Episode 153

  Somewhere in the east, several groups of people are fiercely fighting each other, punching and kicking wildly.

  Insufficient original body, the person has already been soaked in blood, as if picked out of a pool of blood. On his upper and lower body, half is his own wound's blood, half is the enemy's blood from being hit and wounded. The newly changed female attire is now torn to pieces, stained with fresh blood, no longer pure white like snow!

  It's not that they're not capable, but rather all the various powers don't want to see them fall into another faction's hands. So wherever they fall short, other powers will surely attack that place and end up rescuing them instead. However, they can't escape either. Whenever they're in a precarious situation, several factions will join forces to attack them. As the sky darkens and night falls, they let out a long sigh:

  "We must think of a good plan, escape tonight, otherwise we will surely die."

  As soon as the black curtain was lifted, he couldn't wait to condense his divine body and make frequent moves. The place was bustling with people and animals shouting within a radius of several miles.

  "Gentlemen, listen! This is a cunning plan of the historian's little thief, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to escape!"

  "Who doesn't know this, yet they fight each other, either dead or injured. If you don't take action, can you just stick your head out and wait to be executed?"

  One is to repair the way back.

  "Gentlemen, we only need to light the torches and not attack each other again. Just tighten the circle and wait until dawn tomorrow to attack."

  "This plan is brilliant!"

  Then all the monks had fire in their hands, and the mountains and forests in this area were reflected as if it were daytime. Those who were not worthy to see this laughed coldly one after another.

  "Your credibility is almost zero, and there's no trust between you. Wait for the house to be broken!"

  That insufficient entity still launched a fierce attack, the divine body counterattacked from a slightly distant place, and the roar of shouting voices was endless. For a moment, this side shouted:

  "Unfortunately, Shi was captured by the Dafang family and his treasured heirloom was seized!"

  On the other side, someone else shouted:

  "It's all over, the Three Realms Coffin has been obtained by Dark Hiding!"

  The sound of the battle was faint and real, and for a moment, all sides were on high alert. The upper ranks did not dare to move, fearing that they would be criticized by history and lose face in front of the three realms. Therefore, they ordered the dissolution of the battle. Wherever there was a fight, they would send their powerful subordinates to quell it. The war finally escalated into an all-out battle! In the end, thousands of cultivators from far and near clashed with each other. They were all led by the upper ranks of the Luoxian Sect, and when they fought, the momentum was overwhelming. Within a short period of time, this area within a radius of over ten miles was completely destroyed, with trees and birds and beasts annihilated, mountains collapsing, and gorges flattened. The water in the ponds and streams evaporated, entwining with dust and smoke, making it difficult to see anything.

  At that time, he changed into a new set of clothes to cover up his injuries and quickly fled the battlefield. He had already scouted out an escape route and was now running for his life with his head down. However, there were several spiritual senses that disturbed him, causing great fear in his heart. It turned out that this feeling had been subtly connected to his physical body since the intense battle, and even his spiritual body was not immune.

  "Could it be that I've been locked down by a superior? But why didn't they take action to capture me, or directly destroy the certain household? No way, I have to think of a method to break free from their lock."

  Insufficient to recall the divine, slowly dissolving into dust and releasing it, carefully sensing that special so-called original primal power of the heavenly mechanism. This original primal power has already saved him from danger numerous times, but in ordinary times, even if he tries countless times to grasp its technique, he still can't control it at will, and most of the time, he can't even stir it up. At this critical moment, insufficient has tried dozens of times, but that so-called original primal power doesn't even flicker!

  "Good heavens! Even with this mysterious energy defying the heavens, it can't be dodged like that! Is there some kind of boundary that needs to be found?"

  Thinking so, his body didn't dare to stop for a moment, the wind incantation in his mouth started, and his speed had already reached the extreme of the realm below. His body was like a ghostly shadow wrapped around him, with several air machines tightly locked, never relaxing.

  "This is absolutely inescapable! This lock is definitely a high-level repair of a certain family. They don't want to lose that family in the chaos, for fear of losing the precious treasure, and must be thinking of letting that family escape to a secluded place to take their lives and get the treasure. Hmph! Good calculation!"

  Insufficient suddenly turned around and flew back to the original chaotic battlefield.

  "Hmm! This kid is indeed extraordinary. With just a small amount of cultivation, he can actually sense the lock on my divine consciousness. Come, let's go and drive him out of the region where I've set up my grand formation. Don't lose the initiative again, or we'll fall into chaos once more."

  Then he mounted his chariot and drove off into the clouds.

  So similar arrangements are quietly made in other factions' gathering places as well.

  And then, just as the deficiency was about to escape, suddenly there was a spiritual sensation, and the wonderful mechanism of the original energy of Ben Chun Yuan was grasped. After that, the invisible, colorless, shadowless, and traceless original energy of Ben Chun Yuan followed the traction of the deficient spirit, spreading and gradually filling the entire body inside and out, and the deficiency suddenly disappeared without a trace.

  "Not good! Hurry up and go! Someone with great magical powers has already arrived!"

  They were numerous and powerful, rushing to the scene in a flurry. Just as they had barely disappeared, hundreds of cultivators gathered from all directions, forming five or six groups on the high sky above. On the ground, nearly a thousand cultivators held various Buddhist, Taoist, and demonic artifacts, searching inch by inch as they approached.

