The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 559 - 399: Scatter and Escape

Chapter 559: Chapter 399: Scatter and Escape

Li Yi coughed up blood in large mouthfuls, being swiftly whisked away by Good Wings, distancing themselves from those three unfamiliar powerhouses. His body was nearly cleaved in two, with blood splattering and flesh turning over, and even his silvery bones were split apart. Their strengths were simply not on the same level; if the opponent had struck slightly harder, he would have lost his life right there.

"The opponent’s strength is definitely at the Spirit God Realm, a level of cultivator I haven’t even encountered at Golden Academy..." At this moment, his heart was filled with immense rage, not because he had been defeated—as losing to a stronger opponent was normal—but because he had just watched Zhang Lei die before his eyes, completely powerless to do anything about it.

He didn’t even have the chance to fight to the death.

"Dammit."

Li Yi was not willing to accept this; his martial artist temperament made it unbearable for him to witness such events unfold, just like how he had helplessly watched investigator Wang Jian being beaten to death before him.

But his grievously wounded body rendered him extraordinarily weak at this moment.

Blood loss was significant, and without prompt medical treatment, his life was in critical danger.

Good Wings carried Li Yi back near the building, handing him over to Lin Yue.

Seeing his condition, Lin Yue’s face changed color and she quickly covered his wounds in an attempt to stop the bleeding, urgently saying, "Quick, use the life restoration pod, only it can save him from such an injury, if we delay, you will die."

"Zhang Lei is dead, the opponents are foes not friends, and very strong, cough cough, if we don’t think of a way, it’s nearly impossible for us to escape, those three are enough to lock down Tianchang City, no single movement can escape their eyes, now the only way is to open up that golden coffin and release the fierce ghost inside."

"That ghost has a ghost realm, with some luck it might trap them, and at the very least buy us some time."

Despite his injuries, Li Yi’s mind was clear, immediately thinking of the only chance they had to survive.

"Stop worrying about that for now, it’s important that you stay alive first," Lin Yue said.

At that moment, the storage magic artifact on Li Yi lit up, a golden coffin and a life restoration pod appeared before them. He gazed at Lin Yue and Zhao Lingfu among others saying, "You should know the consequences of releasing my mother, but remember, as long as you cooperate with me in this act, it won’t target you, and I have a way to make amends."

With that said, he lay down in the life restoration pod.

As the machine started up.

His profound wounds began to heal at a visible rate, and the blood soon stopped.

However, this scene was sharply captured by the three unknown powerhouses in the distance.

"Such a severe injury, although not fatal, would have caused disability. What is this thing? It has healed the body in such a short time, it’s unthinkable, that thing isn’t even a magic artifact, it seems like some kind of precision instrument," the woman in palace attire sensed the scene inside the life restoration pod.

She was somewhat surprised, because the speed of healing was terrifying, it wasn’t an ordinary precious magic artifact.

"It seems I’ve underestimated this world, but I’ve taken a fancy to this device, it’s mine now," the man in white, his demeanor cold, declared his intention to seize it.

But he was stopped by Tian Xuzi, "The opponent isn’t strong, can he even escape? Can’t you help deal with this tricky situation first? It seems he took a hit from me and is still unscathed."

Indeed.

As his words fell, a figure emerged from the aftermath of the energy, indeed unharmed, and even his clothing was intact. This scene defied common sense, even for those who were widely experienced, could not fathom the mechanism, and Tian Xuzi, having performed a Soul Search on Zhang Lei, acquired many memory fragments.

But none of the fragments explained this situation.

"Are you all this impolite? Crossing into another realm and thinking of killing right away, such a good director lost his life just because of talking with you, if you just want to fight, I can accompany you, after all since my debut, I have never lost a fight, but don’t touch my fighter jet, I only have one of these, I still need it for traveling later, there’s nowhere to fix it if it’s damaged," said the young man standing in midair, his gaze coldly piercing, his body flickering uncertainly, appearing quite young, about twenty or so, wearing a T-shirt adorned with a ferocious dog baring its teeth, its eyes blood red, seemingly about to leap out and attack, extremely vicious.

"Can’t even maintain stable float, and you dare to challenge us with such little cultivation? Truly ignorant of the vastness of the sky," the man in white, his expression cold, without another word, stretched out his palm and immediately formed a Dharma Seal.

In an instant.

Boom!

A bolt of purple thunder fell from the sky, striking the brash young man in an instant.

"Excellent thunder technique, truly deserving of the Principal of Shenxiao Sect, Young Master Chang Feng’s reputation is indeed no falsehood," Tian Xuzi couldn’t help but praise.

However, this white-clothed man, known as Young Master Chang Feng, was not swayed by this flattering remark, his expression slightly somber, because after the purple thunder fell, the young man struggling to even fly remained standing in midair, unharmed, and even after the thunder dissipated, he was still intact.

Even his odd short-sleeved shirt was unscathed.

