He's coming, he's really coming.

Even though Jia Xitong couldn't see what was behind her, the feeling of being watched followed her like a shadow.

She fled frantically, then saw a calm, azure expanse and sped towards it. She plunged into the water, like an eel, constantly burrowing towards the deepest part of the seabed.

After all, most cultivators lose half their strength in water, so she thought she would be safe once she hid at the bottom of the sea.

However, the deeper she swam, the more pronounced that inexplicable sense of fear became.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, as if it were about to burst. Fear drove her to act recklessly. Seeing a narrow opening in the deep sea, she swam straight towards it, frantically digging a hole with her hands, and then buried herself in it, trying to hide and escape.

That person really did catch up!

Jia Xitong was buried in the mud, with only one eye showing.

She watched as the man impersonating Shang Yanting slowly approached. He stood just a step away from her, looking around as if searching for her.

When the other person glanced at her, Jia Xitong quickly closed her eyes and didn't even dare to breathe.

The person stopped moving; he seemed to have noticed him.

Jia Xitong suppressed her trembling, but this person instilled in her a fear she had never felt before. She didn't know how much time had passed before the gaze fixed on her finally disappeared. Jia Xitong cautiously opened one eye and saw the person's back receding further and further away.

He didn't notice himself!

Jia Xitong was secretly delighted. Only after his figure disappeared from sight did she crawl out of the mud and swim towards the martial arts territory.

She was going to find Huo Rui... no, to find her host.

A terrifyingly powerful figure has appeared in the Temple of the God of War; this needs to be reported to Shang Yanting beforehand.

Thinking of this, she kicked the water even faster, even wishing she could grow a fish tail.

It doesn't have a fish tail, but it does have dragon horns.

Jia Xitong didn't notice that her dragon horns were glowing in the dim seawater; she only felt that her legs were turning into propellers, and she was swimming incredibly fast.

"Dragon horns".

"So you have dragon blood."

A voice suddenly rang out, and Jia Xitong trembled, then swam even faster. She recognized the voice all too well; it was Shang Yanting's voice, but with a hint of gloom, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

That person caught up again!

It's like a persistent ghost.

Jia Xitong was terrified and tried to leave as quickly as possible. But she couldn't shake off the person behind her; they were always following her closely.

Shang Yanting did it on purpose in the original novel.

He deliberately followed behind her, not to catch her, but simply to keep up with her. He enjoyed watching his prey struggle in fear; he adored her fearful, terrified, and helpless state.

Drive her to the brink of despair, then lead her out of that predicament.

In the original story, Shang Yanting stared at her, disappeared behind her, and then reappeared beside her.

"Aaaaaah!"

Just a moment ago, Jia Xitong saw someone chasing after her, and the next second, Shang Yanting's magnified face was standing right in front of her.

Of course she liked Shang Yanting, but now, seeing his face made her nervous.

fear!

It was terrifying! She took out the Formless Brush and attacked him, directly using her two most powerful talismans.

However, they were all blocked.

His entire body exuded demonic energy, indicating that he was a demonic cultivator. However, the Formless Brush, a nemesis of demonic cultivators, had no ability to attack him.

In the original story, Shang Yanting stood in front of her, his dark eyes revealing anger.

"You actually attacked me?"

"You really don't remember me?"

I remember you, my foot!

Jia Xitong's mind raced. She had never encountered a perverted person who could impersonate someone else before. "Go ahead and kill me or torture me, I'm not afraid of you!"

She bolstered her courage, gripped the Wuxiang Brush tightly in her hand, and prepared to fight to the death with the person in front of her.

"You really are..."

In the original story, Shang Yanting looked at her, his anger reaching its peak, "I am the one..."

Bang--!

Before Shang Yanting could finish speaking, he was suddenly attacked in the water.

The waves swept Jia Xitong up from the water, and she sensed that help had appeared, so she began to struggle to swim upstream.

I saw it!

On the sea, there is Uncle Karl!

Jia Xitong never expected to see Uncle Karl in this godforsaken place. He was sitting on Dokar's back, attacking underwater.

Taking advantage of the churning seawater below, he waved to Jia Xitong.

"Xitong, come here!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong rushed forward, but a furious voice echoed from the abyss below, "Trying to leave?"

Upon hearing this voice, even Karl, who was stronger than the Martial Saint, felt his legs go weak. The bestial instincts within him almost made him collapse and submit.

Uncle Karl sensed a terrifying power brewing below, and he quickly looked at Jia Xitong, "Xitong, where's that black box I gave you?"

Black box?

Jia Xitong suddenly remembered something she had used before and threw it violently at the person underwater.

Just then, the man was charging up an attack on Uncle Karl when the black box suddenly opened, trapping him inside.

Shang Yanting, the author of the original work, immediately widened his eyes.

Of course he recognizes this thing.

The last time she used it, it was to save him; this time, she used the black box to trap him. Already filled with rage, Shang Yanting's eyes instantly turned red. He looked at Uncle Karl and Dokar beside Jia Xitong and unleashed a black flame at them. The flame was instantly engulfed by the black box, and the cage trapping him began to spin.

"Uncle Carl, have we caught him?"

Jia Xitong didn't believe it was that easy.

"No, let's go!"

Karl picked up Jia Xitong, got into Dorkar, and sped away from there.

Sitting on Dokar's back, he suddenly took out a necklace made of stones and hung it around her neck.

"Uncle Karl, what is this?"

Jia Xitong looked at him, wondering why Uncle Karl was here. The chances of them meeting on such a vast expanse of sea were practically zero.

"Yan Qing sent me."

Karl glanced at the stone necklace around her neck. "This was also sent by Yan Qing through a puppet. He told you to wear it every day to prevent being tracked by demonic cultivators."

Since Xianlong Peak was breached by the people of the Martial God Temple, all the communication talismans suddenly stopped working, causing them to lose contact.

Karl had no idea about their current situation until a few days ago when a puppet suddenly found him. The item was given to him by Yan Qing, and Yan Qing also sent him to rescue the person. According to the puppet, a demon cultist was preparing to destroy the world.

The prophecy of the Temple of Martial Gods was wrong; the demonic cultivators who wanted to destroy the world came from another world.