Published: September 5, 2025
Chapter 693: Startled Retreat
“It seems Fellow Cultivator You has encountered trouble. But since only two spellmasters appeared, let’s all make a move together!” The marquis of Nanlong decisively said, then his figure transformed into a ball of golden light and rose into the sky.
The others exchanged glances and, without objection, also revealed themselves.
Immediately, eight beams of light in different colors rose from the hill and hurriedly rushed toward the White Rainbow fleeing ahead.
The White Rainbow, who had originally been heading this way, saw the scene and instantly increased its escape speed by about thirty percent. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Han Li and the others. The light dimmed, revealing the cold-faced cultivator surnamed You.
His complexion was somewhat pale, indicating that his vital energy had suffered some damage.
“Thank you, fellow cultivators, for coming to back me up. I am deeply grateful!” The cold-faced cultivator cupped his hands, the anxious expression on his face disappearing as he spoke with some gratitude.
“Don’t mention it! Are you alright, fellow cultivator? But why were there two spellmasters chasing you? I thought there was only one originally?” The marquis of Nanlong also stopped his flight light, revealing his figure as he hovered in the air, asking with apparent concern.
“No problem. It’s just that I fought one of them for most of the day. When the other came to assist, I had no choice but to lead them on a two-day and two-night chase. My vital energy was somewhat depleted!” The cold-faced cultivator gave a bitter smile, sounding a bit helpless.
“That explains why you fled all the way here. Facing two spellmasters of the same rank at once, apart from Fellow Cultivators Nanlong and Yun, the rest of us would also have to temporarily avoid direct confrontation,” the old woman sighed and said.
“However, these two pursuing you, regardless of their cultivation base and magical abilities, are really bold. Even now, they show no sign of retreating. Could it be that they really want to try smashing a rock with an egg?” Han Li glanced into the distance and suddenly chuckled.
In fact, without Han Li’s words, everyone else had already noticed.
The two spellmasters opposite, upon seeing Han Li and the others appear, stopped far away but did not immediately escape. Instead, they coldly observed them from their position.
At the same time, under the powerful spiritual awareness of Han Li and the others, the appearances of these two were clearly visible.
One had a golden-yellow face, wore a feathered crown, and was dressed in hemp cloth. The other looked fierce and was clad in green robes. Both were spellmasters at the early nascent soul stage.
The marquis of Nanlong snorted coldly and said icily toward them:
“Fellow cultivators, refusing to leave until now, do you really want us to take action? Are you not afraid of accidentally having your body and soul destroyed here?”
His words were full of threats.
“Such bold words! Although we two aren’t your match, claiming you can destroy us is rather presumptuous at this moment. We won’t engage in a direct fight. As long as we can delay you for half a day, do you think you’ll still have a chance to leave here? It would be better to obediently surrender now. Maybe this master can even help you reincarnate in your next life!” The spellmaster in the feathered crown rolled his eyes and retorted sharply.
“Delay for half a day? Do you think we are made of mud?” The marquis of Nanlong laughed bitterly in anger.
At the same time, the golden light radiating from him was dazzling, almost too brilliant to look at directly.
“Maybe not. Maybe so! With so many advanced-stage cultivators coming to the Mu Lan Prairie, as the hosts, we must entertain you properly!” The spellmaster in green robes said expressionlessly.
“Hmph! It seems you two won’t give up until you see the coffin. Yun, take action!” The marquis of Nanlong’s face darkened. He turned and said lightly to the Old Man in White Shirt.