"Used no defensive magic artifact, nor did he counter with any spell, just used his pure physical body to withstand my Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, who exactly are you?" Young Master Chang Feng asked coldly, on full alert.

He suspected that this might be some old monster disguising their strength, making a fool out of him.

But sensing with his Divine Sense, the opponent’s life force was vigorous and very young, showing no signs of old age qi, not like an old monster pretending to be weak.

"Forgot to mention to you, I have been blessed by a god, my body indestructible. In terms you might understand better, I’m impervious to all methods," Yang Wei slowly said.

"A world that has just seen the resurgence of spiritual energy after the era of decline could give birth to a divine being who is immune to all laws? What an exaggerated claim, I will cut you down."

Suddenly, Young Master Chang Feng shouted. He felt that this person in front of him was mocking him. Immediately, with a flick of his finger, a brilliant sword light soared into the sky.

A purple treasure sword flew out from his body.

This purple sword seemed to be condensed from lightning, with electric arcs intertwined and runes flickering.

"The Purple Light Sword from Purple Cloud Sect? No, that’s not right, it’s a replica. Although it’s a replica, its quality has reached the upper grade of Magic Artifacts, and it has been strengthened with a superior Purple Cloud Divine Talisman. When combined, even without an Immortal Artifact, Young Master Chang Feng holding the Purple Light Treasure Sword is enough to dominate the Xuanxian Continent."

The woman in palace attire seemed to have substantial experience; she quickly recognized the treasure sword in the hands of Young Master Chang Feng and showed a surprised expression on her face.

For this cross-dimensional journey, it was unexpected that the chief of Purple Cloud Sect was so well-prepared.

Indeed, a grand sect with three thousand years of heritage is extraordinary and profoundly deep.

As the Purple Light Sword appeared, the cosmic energy around it instantly became violent, rushing crazily toward the sword.

The sword, like a machine starting up, absorbed massive amounts of nearby abundant energy. With the energy absorption, the sky suddenly filled with dense thunderclouds and interwoven lightning, and thunderbolts struck down, all converging on the Purple Light Treasure Sword. The surrounding area burst into strong winds and roaring sounds continuously.

The moment all the thunder and lightning struck down swiftly, with a tremendous heavenly might, the white-robed Young Master Chang Feng stretched out his hand towards Yang Wei.

The upper-grade Magic Artifact, Purple Light Sword, slashed down in an instant.

From a distance, it looked like an indestructible beam of sword light triggering dozens or hundreds of lightning bolts, all striking the same point simultaneously.

The power erupted in that instant was astonishing; even Tian Xuzi and the woman in palace attire turned pale, fearing being affected, and couldn’t help but retreat twenty meters.

Such a move was unreserved and aimed to kill the opponent with full force.

"Will the opponent die?"

However, facing this peculiar native, Tian Xuzi and the woman in palace attire were unsure. After all, the words spoken by the native were somewhat daunting. What if this native wasn’t boasting and was truly blessed by a deity, acquiring this unbelievable ability?

But, true or false, they would know after Young Master Chang Feng’s strike.

That was the upper-grade Magic Artifact, Purple Light. No cultivator dared say they could withstand it and remain unharmed.

When the lightning struck, everything nearby turned to scorched earth, the ground cracked, and the terrifying thunder light could devour everything. No living being could survive.

The strike was fierce but disappeared just as quickly.

When the residual energy was exhausted.

Yang Wei was still standing upright in mid-air, his figure fluctuating slightly, still somewhat struggling to control his levitation, even his short sleeves were intact.

"This is impossible, what kind of monster are you?" Young Master Chang Feng, witnessing this scene, his eyes bulged, he lost his previous calm and instinctively backed away several steps, a hint of panic and unease rising in his heart.

If the opponent was unharmed, he wouldn’t be so flustered.

But the opponent was completely intact, even his clothes weren’t damaged. This was definitely not normal.

Could it really be as this person claimed, that he was blessed by a deity, becoming invincible to all laws?

"A monster? You have good eyesight to spot that." Yang Wei wasn’t angry; instead, he grinned, "Then let me show you what a real monster is..."

However, before he could finish his words.

Young Master Chang Feng suddenly turned around, and ran away, sparing no mana at all, his whole body transformed into a streak of purple lightning, fleeing towards the distant horizon, apparently aiming to leave Tianchang City and escape this world.

This was Purple Cloud Sect’s Purple Light Escape, only used when fleeing for one’s life. Although it’s extremely fast, enabling one to escape in an instant, it consumes all the mana in the body in one go, leaving no strength to deal with subsequent dangers.

"Split and run."

Tian Xuzi and the woman in palace attire glanced at each other at this moment, drawing on years of experience, they immediately made a decision.

Without a word.

The two people transformed into fleeing lights, one to the left and the other to the right.

"You haven’t even finished speaking, no manners at all, what kind of scattering and escaping, it’s all just a last-minute illusion before death," said Yang Wei with an indifferent gaze, seemingly devoid of any emotions.

On the front of his short sleeve, unknown when the imprint of the fierce dog had disappeared.