Five thousand miles away.

Xiao Yi’s figure, flying at high speed.

"Pfft."

Blood sprayed from his mouth.

He had no time to care.

At this moment, he was flying through the air with a sword in one hand.

In the other hand, he held tightly to his Universe Ring.

Inside the Universe Ring, pure energy continued to pour into his palm.

That was the pure power of the Spirit Vein.

Though his Qi Spring had not run dry, it was nearly exhausted, unable to support his burning Primordial Power and the surge in speed.

What was sustaining him now was the continuous influx of power from the Spirit Vein.

The Spirit Vein, truly containing the purest power between heaven and earth.

Once ignited, its explosive power was even stronger than his own Primordial Power.

Moreover, this was a Mid-grade Spirit Vein, its power even greater.

This was the reason for his increased speed after escaping the pit, even faster than before.

However, at the same time, the consumption rate of the Spirit Vein inside the Universe Ring was extraordinarily alarming.

An entire Spirit Vein was visibly depleting in Xiao Yi’s perception.

Another ten plus minutes of rumbling.

Xiao Yi’s pupils constricted.

Because in front of him, the Martial Arts Illusion of the Beiyin Sect Great Elder once again coalesced.

"How is this possible?" Xiao Yi’s pale face turned extremely grim.

Without this Martial Arts Illusion, he would have fled far away by now.

If it continues like this, how long can he endure?

No matter what, he couldn’t afford to be stalled by this Martial Arts Illusion for too long.

Swinging his sword, the Starlight River surged, clashing with the Martial Arts River.

Naturally, the outcome was the dispersal of the Starlight River, as the Martial Arts River constricted.

Xiao Yi swung his sword to break it again.

This time, the pursuing figure of the Beiyin Sect Great Elder was slightly slower.

Yet the fierce Palm Wind still arrived as expected.

Bang...

Xiao Yi was struck, vomiting blood, but he used the force to flee once more.

Swish...

The Beiyin Sect Great Elder watched Xiao Yi’s disappearing figure, his face turning dark.

"No wonder my Beiyin Sect repeatedly suffers losses against you."

"Truly a troublesome little thief."

The Beiyin Sect Great Elder pursued at high speed, gritting his teeth as he muttered to himself.

He had already given up the idea of waiting for Xiao Yi’s Primordial Power to be exhausted.

In his judgment, Xiao Yi should have run out of energy by now.

At this moment, not only was Xiao Yi not out of energy, but his speed had actually increased.

"Though you’re good at escaping, you can’t evade my Martial Arts Power tracking."

"I’ll see how many more of my strikes you can take."

Each time his Palms Wind struck Xiao Yi, he observed closely.

Each strike severely injured Xiao Yi.

If he could catch up with Xiao Yi completely, it would take only moments to kill him.

Since he can’t catch up now, he will continue to inflict severe wounds.

No matter how well Xiao Yi can escape, if he dies from severe injuries, what does it matter?

...

Thousands of miles away.

Xiao Yi flying at high speed, his face was already deathly pale.

The injuries inside his body were already extremely severe.

Though not fatal, they made him extremely uncomfortable.

Every strike from the Beiyin Sect Great Elder almost shifted his internal organs, his Qi-Blood roiling constantly.

If not for the Cloud Birth Armor absorbing most of the Palm Power, he would’ve been gravely injured or dead by now.

The strength of a Martial Arts Great Power was truly terrifying.

This was truly one standing at the pinnacle of the continent, able to roam freely in the Central Region.

Such powerful individuals are none other than those of great influence and super strength.

Currently, such a powerful individual was relentlessly pursuing him.

Whether it was Xiao Yi’s good fortune or bad luck, it’s hard to say.

No matter what, Xiao Yi continued to quickly think of a solution.

He knew it would be over ten more minutes before the next martial arts illusion conjured.

These ten minutes were his only time to strategize.

Xiao Yi perceived the Spirit Vein inside the Universe Ring.

By now, half of the Spirit Vein had been consumed.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth.

Originally, his plan was to keep fleeing.

As long as he could distance himself from the Beiyin Sect Great Elder, he had a glimmer of hope.

At worst, he would let the Beiyin Sect Great Elder pursue and kill him all the way.

As long as he could continue to escape, there was a chance.

At worst, he could flee to the Wind Shattering Hall Main Hall.

He didn’t believe that the Beiyin Sect Great Elder would dare to kill him there.

But now, Xiao Yi abandoned these ideas.

Not to mention that every full-force strike from the Beiyin Sect Great Elder heavily injured him, he couldn’t hold out for long.

Moreover, the depletion rate of the Spirit Vein couldn’t sustain him for several days.

Once all the Spirit Vein was exhausted, his Primordial Power would be spent.

Then, there would be no escape, no hope.

"If there’s no way to escape, I can only fight," Xiao Yi thought, gritting his teeth.

However, this resolve only appeared for a few seconds before dissipating.

Despite facing many crises before, each time, no matter how dangerous, he had some confidence.

Yet this time, he had no solution.

He was well aware that even if he used all his skills, including his powerful flames, he was not a match for the Beiyin Sect Great Elder.

A Martial Arts Great Power was too strong.

"Perhaps..." Xiao Yi frowned, pondering.

"The means of the Dawn Bell."

Suddenly, Xiao Yi’s eyes brightened.

The method he learned from the Dawn Bell, he had mastered to the extent of unleashing fifteen simultaneous sword strikes.

If the level was slightly higher...

He remembered, although he couldn’t injure the Beiyin Sect Great Elder, he could still repel him with one strike.

If achieved over twenty strikes, perhaps he would have the power to fight.

Xiao Yi’s mouth curled into a smile.

While flying swiftly, he pondered secretly.

Comprehending in battle and while fleeing were not new to Xiao Yi.

With his talent, this wasn’t too difficult.

...

Over ten minutes later.

In front of him, once again appeared the Martial Arts Illusion of the Beiyin Sect Great Elder.

Of course, the outcome was the same; Xiao Yi injured, fleeing.

...

Another ten plus minutes later.

The result was the same.

...

As time gradually passed, two hours later.

Xiao Yi took another strike from the Beiyin Sect Great Elder, fleeing far away.

The Beiyin Sect Great Elder, however, scoffed.

"Your aura grows weaker."

"At most, a few more of my strikes, and you will be powerless, fading into death."

Yet, two hours later.

The Beiyin Sect Great Elder’s face suddenly turned incredulous.

"For two entire hours, enduring no less than ten strikes, still able to flee?"

Watching Xiao Yi’s disappearing silhouette, the Beiyin Sect’s gaze looked as if he were seeing a monster.

He had clearly underestimated Xiao Yi’s ability to endure injuries and escape.

This monster was not a Martial Arts Genius that grew under protection.

But a monster who had endured countless life-and-death trials to grow to this day.

...

Until half a day later.

Xiao Yi, flying at high speed, once more encountered the Martial Arts Illusion of the Beiyin Sect Great Elder ahead.

But this time, Xiao Yi smiled.

On the Martial Arts Illusion, a Martial Arts River sealed towards him.

Xiao Yi swung his sword.

Eighty thousand starlights descended, metamorphosing into the Starlight River, rolling over.

Bang...

An explosive sound, the Starlight River was overwhelmingly fierce; the Martial Arts River shattered instantly.

A sword fell, and the Martial Arts Illusion disintegrated.

...

The second update.