Published: January 1, 2025
With the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation leading the charge, Qin Chen's mood suddenly brightened. While chasing, he contemplated how to strike unnoticed later, ideally ensuring neither side could detect him.
However, after long consideration, he couldn't devise a good plan, leaving him somewhat frustrated. He resolved to act according to the circumstances when the time came.
Ahead, on the flying vessel of the Liuhuo Castle, the disciples were each fulfilling their roles, maintaining the swift flight of the vessel, naturally unaware of the two individuals stealthily pursuing them from behind.
After half a day's journey, just as night was falling and they had entered the depths of the Void Tidal Sea, Qin Chen, who was quietly tracking while deploying spatial techniques, suddenly felt a change in his expression and looked up into the distance.
In that far-off place, beams of light flickered, and he could vaguely hear various explosive sounds, with strong fluctuations of Holy Source energy transmitting over.
"That guy has made his move!"
Qin Chen felt a surge of excitement in his heart, promptly activating his spatial secret techniques to approach swiftly and silently.
His spatial techniques had long reached a high level, allowing him to follow without making a sound and conceal his own blood aura and presence. This secret technique, stemming from spatial power, was even more formidable than the concealment abilities of general large factions.
Moreover, during his concealment, Qin Chen subtly utilized the aura of the Qian Kun Transformation Jade Plate, blending himself completely with the space, and coupled with his Moonlight Divine Body, he became even more mysterious.
Unless a powerful individual with a higher realm than Qin Chen, like a late-stage peak Holy Master, was probing with intent, they could discover him. Ordinary late-stage Holy Masters might not even sense his existence.
After flying forward for half an hour, Qin Chen finally arrived at his destination.
In the swirling tides of the void, a beautifully crafted flying vessel was hovering mid-air. On the deck of the vessel, vague figures were gazing in a certain direction.
One of those figures was none other than the young master of the Liuhuo Castle, and naturally, the others were also masters from the Liuhuo Castle.
About a thousand miles away from the flying vessel, two figures were currently entangled in a fierce battle, fighting intensely.
Upon closer inspection, Qin Chen realized that those two figures were a fire-red figure and the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation.
The fire-red figure was an old man surrounded by flames, emanating a formidable aura. He was a top master who had one foot in the late-stage Holy Master realm, and he was likely a protector of the young master of Liuhuo Castle.
The battle between them had presumably been ongoing for some time. Given their equal realms, the competition naturally came down to their understanding of the Heavenly Dao and mastery of their techniques.
From the scene, it appeared that both were evenly matched, exchanging blows without giving ground. However, Qin Chen's keen eyes could still discern that although the old man engulfed in flames had a powerful demeanor, he lacked the control over the situation that the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation possessed.
After all, although this man was a top master nearing the late-stage Holy Master realm, the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation had once been a late-stage Holy Master but had later experienced a fall in realm. In terms of mastery over Holy Source and understanding of the Heavenly Dao, the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation was evidently superior.
However, even though the Holy Master of the Ghost Formation was slightly stronger, the gap was not substantial. If this trend continued, both sides would likely engage in battle for a considerable time. Thus, Qin Chen's gaze shifted toward the flying vessel of Liuhuo Castle.
At this moment, the young master of Liuhuo Castle stood atop the vessel, wearing a carefree expression, seemingly unconcerned about the possibility of the fire old man losing. Beside him stood two peak mid-stage Holy Masters, their gazes sharp and vigilant, guarding him closely. It was no wonder he appeared so arrogant.