Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 85: In Dire Straits
At this moment, Tan Yun was fleeing for his life, his eyes blood-red and his features twisted, with disheveled hair dancing wildly.
Suddenly, ethereal flames soared two feet high, burning from the top of Tan Yun's head!
As the fire of his soul blazed, blood oozed from his seven orifices, dripping down his contorted features due to extreme agony!
He resembled a demon from the netherworld, his momentum rising steadily, approaching the first level of the fetal soul realm!
Tan Yun was aware that despite having reached the great perfection of spirit embryo realm, he was not necessarily a match for Murong Kun at the first level of the fetal soul realm!
Moreover!
Moreover, he was still carrying Xue Ziyan with him!
He absolutely could not risk a life-and-death struggle with Murong Kun at this moment. If he failed to kill Murong Kun within three breaths, his soul's fire would extinguish, and he would suffer irreparable damage to his soul, becoming an easy target for Murong Kun!
He had to escape!
Only by surviving today could he return with a vengeance in the future!
"Tan Yun, you, you... what happened?" Xue Ziyan looked up at Tan Yun, whose head was enveloped in ethereal flames, tears streaming down her face!
"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Despite enduring inhuman torment, Tan Yun gritted his teeth and said slowly, "Don't be afraid! I will take you out alive and reunite you with the Dreamtalk sisters!"
"Primordial Divine Step!"
Tan Yun's speed surged as he desperately fled through the verdant mountains!
He was aimless, his only belief being to escape and survive!
Each time his figure flickered in the forest, he was no longer thirty zhang away but had reached an astonishing forty zhang, gradually leaving Murong Kun, who was flying on his sword, behind!
Just moments ago, Tan Yun's appearance had startled Murong Kun, making him think Tan Yun was about to unleash some powerful spell. Now, seeing Tan Yun flee in disarray, his concerns vanished entirely.
"Brat, if I'm not mistaken, you used the forbidden techniques of the soul, right?" Murong Kun, standing on his flying sword, sneered, his voice echoing in the canyon, "But so what? Do you really think you can escape like this? How naïve!"
Murong Kun roared, "Gather the winds!"
In an instant, a towering ten-zhang whirlwind surrounded Murong Kun, increasing his flying speed by thirty percent as he relentlessly pursued Tan Yun, who was three hundred zhang away!
After running tirelessly in the canyon for a moment, Tan Yun glanced back, still seeing Murong Kun, who stood on his flying sword, sneering coldly three hundred zhang away. A sense of unprecedented gravity filled Tan Yun's expression!
At this rate, in no more than two breaths, his soul would burn out completely, and he would meet his end in this canyon!
A wave of helplessness filled Tan Yun's heart. He steeled himself and decided to take it one step at a time!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Holding the tearful Xue Ziyan, Tan Yun flickered through the forest toward the canyon's outskirts...
"Brat, stop your futile struggles!" Murong Kun, surrounded by a whirlwind and standing on his flying sword, spoke with a tone of someone in control, "Even if your soul is much stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator at great perfection of spirit embryo realm, you can't withstand prolonged soul burn!"
"Brat! I want to see how long you can hold on!"
Tan Yun's expression turned resolute as he shouted back without looking, "Shut your mouth! As long as I don't die today, I will return the favor twice over in the future, leaving you with no way to heaven or earth!"
"Tsk tsk, with death at your door, you're still so oblivious to your own insignificance!" Murong Kun's gaze turned sinister...
At the same time, in the Withered Tree Mountain Gorge.
Liu Rulong stood on his flying sword, descending from the sky and landing before the fifty stunned disciples, roaring, "A moment ago, I heard Tan Yun's cries of agony! Quickly, tell me where he is!"