"Whoosh!" "Swish!"

The two female fairies weren’t fools. Upon witnessing how the white-haired elder couldn’t even state his name before being instantly defeated, they didn’t dare to risk their lives. After shouting enough, they naturally turned around and fled, abandoning the Treasure Ship. They pinched the formula for their Escape Skill, transforming into a green and a pink streak of fairy glow, heading in different directions to escape.

Chen Xuantian wasn’t in a hurry. He leisurely untied the black gauze in his hand, wrapped the head of the white-haired elder into his sleeve to refine, and then carefully examined the black gauze in his hand.

Hmm, the company is truly fucking dark—black water, black leather, black gauze, black canned goods, all completely shadowed in black.

Indeed, this piece of silk was the headscarf of the female demon, specifically used as a weapon, a brand new magical material that isn’t visible in light.

Although its color is shadowy black, it feels completely different from the previous liquid and oily textures. It’s light and ethereal, like nothing at all, as if a breeze brushed past his fingertips.

Chen Xuantian held the black gauze in his hand, aimed at the blue escape light, secretly activated the Ghost Spring Technique, wrapped the cube octahedron in his hand, aligned a face with the black gauze, injected unprecedented energy into it, and tossed it.

"Swish"

The gauze suddenly vanished, and the entire sky flickered darkly as if a frame had dropped, just like the lights in a room flickering during electrophoresis. In the blink of an eye, like magic, the black gauze teleported to the path of the escaping blue light, unfolded like a door, or like a giant black kite, blocking the escape light head-on.

Thus, the escape light of the blue bralette fairy collided head-on with the black gauze, as if a bullet hit a tungsten steel plate, like a sports car crashing into a height limit bar. There wasn’t even time to scream; half of her head and face were immediately shaved off. Blood mist spread, a foul wind churned chaotically, and the dead flesh spiraled out, crashing below the clouds with a splat, creating a blood flower the size of a bucket.

Then Chen Xuantian flicked the cube in his hand, and the gauze flashed back, smeared with rotten flesh on his hand.

Tsk, what trash for a Divinity Transformation, too weak, unworthy to join the tentacles.

Chen Xuantian wiped his hand on his black leather Daoist robe, roughly figuring out how to use this piece of gauze.

In short, this gauze is a special material with spatial effects. It seems like nothing more than a thin layer, ethereal and elusive, teasingly revealing and concealing when draped on the body, but in truth, it’s a cross-section of space, a dimensional gap, a dimension altogether different.

Previously, when Chen Xuantian spied on the battle between the female demon and the Kongtong elder, he sensed the other side using the Nether Spring Battery to charge the gauze, causing displacement and opening some kind of inter-dimensional portal, which allowed the female demon to sneakily punch through in an instant, like performing magic, blowing up the Kongtong elder.

So Chen Xuantian tried it just now on the white-haired elder. He originally intended to mimic the female demon’s style, teleporting the gauze up close for a surprise sword thrust to the elder’s forehead. However, first time calculations were slightly off, and the close-up became a wrap-off, plus his Ghost Spring charging wasn’t quite proficient, resulting in electrophoresis, with the gauze door opening and closing, directly wrapping back the elder’s head...

Ahem, but the outcome is similar, isn’t it?

In any case, thanks to all the unsung heroes contributing to scientific research, salute.

Hmm, by the way, in the blink of an eye, the pink one had already tunneled out 800 zhang at lightning speed.

Actually, 800 zhang might not even surpass the range of the black gauze, but it definitely extends beyond Chen Xuantian’s Divine Sense Locking range.

But no matter, you can run, and I can chase.

So Chen Xuantian pinched the mantra, turned around, transforming into a black river.

Nether Spring Escape.

This was also what Chen Xuantian had just realized.

Okay, strictly speaking, he accidentally used it a few days ago, but it was so dark underground, he didn’t notice it himself.

As everyone knows, Chen Xuantian learned Water Escape, specifically Xuanji Ice River Escape Form, which besides allowing escape through water, also spreads a glacial field using Xuanming True Qi.

So several days ago, when Chen Xuantian was escaping down the underground river, he constantly transmuted between Nether Spring and Xuanming, blending them for Water Escape; sometimes when there was no water or Qi underground, he’d directly use Nether Spring Body Reversal Refining, splashing the field like ice water. This led to a miscalculation, and he fled all the way to Liang State...

Ahem, in summary, now this Nether Spring Escape bypasses Xuanming completely, using Nether Spring as the medium for Water Escape, akin to Blood Shadow Divine Movement consuming Essence Blood, using Nether Spring as the medium for Instant Body relocation.

And whether Chen Xuantian made some modification is uncertain, or perhaps Nether Spring Escape is inherently like this; anyway, the perception during this Escape Technique distinctly differs from other Escape Skills.

Breaking through the water curtain instantly, the air thickened like water, the sky dimmed like dusk, Chen Xuantian seemed immersed in a lightless deep sea, slowly drifting along the long river of Nether Spring, dog-paddling the 800 zhang, leisurely catching up to the Divinity Transformation female cultivator ahead.

This pink bralette Divinity Transformation was using a superior escape technique, initially slow, but during the final stretch, it accelerated, bursting far and wide.

Yet at this moment, her time seemed to stand still.

Yeah, because the Nether Spring Escape was so fast, so relative to the pink one’s escape speed, she seemed frozen in mid-air, as if trapped in amber, or embedded in a mural goddess, surrounded by pink luminescent oil paint, with an expression of terror, slowly inching toward Outer Heaven in escape.