Chapter 1491 - Spectating With Ease
Mystic Ice Sect’s Sect Master Bing Luli grinned when she saw Elizar Yantra become encased in her Blooming Frozen Seal Technique. It was a High-Level Emperor Grade Battle Technique that was able to trap Ninth Stage Powerhouses within an ice coffin, making it easier for her to capture or even continue her attack.
"Don’t let your guard down! That’s also an illusion!"
Ancestor Larzen Metaxas’s voice echoed from behind, causing Sect Master Bing Luli’s smile to fade, replaced with a frosty demeanor. She was also good at Illusion Laws, but in front of these Flowing Mist Sect Ancestors, it could be seen that she was nowhere near them.
And as expected, Elizar Yantra, who was trapped within the ice she cast, disappeared within seconds as if he was nothing but a mirage. Sect Master Bing Luli clenched her white teeth and searched with her senses before a voice echoed.
"There!"
Ancestor Hiden Gilmore pointed toward another direction where Elizar Yantra was escaping while Sect Master Bing Luli also discovered him at the same time. She shot towards Elizar Yantra, but he maneuvered in a way that made him gain distance from her while she had no choice but to join up with the four other Ancestors in pursuit.
She lost the edge in chasing him down, making her irritated. A soul transmission suddenly popped up in her mind.
"Luli’er... Don’t overdo it. As much as I know that you want to leave your name carved in the annals of our Mystic Ice Sect by hunting down a traitor of the righteous path during your first mission as a Law Rune Stage Powerhouse, I would advise you not to underestimate an injured and cornered Ninth Stage Powerhouse. You do not want that sc.u.m to blow up on your face as a last resort, don’t you?"
"Ancestor Wan Lanying... He’s in no way that courageous..." Sect Master Bing Luli looked reluctant, but she nodded, "I understand."
Five powerhouses continued to chase Elizar Yantra in pursuit. The last powerhouse was sent from the Thousand Pill Palace as part of the investigation group. But it seemed like he was intent on supporting them rather than attacking Elizar Yantra with his flames.
Nevertheless, nothing could be done unless they caught up to him.
However, unbeknownst to them, a wolf and a man were following them in the darkness. Since it was already night, they were as inconspicuous as they could be on top of their almost undiscoverable concealment.
"Hehe..."
Davis wickedly laughed as he watched the show from the skies above them. Unfortunately, Ancestor Dian Alstreim and Ancestor Tirea Snow didn’t get to see it because they both had their own matters to take care of.
"So that’s Sect Master Bing Luli and Ancestor Wan Lanying. They’re both damn beautiful... but wasn’t Ancestor Wan Lanying said to be an old lady? She became youthful by breaking into the Martial Sage Stage?"
He honestly found this point doubtful.
Wasn’t it said that the three Ancestors of the Mystic Ice Sect were about to die? One of them actually broke through into the Martial Sage Stage, revitalizing her vitality? What were the chances?
Moreover, this Sect Master also seems to have broken through into the Law Rune Stage, making it so that they had four powerhouses.
’Well, it seems like we aren’t the only power improving...’
*Boom!!!~*
Flames burst out as if they had flowed out from the underworld, covering the entire space around a twenty-kilometer radius, engulfing the illusion technique from Ancestor Larzen Metaxas as well as all the ancestors who tried to chase him down. It was such an apocalyptic sight that intense searing winds brewed and destroyed flora and fauna below, causing utter destruction.
Davis and Nadia, who were hidden in the distance, were also the recipients of intense searing heat winds. The temperature was such that Davis had no doubt that mortals and even cultivators at lower stages would turn into ashes, but to him, these hot streams of breeze were nothing but warm wind gushing at him. It was the same for Nadia. She enjoyed the feeling of her fur freely dancing in the spring wind, but the flame attribute in it made this experience a bit dislikeable.
As Davis watched the destruction happen, he could see that no humans were harmed, although magical beasts numbering over a thousand had died. But to the people who were battling above, that was irrelevant.
"Isn’t that a High-Level Emperor Grade Talisman created by a High-Level Emperor Grade Inscription Master? I think I have heard of it before... the Flame Providence Talisman, capable of turning the entire zone within a few dozen kilometers into a burning underworld capable of taking out a Ninth Stage Powerhouse."
"But, it seems like a weaker version to me..."
Davis coldly laughed, but honestly, he was surprised that Ancestor Elizar Yantra had something like that with him.
It was a life-saving treasure that brought immense damage if used at the right moment, and even lower-level cultivators could use it, so its price remained more expensive than the normal selling price as it would be sold in auctions in the Mid-Sized Territories or the Large-Sized Territories. It would be even rarer for Elizar Yantra to obtain one in the Nine Western Territories.
"Looks like he at least knew that his death was near. Isn’t that right, Nadia?"
"Yes, master."
The blazing flames produced from that tiny talisman receded from the explosion of the talisman moments later as if someone was dispersing it. When the space around them cleared, it could be seen that Ancestor Wan Lanying and Ancestor Krane Parazen had their hands reached out, defending along with Sect Master Bing Luli.
Elizar Yantra gritted his teeth and saw that his sneak attack had failed to injure a single one of them. Their combined prowess was immense! Nevertheless, he was sent flying by the explosion, and he allowed himself to use the momentum to gain more distance.
Looking at the Territory Gate a few kilometers ahead of him, he coldly laughed.
"I will remember this debt, you fools...!"
He screamed as his eyes turned bloodshot, but his pupils abruptly dilated.
"That is... only if you manage to escape, right...?"
Ancestor Hiden Gilmore appeared beside him out of nowhere, carrying an elegant silver sword as he slashed out at the empty space.
"...!?"
Elizar Yantra’s scalp turned numb while he tried to evade it, but that slash made on empty air severed his other arm, which spun away and plunged to the ground. Blood spurted out like a fountain from the severed end of his shoulder and arm, making him aware that he had yet again lost a limb!
"YiaaahhhH!!!!~"
He screamed as if he was a pig being slaughtered!