Because he possessed the World Will, Yang Kai was bound to attract the attention of all the Demon Race Half Saints, and Cang Mo’s plan to lure the pursuers here was undoubtedly to use Yang Kai’s strength to escape.
Just think about it, if those Demon Race Half-Saints saw Yang Kai here, how could they be interested in Cang Mo? They would probably immediately rush over and kill Yang Kai first. During this time, Cang Mo could easily escape.
Thinking up to this point, Yang Kai’s face suddenly became cold. There were many friction between him and Cang Mo, and when he first entered the Profound Heaven Temple, Cang Mo had even used the excuse that Yang Kai’s cultivation was insufficient to prevent him from entering the Profound Heaven Temple to participate in the struggle for the Great Dao. In the end, it was Li Wuyi who had stood up to him and made the final decision.
The enmity between him and Cang Mo was neither big nor small, but it was true that both of them disliked each other. If they were to meet in this Profound Heaven Temple alone, Yang Kai estimated that he and Cang Mo would not be able to coexist peacefully and would have to separate.
Sensing Cang Mo’s arrival, Yang Kai even considered whether he should take this opportunity to kill him.
However, considering that the number of Star Boundary’s Pseudo Emperors was no less than that of the Demon Race’s Half-Saint, Yang Kai decided to drop the subject. Right now, the overall situation was more important.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures that were rushing towards Yang Kai’s direction had already appeared in front of him, and the distance between them was rapidly shrinking. Looking around, Cang Mo’s face was somewhat pale, as if he had suffered some kind of injury. The other Pseudo Emperor accompanying him was a middle-aged man, and Yang Kai remembered that he was one of the commanders of the Second Army Corps, surnamed Feng.
Compared to Cang Mo, Feng’s condition was even worse. One of his arms was hanging limply by his side, swaying back and forth as he flew, a large amount of blood still dripping from his chest.
It was likely that Cang Mo and this Feng man had fought against a Half-Saint from the Demon Race, but in the end, they had both suffered a great loss.
Behind the two of them were four Demon Race Half-Saints. The one in the lead had an imposing aura and a fierce aura. His body was covered in a thick corpse aura and wherever he passed, the trees would rapidly wither. This Corpse Demon was none other than Jia Long, whom Li Wuyi had told Yang Kai to pay attention to!
During the War of the Two Worlds, Li Wuyi had fought with Jia Long three times, but was unable to do anything to him. This showed just how strong Jia Long was, and Li Wuyi had also said that this fellow was probably the strongest amongst all the Half-Saints of the Demon Race, slightly stronger than the other Half-Saints of the Demon Race. He was also the biggest enemy of the Star Boundary in this Great Dao struggle.
In addition to Jia Long, the remaining three Demon Race Half Saints all came from different races. One was a Bone Demon, one was a Succubus, and the other was a Feather Demon. All of them had extraordinary strength and their Demonic Qi surged as Jia Long chased after Cang Mo and Feng.
A moment later, the man surnamed Feng, who had been fleeing together with Cang Mo, suddenly raised his head and saw a person rushing towards them, a look of surprise appearing on his face. When he saw the face of this person, the man surnamed Feng quickly shouted, “Sir Yang, run!”
Contrary to Cang Mo’s intention to cause trouble, Feng’s first reaction when he saw Yang Kai was to ask him to flee together with him. After all, he and Cang Mo were both injured, and there were more than four pursuers behind them. Even if Yang Kai’s current strength was comparable to a Half-Saint, he wouldn’t have a chance to turn the situation around. If Yang Kai rashly came to rescue them, not only would he be unable to save them, but he would also be trapped.
Hearing Feng’s words, Yang Kai’s cold expression immediately eased up and he smiled at him.
If Cang Mo was the only one being chased, Yang Kai wouldn’t have come to rescue him. Although he had to consider the overall situation in the Profound Heaven Temple, Yang Kai didn’t care too much about the life and death of a person who harbored malicious intent at all times. Being able to live was his good fortune, and dying was also something he deserved.
However, Cang Mo had another Army Commander with him, so Yang Kai couldn’t just sit back and watch.
Before the final moment of the Great Dao struggle, Yang Kai didn’t want to face Jia Long head-on. Although there were still three elite force hidden in his Mysterious Small World, and with Cang Mo and Feng, they would immediately gain an advantage in numbers, if they really fought, no one would be able to gain an advantage. At this moment, Yang Kai’s plan was to catch the two of them, place them in his Mysterious Small World, and then teleport away.
There were many restrictions in the Profound Heaven Palace, and the Great Emperor Divine Ability in the Commander’s Token could not be activated, the Space Spirit Bead could not be used, and even his teleportation was greatly suppressed, but if he really wanted to escape, no matter how strong Jia Long was, there was nothing he could do.
Under Feng’s puzzled gaze, Yang Kai quickly approached.
“Really step through the iron shoes, with no place to find, only to get it here without any effort!” A thunderous voice rang out, and Jia Long, who was chasing after Cang Mo and Feng, stared at Yang Kai with a look of pleasant surprise, a grin appearing on his face, “Little bastard, you’ve really made this king search for you!”
