Chapter 463 The Mastermind
Yu Zhiyi had no time to pay attention to the situation in the city. The nearest teleportation point was only a few dozen miles away from Shoushi City, and she could reach it in the blink of an eye by flying on her sword.
As she was flying, her heart suddenly began to pound.
That suffocating feeling returned, and she had to muster almost all her strength to resist it, barely managing to control the flying sword and deflect it from its direction.
But it didn't work.
The attack was relentless and eventually reached Yu Zhiyi.
Bang!
Yu Zhiyi landed heavily on the ground, creating a deep crater.
She managed to climb out of the pit and looked up to see a person wearing a black cloak hovering in mid-air.
There were no flying swords or any flying magical artifacts beneath his feet.
Transformation Realm.
Yu Zhiyi's pupils contracted.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and slowly walked out of the pit: "So you're the mastermind behind Fairy Fengxu's failed tribulation eight hundred years ago?"
The man didn't answer, but casually unleashed an attack.
His attack seemed to lack any method or skill, and even appeared to use very little force, yet it was still fatal in Yu Zhiyi's eyes.
Yu Zhiyi had to muster almost all her strength to barely dodge again.
The man, like a cat toying with a mouse, felt no anger, but instead pushed her back into trouble after she had just escaped.
His attacks were very leisurely, but Yu Zhiyi had to mobilize all her strength each time just to barely avoid losing her life.
You won't die, but you will get hurt.
The man's attacks became faster and stronger, and before she knew it, Yu Zhiyi had lost her composure, her golden Samsara Eyes nowhere to hide.
The man in the black cloak stopped what he was doing and spoke for the first time since they met: "As expected, you and she are both immortal bodies that are rare to see even once in ten thousand years!"
Yu Zhiyi: "?"
Unfortunately, the man wasn't prepared to answer her questions; his teasing was just to force her to reveal her golden eyes.
Now that he had achieved his goal, he didn't intend to waste any more time. He stretched out his hand, and an invisible force swept over him.
Yu Zhiyi used all her spiritual power to resist, but she still couldn't help but fly into the air.
The Qingfeng Sword in his hand was of no use whatsoever.
In a flash, Yu Zhiyi sheathed the Qingfeng Sword and took out a black long staff.
With the long staff in her hand, she seemed to gain boundless power.
"roll!"
Using the upward force, Yu Zhiyi raised the stick with both hands and smashed it out with force.
The black staff left a black afterimage, as if carrying immense force, and slammed down on the black cloak.
The man in the black cloak let out a soft "Huh," but he didn't take Yu Zhiyi seriously, nor did he take the attack seriously. He watched the afterimage approach him casually, as if he were watching a rat make a desperate last stand before it died.
It looked so fierce, so tragic.
But it doesn't cause the cat any harm.
This confidence lasted until the stick struck him.
Bang.
The figure in the black cloak trembled violently and was sent flying dozens of meters away.
Even through the black cloak, Yu Zhiyi could sense his bewilderment.
She was quite confused too.
However, she knew very well that this was not the time to be daydreaming, so she turned and ran without hesitation.
Logically, she should have taken advantage of his illness to kill him, but she was all too aware of the gap between herself and that person.
If the opponent is at the Nascent Soul stage, with the Black Stick's support and the Golden Reincarnation Eye, she might still have a chance to turn the tables.
But the other party is someone who can bring down even a half-immortal from his pedestal, so his strength must be unfathomable.
She wasn't arrogant enough to think she was more powerful than the Fairy of Wind and Catkins.
However, her reaction speed was not slow, and her opponent's was just as fast.
He was stunned for only a moment before he teleported to Yu Zhiyi's side.
Yu Zhiyi had clearly mobilized all her spiritual power to increase her speed, but she was still no match for him.
She couldn't even see how the other person moved before they grabbed the back of her collar.
Her spiritual energy froze in that instant, and she could no longer use it to do anything.
"I never expected that even a tiny ant could bite me. You're much more interesting than your ancestor."
Immediately, he sighed as if regretting, "What a pity, their strength is too poor."
"If you grow a bit more, even if you break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, with the support of this powerful weapon, you might be able to fight me to a standstill."
As he spoke, he reached out to seize Yu Zhiyi's weapon.
don't want!
Yu Zhiyi was resisting with her whole body.
The black stick was also affected by her, almost becoming one with her hand, and the man couldn't pull it out for a while.
The man in the black cloak raised an eyebrow: "Quite stubborn."
He gave Yu Zhiyi a cold look: "Since your hands are so disobedient, then get rid of them."
As he spoke, he was about to chop off Yu Zhiyi's hand.
The moment his attack landed, a powerful shockwave erupted from the black staff.
Caught off guard, the man in the black cloak was once again blown away by the shockwave.
Yu Zhiyi realized she could move again, and without bothering to look back at the other person's condition, she flew away on her sword once more.
The man in the black cloak watched Yu Zhiyi's retreating figure with a sinister look: "You ungrateful little worm, I originally wanted to let you live a few more days, but since you insist on going to hell, then die."
Anyway, once she dies, the stick will be ownerless.
At that time, no matter what grade of treasure it is, it will become his possession.
Just like the Wuwang Lock.
Unfortunately, the Wuwang Lock was destroyed.
Thinking of the destroyed immortal artifact, his destructive desires grew even stronger.
Yu Zhiyi flew several thousand meters away in the blink of an eye, and the person did not chase after her.
She was secretly delighted.
Did that person give up the chase?
The moment that thought crossed his mind, a sudden omen of death loomed over him.
She felt a chill in her chest at first, followed by a warmth.
She looked down and discovered that the tip of a sword had somehow pierced through her chest.
Several kilometers ahead, the master and his party were arriving in Lingzhou.
Yu Zhiyi opened her mouth as if to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word because blood started flowing from her mouth.
She reached out her hand, but couldn't grasp anything.
The flying sword, having lost control, plummeted and created another huge crater.
On the flying boat.
Hongchan Zhenren's eyes widened in fury: "Yi'er!"
Before Master Dongwei could make a move, she leaped down, her bloodshot eyes blazing with hatred, and her aura surging upwards.
In a flash, she thought of many things.
She spent her entire life fighting against demons. In order to eliminate demons, she neglected her disciples, and even her sixth disciple was left to fend for himself.
She believed that the people of the Heavenly Mystery Sect possessed the ability to see through fate and could always escape the hardships and calamities bestowed upon them by destiny.
In fact, her disciples did a very good job, escaping death every time and successfully sealing the demons, thus maintaining a peaceful atmosphere in the Hidden Realm.
Until eighteen years ago, Tianyin unexpectedly perished.
When Hongchan Zhenren arrived after receiving the news, she only saw limbs scattered all over the ground.
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