  At that time, he quietly retreated and fled in a hurry, thinking about how to trigger the extreme boundary of Ben Chunyuan's power. Although this was the case, his direction of advancement had not changed. After several days and nights of fierce battles, he flew overnight, and his exhaustion was no longer added. However, there were siege troops in front and pursuing soldiers behind, so what could he dare to relax? People always have a time when their strength is exhausted! Ben Chunyuan was not an immortal god, although he had been practicing Taoist breathing exercises for many years, but with his spiritual realm, the absorption of the heaven and earth's original power was still like a snail crawling, which was unbearable. His body possessed strange fruits and spiritual medicines, which were all swallowed by him without hesitation to temporarily borrow the original power for use. And at this time, the medicinal power had not been consumed, but the condensed power had already lost its suppressive effect, and Ben Chunyuan suffered from his own medicinal power backlash!

  "It's really self-inflicted! Not early, not late, but precisely at this critical moment of life and death, it has to happen. It's as if someone wants the Zhao family to lose their lives!"

  Insufficient to recognize the divine, slightly sensing the front, knowing that it is only a few miles away from a deep gorge. The deep gorge is Tianxi, the first long river in the Eastern Continent, with a large amount of water flowing through the Hundred Million Peach Blossom Great Mountain and emptying into the Eastern Ocean.

  "As long as one can enter Tianxi Creek without dying, they will be able to escape!"

  However, the spiritual medicine taken this time was too potent, and the counterattacking force could not be suppressed. After fleeing for about half a mile, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His consciousness returned to his body, and his original energy dissipated without a trace. The original body lay on the stone path, covered in blood.

  "Don't fall down! Don't fall down! Our family can't die yet! The grudge is still unsettled, how can we just die like pigs and dogs?"

  Insufficient strength to climb up, swaying and staggering, stumbling forward towards the mountain cliff.

  "Found him! This kid is indeed extraordinary! I don't know what treasure he possesses, but he can actually hide his tracks and avoid us. Even with our divine senses that can see everything within a hundred miles, not a single hair can escape our notice, yet he managed to evade us! He's right in front of me, and I'm about to capture him."

  "Yes!"

  One promise, and then hundreds of monks swept away in a mighty torrent.

  Among them, a large number of birds gathered in groups, suddenly opened, hundreds and hundreds of birds chirped and rushed towards the insufficient.

  That cloud head Shiyiqing face no expression, just faintly said:

  "Drive this son into the deep ravine, you all divide into two groups, one group to escort him into the deep ravine, and another group to guard downstream of the Tianxi River in sections. Once discovered, capture the person and return to the base, then transfer the large array back to the mountain through the ant hole."

  "Yes!"

  The crowd heard the words and promised, taking action separately. Everyone was not a fool, knowing that this was the time to grab the history books and the three realms of the coffin, and it was also difficult to get out. This arrangement is indeed feasible.

  And at that time, he was already in a daze, only subconsciously sprinting forward. Seeing the mountain cliff approaching, but behind him, the cloud of cultivators on the mountain path were closing in, and the first batch of cultivators' attacks had arrived. Several cultivators had already crossed the battlefield and stood at the front of the cliff, blocking the way. Insufficient took a deep breath, gathered his last bit of energy, and charged forward. Amidst the crazy attacks of over ten cultivators surrounding him, he didn't care! For a moment, knives, swords, spears, halberds, and strange weapons rushed towards him like a mad tide, while spells, magical techniques, demonic powers, and mystical arts flashed with nine colors and ten lights, illuminating the mountain top within a hundred feet. The scene was clearly visible even to low-level cultivators flying by in the distance.

  Suddenly a dark net flew over and intercepted all sorts of fatal attacks.

  "Don't kill this puppet! You've obtained the treasure, I won't take a single share in secret, but this puppet is something my sect must obtain."

  "Hmph! This cultivator is a disciple of one of my Ten Great Sects. Even if he dies, you will not be able to get away with it!"

  In an instant, a five-party war broke out. A chaotic battle erupted above the Heavenly Creek, with countless magical instruments clashing and various divine lights bursting forth in all directions. The cultivators of the middle realm rushed up on their cloud-riding mounts, eager to seize the Insufficient. However, whenever they arrived at the location of the Insufficient, they were met with attacks from other cultivators. Corpses and mutilated bodies fell from the sky in droves.

  Insufficient to surround heaven and earth, the original force is in a state of utter chaos. The immense pressure formed by various original forces makes it impossible to resist. Pfft! Another mouthful of fresh blood spews out, barely able to stumble forward.

  Boom!

  Suddenly a blow, like a muffled thunderclap, a stock of wild and flashing silver-colored hurricane condensed into a giant fist the size of a bamboo basket, struck right in the middle. The crowd of cultivators around were all blown away like fallen leaves, that blood-red figure was about to fall to the ground, suddenly rushed up the cliff, bent like a bow, and then suddenly stretched out, like a flying arrow rushing towards the edge of the cliff. In mid-air, blood splattered everywhere, the tragic scene was unbearable to behold!

  "You dare! My family's hidden puppet, how can it be destroyed!"

  Another surge of divine energy arrived. Its shape was like a giant hand, tens of meters in size, swooping down from the sky. The insufficient body paused for a moment, and the downward momentum suddenly slowed down. Just as the giant hand was about to reach, a flying sword appeared out of thin air, tens of meters long, whizzing and striking downwards.

  "Rooooaaaar! It sounded like the sound of metal clashing. Then, with a loud crash, that giant hand shattered along with the flying sword. At the same time, a cultivator approached, within a few dozen feet, and struck down with one palm, sending Insufficient tumbling to the ground. Insufficient's head was like a drum being beaten, shaking wildly in all directions. The giant hand reformed and reached out again. Several magical artifacts were already rapidly falling towards him. One of them hit Insufficient's body directly. Insufficient fell like a boulder, rapidly plummeting down the cliff."