Hu Le left behind the proverb: "When you encounter soil, go in."
This sand formation, though mysterious, is ultimately still of the earth element.
Perhaps this formation is where everyone's chance of survival lies.
Bian Xiong glanced back at the way he came and saw that the Fiery Ancestor and the others had caught up. He could no longer hesitate.
With a heavy heart, he declared, "Everyone, follow me into the formation."
As he spoke, he charged into the sandstorm. Seeing the sand swirling and flying towards him, Bian Xiong pushed out a cloud of light from the heavens and blocked it in front of him.
Puff puff puff...
Countless grains of sand struck the glow of the sunset, causing it to tremble.
At this moment, Green Horse and the others also entered the formation, each summoning their protective magical treasures to block the incoming sand grains.
This Yellow Sand Formation was created by Yuanji before his rebellion. Bian Xiong, as his friend and senior brother, had some understanding of the formation's operation and changes, and also knew where its life gate was.
After entering the formation, Bian Xiong resisted the attack of the yellow sand while calculating the location of the life gate in the formation.
Leading the group in a charge through the formation, they finally arrived at a gate emitting a yellow light. Bian Xiong's eyes lit up and he leaped out of the gate.
At the same time, he was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
As far as he knew, the changes in the Yellow Sand Formation did not stop there. Even though he was very familiar with the formation, once it activated other changes, he would not be able to escape so easily.
Could it be...
On the other side, Yuanji watched Bian Xiong leap out of the formation and fly away swiftly in his escape light, silently murmuring to himself, "Senior brother, from now on, I owe you nothing..."
Meanwhile, the Fiery Ancestor and the others outside the formation couldn't sit still any longer and glared fiercely at Yuan Ji.
"Fellow Daoist! This is what you meant by 'absolutely foolproof'? How could they have escaped so easily?" Ancestor Tianfeng questioned.
The group had previously calculated the secrets of heaven and devised a plan to encircle them from all sides, intending to completely annihilate Bian Xiong and his group here.
Unexpectedly, the oversight occurred with Yuanji.
They had witnessed the power of the Yellow Sand Formation before; even if they were to enter and survive by sheer luck, they wouldn't be able to get out in such a short time.
This is why everyone was willing to entrust the encirclement to Yuanji.
Unexpectedly, Yuanji's side proved to be so easily defeated.
The implication of holding back is a bit too obvious.
"Gentlemen, you can't blame me! Who knew that Bian Xiong would have made such progress after so many years? I couldn't even keep him here." Yuan Ji said, shrugging. Of course he held back, but he would never admit it.
"You..." Upon seeing this, the Fiery Ancestor's eyes were about to spit fire, but without any evidence, he was speechless for a moment.
Ancestor Tianfeng's expression was also grim. "Fellow Daoist, if we don't chase after him now, that old man Xiong will really escape. As for the rest, we can deal with him when we get back!"
Upon hearing this, the Fiery Ancestor nodded reluctantly and walked side by side with the Heavenly Wind Ancestor around the Yellow Sand Formation, continuing to chase after Bian Xiong.
After the two led their people away, the leader of the other demon clan, the Howling Moon Wolf King, also gave Yuan Ji a malicious look, and then smiled sinisterly: "Please follow me on my way."
Upon hearing this, Yuanji immediately understood that the other party was afraid that he would take the opportunity to escape after everyone left, so they were preparing to drag him along to chase after the people.
This demon king clearly wants to keep him under his nose, waiting to settle scores with him later!
He had already planned this all along, so he wasn't afraid of being tricked. He waved his sleeve and put away the Yellow Sand Formation, then, surrounded by the demons, chased after Bian Xiong in the direction he had left...
"Brother Hu Ledao is absolutely right!"
Just now, Bian Xiong emerged from the Yellow Sand Formation and felt as if the sea was wide enough for fish to leap and the sky was high enough for birds to fly. He recalled the words of wisdom Hu Le had given him earlier and couldn't help but admire them greatly.
However, despite his feelings of relief, he also knew that he was not truly safe yet, and that the Fiery Ancestor and his group would definitely come after him.
So, he rode the escape light, leading everyone in a desperate flight, his figure transforming into light as he sped across the mountains and rivers...
After flying for a long time, the group saw a long river appear before them. Bian Xiong's mind stirred, and he unconsciously stopped his escape.
This long river is called the Yellow River. The north bank belongs to the territory of the Yanhuang tribe, while the south bank is occupied by the Xiayan tribe of Kunyangzi.
Their Chunmu tribe's territory was located south of the Xiayan tribe, and as he fled, he had been flying in the opposite direction from his own tribe.
"Chief! Why did you stop?" Green Horse was right next to Bian Xiong and saw him staring at the Yellow River in a daze, so he couldn't help but ask.
Bian Xiong did not answer, but looked into the river and saw a turbulent, turbulent sea with treacherous waves.
Suddenly, a small boat drifted downstream from the horizon where the water and sky met, and in the blink of an eye, it floated below the group. The boat then spun around and stopped in the middle of the river.
A man sat on the boat, dressed in a purple robe, with a smile on his face, and a bamboo cane shimmering with purple light resting beside his knees.
He was none other than Hu Le.
Upon seeing Hu Le, Bian Xiong felt relieved. He quickly descended to the river surface, stepped on the water, and came to the small boat. He bowed to Hu Le on the boat and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist."
"Hehe! Fellow Daoist, you've arrived far too late!"
Hu Le smiled and gestured for him to enter. Bian Xiong then gently jumped onto the small boat and sat down opposite Hu Le.
The space on the small boat was already small, and the two people sitting there almost took up all the space.
After Green Horse and the others landed, they could only stand on the water.
"Now that I've seen you, fellow Daoist, I can finally put my mind at ease." Bian Xiong patted his chest, then suddenly looked around. "However, are you all alone here? Why didn't you bring Fellow Daoist Xianbao and the others with you?"
"What? Isn't it enough that I'm here?" Hu Le chuckled lightly.
"But the enemy has a large and powerful force, and you alone, I'm afraid..."
"Don't worry, let them handle it."
As Hu Le spoke, he suddenly looked up at the southern horizon, where a group of black dots appeared on the horizon, shooting towards him rapidly.
After a few breaths, the person flew over the Yellow River and stopped above Hu Le and the others.
"Bian Xiong! Why did you stop? Keep running! Keep running! The old ancestor hasn't had his fill of chasing you yet!" The old ancestor Tianfeng sneered as soon as he saw Bian Xiong.
Bian Xiong ignored the other party and instead cupped his hands towards Hu Le, saying, "I would appreciate your help next, fellow Daoist."
Hu Le nodded slightly and waved to the crowd above him. "I don't like talking to people while looking up, so please come down."
As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo staff beside him, shook it, and a primordial five-colored divine light rose up, sweeping towards the crowd.
Amidst gasps of surprise, most of the crowd instantly fell into the divine light. Then, with a flick of the bamboo staff, the divine light enveloped everyone and swept them back, disappearing into the bamboo staff.
"You...you are the Eastern Divine Lord!"
Just then, a group of demons carrying Yuanji caught up with them. Upon seeing this scene, Yuanji immediately recognized Hu Le and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
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