He urgently clenched a Space Storage Device and roared:

"Touch me once, and I’ll crush the Space Storage Device!"

Hum——

Within three feet of him.

Carefree Master’s blazing, fiery hand froze in place.

He narrowed his venomous old eyes, locking onto the Space Storage Device in Jiang Fan’s palm.

With Jiang Fan’s current strength, crushing a Space Storage Device posed no difficulty.

Once the device shattered, everything within would be consumed by spatial destruction.

Originally, Carefree Master wanted to torture Jiang Fan until he was reduced to a wretched state.

Make him beg for life and beg for death!

Then extract the spell for the device bit by bit.

Now, though, he hesitated.

He couldn’t cross Jiang Fan recklessly.

"Hand over the Space Storage Device and hand over the spell!"

"I’ll give you a quick death!"

Carefree Master stared at Jiang Fan, his expression colder than a Hell Beast, resembling a man-eating monster.

Jiang Fan finally collapsed onto the ground.

Clutching the Space Storage Device tightly, he cautiously got up, his face wavering uncertainly.

Carefree Master sneered coldly: "Don’t bother with wishful thinking anymore."

"In front of a Nascent Soul, none of your tricks will work!"

"Before you can make a move, I can kill you!"

Jiang Fan’s heart sank.

These words were painfully true.

No matter how powerful a tactic, it required time to execute.

If he acted recklessly, Carefree Master could preemptively end him.

Utterly and decisively.

After a long silence, Jiang Fan said, "Fine, I’ll give it to you."

"But I need to go somewhere first."

Carefree Master retorted, "Don’t try any tricks, or I swear, I’ll kill you even if I lose the grave soil!"

Slaughtering all his disciples and causing him to end up as a barely human, disfigured wreck!

Today.

Even if the gods descended, Jiang Fan would die!