Published: November 30, -0001
"Hmph, a mere junior, do you really think you can track me down just because you're fast?" The ancient powerhouse's face twisted in rage. He could feel Qin Chen's terrifying speed, but tracking someone was not just about speed; it required experience. He prided himself on his own experience, believing that shaking off Qin Chen's pursuit would be no difficult task.
Thus, he began deliberately setting up obstacles and even casting various illusions to confuse Qin Chen.
However, the ancient powerhouse soon realized that this was wishful thinking. The various illusions and even spatial techniques he deployed failed to deceive the young powerhouse. Not only did Qin Chen catch up, but he was also getting closer with every moment.
"Feng Shaoyu, who exactly have you offended?"
At this moment, the ancient powerhouse began to feel anxious, his tone filled with shock and anger as he roared. His injuries were severe, and his soul was deteriorating by the minute. If this continued, he would only grow weaker.
Unless he could hide his presence for fifteen minutes, he would be able to completely conceal himself. But Qin Chen wouldn't even give him half a minute, closely tailing him. No matter what concealment techniques he used, Qin Chen could quickly find his true location and catch up.
He was filled with hatred; when had he ever been so cornered?
What he didn't know was that not only was Qin Chen's tracking ability extraordinary, but he also had Lao Yuan, the Seeking Insect, and even the Big Black Cat with him. Although the ancient powerhouse was formidable, escaping their combined pursuit was undoubtedly a fantasy.
Let alone the fact that he was just a spirit body; even at his peak, he might not have been able to avoid Qin Chen's tracking.
He was quite frustrated, unable to comprehend that such tracking methods were impossible without a powerful soul mastery. Yet soul mastery required immense soul techniques and even special secret methods, which were exceedingly difficult to cultivate.
But he couldn't understand how a mere peak Martial God like Qin Chen could possess such terrifying soul power, almost rivaling his peak form.
Of course, while Feng Shaoyu could not shake off Qin Chen's pursuit, Qin Chen also couldn't close in on him in a short time. This was because the ancient powerhouse had various tricks up his sleeve that had caused Qin Chen quite a bit of trouble. Thankfully, with the Big Black Cat and Lao Yuan by his side, he managed to remain safe.
With the intention of killing Feng Shaoyu, Qin Chen pursued relentlessly.
Thus, one chased while the other fled, and after several days, they had already burst out of the Blood God Sea and entered the Martial Domain's third heaven, with Qin Chen still madly in pursuit.
During this time, the ancient powerhouse learned from Feng Shaoyu about Qin Chen's past, discovering that Qin Chen was the older brother who had been framed by Feng Shaoyu three hundred years ago, leaving him speechless with shock.
"This person, after falling three hundred years ago, can actually be reborn. He must possess a great secret."
The ancient powerhouse's eyes glinted with greed. If possible, he would love to kill Qin Chen; he was covetous of the treasures and secrets on Qin Chen's body. However, he was currently the one being hunted. Even if he wanted to deal with Qin Chen, he had to wait until he regained his strength.
"Feng Shaoyu, this won't do. If this continues, I will surely die."
After fleeing for several days, the ancient powerhouse could no longer hold back and rushed into a nearby sect.
"Ah!"
A series of piercing screams echoed endlessly.
Feng Shaoyu stood in the air above the sect, a chilling shadow of a soul enveloping the sect's entrance.
"Emperor Xuanyuan, why do you want to slaughter my sect?"
A peak Martial God powerhouse prostrated on the ground, his eyes bloodshot and voice trembling.
"My Xingfeng Sect has no grudges with you. You are a dignified emperor; please spare us a path to survival. My Xingfeng Sect is willing to submit to the Xuanyuan Empire."