It wasn’t just Jia Long who was looking for Yang Kai, all the Half-Saints from the Demon Race were also looking for him, but because the Profound Heaven Temple was too big, there were very few opportunities for them to encounter each other. Moreover, during this time, Yang Kai had been hiding three elite force while fishing. Even if a Half-Saint encountered Yang Kai, it wasn’t because they were lucky, but because they were extremely unlucky.
However, for Jia Long, encountering Yang Kai at this time was indeed a pleasant surprise. Not only was his strength tyrannical, but he also had three other Demon Race Half-Saints with him. As long as he could slightly hinder Yang Kai, there was a good chance he could keep him here.
As he spoke, Jia Long’s body suddenly trembled as a torrential Corpse Qi surged out from his burly body and spread out like a dark cloud, quickly catching up to the two fleeing Pseudo Emperors.
Cang Mo and the man surnamed Feng’s expressions both changed. Only now did they realize that they had underestimated Jia Long’s strength. It wasn’t that he couldn’t catch up to them, it was just that he didn’t want to use too much strength. Now that he had seen Yang Kai, it was clear he wanted to end this battle quickly, regardless of the cost.
As the Corpse Qi surged towards them, it seemed as if it wanted to seal off the world. Cang Mo and Feng couldn’t help swaying a little as the Corpse Qi rushed towards them, causing them to lose their footing. This caused their expressions to change greatly as they desperately circulated their Emperor Qi to resist the Corpse Qi.
With a burst of killing intent, a stream of Qi locked onto the fleeing Cang Mo, and with a light swish, an arrow pierced through the air.
Cang Mo’s expression changed drastically! Although he was trying his best to escape, he didn’t even turn around to see what was happening. It was obvious that it was the Feather Demon attacking him.
Although this arrow was rushed and did not take his life, if he was delayed by this arrow, it was highly likely he would be trapped here forever.
At this critical moment, Cang Mo grit his teeth and reached out to grab Feng’s shoulder.
The man surnamed Feng was startled and stared, “Sir Cang?”
Cang Mo’s face was expressionless as he said in a low voice, “I’m sorry!” He exerted strength in his hand, grabbed the man surnamed Feng, and threw him behind him. Under the stunned gaze of the man surnamed Feng, he quickly rushed forward.
With a light crackling sound, the man surnamed Feng’s body trembled as he felt his strength rapidly deplete. Looking down, he saw an arrow pierce through his chest. The Demonic Qi on the arrow was corroding his flesh, causing the wound to rapidly expand.
When he looked up again, Cang Mo was already several dozen kilometers away.
It was as if only at this moment did he realize what had happened. In an instant, the expression on his face became extremely brilliant and many of his emotions changed, eventually transforming into endless grief and indignation as he roared, “Old Dog Cang Mo, you will die a miserable death!”
He had never imagined that in this struggle for the Great Dao, he would be plotted against by his companions, and the one who plotted against him was only trying to seize the opportunity to escape.
With his own strength, although he was injured, it wasn’t necessarily impossible for him to dodge this arrow. Although the Feather Demon's bow skill was terrifying, this arrow had been released in a hurry not to kill the enemy but to obstruct them. Who could have expected such a pleasant surprise?
For a time, the expressions of the several Demon Race masters became somewhat strange.
With a swoosh, Jia Long and the three Demon Race Half-Saints flew past the man surnamed Feng and stretched out their hands.
By the time they arrived, the head of the man surnamed Feng had already disappeared, his headless body swaying as blood spurted from his neck.
“Cang Mo!” Yang Kai grit his teeth and roared. He had witnessed what had happened just now, and while his heart was filled with shock, his killing intent surged like a tide.
He had already come to receive them. As long as he was given another three breaths of time, he would be able to arrive at his destination. At that time, he would be able to take Cang Mo and Feng back to the Mysterious Small World. Whether he wanted to leave or stay, no matter how strong Jia Long was, as long as he didn’t seal off the space he was in, there was nothing he could do.
Three breaths was only three breaths, but it had allowed him to see the ugliness of human nature.
For the sake of his own survival, he didn’t care about the lives of his companions at all. It could even be said that Feng had died at Cang Mo’s hands. Feather Demon Half-Saint’s arrow didn’t have the ability to take either of their lives, but unfortunately, Cang Mo had been scared out of his wits by his pursuers and used his companions as a shield.
“Kill!” Yang Kai’s eyes turned blood red as he roared, grabbed his Azure Dragon Spear and thrust it towards Cang Mo.
After grabbing his companion and throwing him behind him, Cang Mo realized what was about to happen, so he didn’t run in Yang Kai’s direction but instead turned around and fled.
In any case, the Demon Race’s Half Saints behind him had already discovered Yang Kai. In comparison, Cang Mo was certain that the Demon Race’s interest in Yang Kai was greater, so they shouldn’t pursue him anymore. As long as Yang Kai could attract the attention of the Demon Race, he would be able to relax.
He didn’t expect Yang Kai to act like this.
Yang Kai shot out his spear from several dozen kilometers away, ignoring the barrier between space and distance, instantly arriving in front of Cang Mo.
A dragon roar rang out, causing Cang Mo’s expression to change drastically. In his vision, he saw a giant Azure Dragon rushing towards him, opening its bloody mouth as if it wanted to swallow him whole. A cold light flashed across its dragon teeth, as if it could easily crush him to pieces.
TO BE CONTINNUED...
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