Jiang Wuyuan flew downwards from the sky.
Fang You was a little worried about his safety, so he quickly got up to greet him.
He had been given extra instructions by Cang Kong to keep a close eye on Jiang Wuyuan's condition at all times.
As for why Cang Kong himself didn't do this—there's no way around it, as a Saint, Cang Kong is currently locked in a fierce battle with another Saint, Night Owl.
Even if they wanted to help, they were powerless to do anything about it.
However, another figure was even faster than Fang You.
Pei Feng's body was held up by Kester's spatial power, and in the blink of an eye, he soared upwards.
In the face of spatial abilities, no matter how fast you are, it's all in vain.
Jiang Wuyuan's pupils contracted, his golden pupils reflecting the heavenly rank talisman that the man was slapping at him.
boom--
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
After the dust settled, Fang You saw that Jiang Wuyuan's combat uniform was badly damaged, and his left arm hung limply downwards.
Blood trickled down from the wound on his forehead, wetting his brows and eyelashes.
However, what is most worrying is not these things, but that the deterioration of his body has spread to his arms.
Beneath the cracked skin, the exposed blood vessels and bones looked even more bloody.
A dagger was pressed against Jiang Wuyuan's chin.
Pei Feng held the other end of the dagger, his tall figure standing in front of the young man.
"Be good, don't move. I don't intend to kill you right now."
Pei Feng smiled.
Jiang Wuyuan is now more like a bargaining chip that can help him and Kester leave this place smoothly.
He didn't believe Jiang Wuyuan would keep his promise and let them go.
Coincidentally, he also didn't intend to let Jiang Wuyuan off the hook.
Even if the mysterious soul beside Jiang Wuyuan wanted to make a move, he would have to consider whether his blade was faster.
"Cough." Jiang Wuyuan had to use his blood and qi power again to resist the power of the Heavenly Rank talisman.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the mocking expression on Pei Feng's face, and slowly exhaled.
Do you really think I didn't prepare anything?
"What?"
"I said, do you really think I wouldn't be on guard against your sneak attack?"
As Jiang Wuyuan spoke, he showed him the broken jade pendant in his hand.
Although broken, the sharp-stroked character "风" (wind) on the jade pendant is still clearly visible.
Pei Feng's expression changed, and he was about to take Jiang Wuyuan's life without any regard for the consequences.
In the chaos, a cool hand grasped Pei Feng's arm, causing him to freeze, and the dagger could no longer advance an inch.
"You've been hiding quite a bit, haven't you?" Nian Qingfeng's clone appeared beside Pei Feng at some point. "Hmm, you're also at the peak of the Grandmaster realm. You went into the Blood Pool? How long did you stay there?"
"What's it to you?" Pei Feng scoffed, offering no reply.
He knew that the situation was hopeless.
The sheer number of trump cards Jiang Wuyuan possessed filled Jiang Wuyuan with despair.
This is a desperate gamble for him.
If Jiang Wuyuan recovers and is free to deal with them, even if he and Kester have some trump cards, they will have no chance to fight back.
All of this can be seen as him fighting for his life.
Although they failed, they were defeated by Jiang Wuyuan, not by anyone else.
If the only person in the world who could consistently outperform him was Jiang Wuyuan, it wouldn't be something he found particularly difficult to accept.
"Can you give me a quick and painless way to die?"
After figuring it out, Pei Feng completely gave up.
Jiang Wuyuan endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold back and spat out another mouthful of blood in front of Nian Qingfeng.
His body was on the verge of collapse, and the fact that he could still stand upright here was a testament to his strong willpower.
Nian Qingfeng had intended to leave Pei Feng to Jiang Wuyuan to deal with, but seeing his disciple in such a miserable state, he was heartbroken.
He grasped Pei Feng's wrist and gave it a gentle shake, instantly branding a bluish mark onto Pei Feng's skin.
Pei Feng hissed as he was burned, and after a moment, he felt the flow of qi and blood in his body become heavy and stagnant.
His cultivation was sealed by Nian Qingfeng.
Pei Feng remained silent for two seconds, a rare occurrence.
No? Isn't Night Owl already finished?
Why did they have to arrest him?
Is there any other information about him that warrants sparing his life?
Of course, if he knew that Nian Qingfeng didn't kill him immediately but only left him for Jiang Wuyuan to kill personally, he would probably give the two of them a performance of what is called 'a classic Chinese opera with not a single word repeated'.
Pei Feng was forced to mute himself, and Nian Qingfeng casually tossed him to Fang You, who was rushing over from the side.
He didn't recognize the man, but judging from his clothes, he must be a member of the Shadow Strike Legion.
"Keep an eye on him, don't let him get away, and then follow me."
Nian Qingfeng gave Fang You a few words of advice, and then, with the man looking at her with admiration and a hint of something unsaid, she picked up Jiang Wuyuan, who could barely stand, and ran away quickly.
Nian Qingfeng controlled his clone to directly leave the divine realm through the entrance of the secret realm.
“Master…” Jiang Wuyuan’s voice was low and hoarse. He wanted to tell Nian Qingfeng not to take him away, but he couldn’t muster any strength at all.
“Little apprentice, you’re in this state, so don’t even think about going back to the battlefield. Don’t worry, who do you think those guys are? They’ll be perfectly capable of handling the rest of the tasks.” As soon as Jiang Wuyuan opened his mouth, Nian Qingfeng knew what he was going to say, so he simply shut him up. “Right now, your injuries are more important.”
As Nian Qingfeng spoke, he hurried along, glancing back every now and then at Fang You, who was struggling to keep up behind him.
He hesitated for a moment, then flew over and grabbed Fang You's collar with one hand.
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