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Pfft, like a ruptured balloon, the bees disappeared and so did the remembrance.

"So, this is your trump card?" As Can Yueye said this, he opened his mouth savagely, no longer needing to probe further.

All the sources of uneasiness were banned as the identity of the Initiator surfaced.

's wings were still there, they moved automatically without wind and slid along the wind to Yun Chen's side.

"Quick …" There was no response. Yun Chen only felt a palm pat on his shoulder.

He anxiously turned around, and lost sight of Can Yueye.

Then, following the direction of the wind, she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and heavily slapped Yun Chen's back with her palm.

After staggering for a bit, Yun Chen almost lost his balance and smashed his head against the ground.

"It's not over yet." The sound of laughter lingered, and the feeling of heaven and earth spinning appeared on Yun Chen's body.

"Let's break it." A foot descended from the sky, aimed straight for Yun Chen's head.

"Read..." "Ahhh!" In the nick of time, Yun Chen immediately retreated and with the help of his Will, he kicked the leg away. Can Yueye flew back a distance and landed a kick on the ground, standing up calmly.

After Yun Chen dodged, he started to pant heavily, and continuously breathe out. That strike just now was extremely dangerous, even a little bit slower, and his life was at stake.

"It's not over yet." Can Yueye was not disappointed.

Under the trembling of her wings, she struck out once more, her figure quickly flashing as she swept towards Yun Chen.

"Nine Dragons Arts..." roared fiercely in his heart, and the surging aura suppressed her speed. Nine Dragons Arts, as the name implied, it was limited to nine dragons.

The current Yun Chen could only activate three dragons, but this was enough to allow him to surpass the Half-sublimation Stage and move closer to it.

This was a secret technique, without any side effects, only a time limit. Half an incense stick of time passed, and three dragons coiled around his body, producing the strongest force.

Although there were no Immortal-root Shadow s, in terms of strength, three to four Can Yueye s still could not compare to Yun Chen.

A clear punch. Yun Chen struck out with all his might towards the incoming Can Yueye.

"Not good …" Only when one got close to it, would one understand the terror of this fist strike. That kind of power was even stronger than the people from the Early Incarnation Stage.

Waves after waves of wind spread out, and under the roiling waves of wind, coupled with enormous ripples, it directly shook and split Can Yueye's body. Tiny cracks spread out all over her body, and a dripping blood soaked her clothes.

"You … actually injured me? " This was the first time Can Yueye displayed her expression of disbelief. She endured the pain in her body and furiously spread open her arms: "You, you want to die …"

"The waning moon, the song of the Shang people." A bright moon appeared and silver moonlight covered Yun Chen's entire body. Tiny needles, like the spring rain, seeped into Yun Chen's body.

"Not good …" This was Can Yueye's Pulse Arts, able to catch up to the power of the Dao Arts. Adding on to the Immortal Foundation within her body, she used the absorption of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to create a real face.

Needles after needles sprinkled towards the innocent Yun Chen along the moonlight.

"I heard that this is the magic of the Crippling Shang Bee Clan, the prelude to the Moon of Broken Deaths. Even though it is only a Pulse Arts, it possesses the power of a normal Dao technique. It is unfathomably profound for a person who cultivates body." Behind him, the captive had used his own insight.

However, these words displayed the terror of this move.

Yun Chen grabbed onto Blood Dye, and covered the dust around him with a mysterious veil. This could not be done, because a magical equipment, when placed in the hands of a cultivator, could only result in endless calamity and uneasiness.

Clang …

Amidst a series of explosive sounds, Yun Chen's figure disappeared the moment the dust and dirt landed.

"See you later."

The relaxed words caused Can Yueye's expression to change continuously. In this battle, she had underestimated Yun Chen, and did not use her strongest Pulse Arts in the first place, but had instead gone somewhere else to play with him and kill him. Unfortunately, one of them had been tricked, and the other two, who were originally captives, had disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it, I will catch up to you." Can Yueye stared at the blood drop on the ground, and then revealed his sinister smile once again.

"Puff …" Yun Chen staggered along as fine needles dropped down from his feet. Under the rain of needles that filled the sky, he was eventually hit, and three of them had entered his body, causing serious injuries.

While walking, he exerted his strength to propel the black hole in his body. The sound of needles hitting the ground echoed unceasingly.

"Such strong strength. With Immortal-root Shadow, your strength is different." It was the same Half-sublimation Stage, but compared to Xiong Tai, Can Yueye was undoubtedly much stronger.

Xiong Tai belonged to the group of Immortal-root Shadow that had no Immortal-root Shadow. He had only experienced a preliminary breakthrough and had not fully consolidated his strength.

It was very likely that she had experienced self-refinement before. The Heart Meridians were connected, and the Heart Meridians were interlinked, so in the end, before she managed to cross over the miraculous state, she was forced to use a method to slow down by the almighty beings within the Sublimation Stage.

This time, it wasn't wrong for Yun Chen to lose.

After an unknown period of time, Yun Chen's head became muddled. This was due to him losing too much blood, and with his pale face, he did not even have the ability to fight wild beasts anymore. Right now, it could be said to be the moment where Yun Chen was the most injured.

The lethal power of the thin needle was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. It seemed as if it had corroded one's bone marrow, constantly slicing open flesh and blood vessels, causing blood to flow out.

The current Yun Chen could not heal himself, there were some issues with his body that he was unable to control freely.

"Yun Chen, what's wrong …" Time had lost its limit. After walking for an unknown amount of time, Cai Meng finally found Yun Chen.

The long trail of blood revealed the severity of the injury, which could not be slowed.

Cai Meng was not an unreasonable person who hesitated. In her resolute expression, she sucked up the blood that was on Yun Chen's body.

Then, he stopped the bleeding and anxiously took out all the necessary hemostasis pills and healing pills, letting Yun Chen take them all. He then picked up the heavy Yun Chen and rushed to an unknown direction and quickly left the place.

After slightly adjusting himself and consuming some medicinal pellets, Can Yueye's injuries were quickly healed. This was not a serious injury, it was just a laceration.

Pulling up the captive, she smiled and followed the trail of blood towards her destination.

Not long after, with a sharp turn, the blood was diffracted far away and the source of the blood was lost.

"So cunning, to think that you would still be able to stay awake and calm despite being so heavily injured. I wonder if it was the little girl Cai Meng who helped or if it was her own effort. I think it would be better to let you live." Can Yueye did not need to worry about all these. Her goal was to try out the strongest people and find out the gap between them. After which, she would be able to break through and achieve her future path in the three sects.

She was a person with a quota. As for the captives behind her, they were merely prisoners on the road. Captives who wanted to take liberties with her without even knowing were truly pitiful.

Over the years, she had striven to look like a man, to make a Adam's apple, to surpass her peers, to be a woman, to be treated as a man by those who knew her.

However, Can Yueye had to admit that his luck was not bad. These few people came from the clans that got a placing this year, and out of the more than one hundred clans, there were more than ten that got a placing. This also meant that the number of disciples that could enter the three sects this time would reach fifty to sixty people. It seemed like a lot, but in actuality, it was too little.

Out of the three Sect s, each one would only have around a dozen or so people.

But for Internal Portal, to be able to rush to the three sects without even taking the examination and obtaining the identity of a Internal Portal disciple was the benefit of a large clan.

It had to be known that out of all the hundred people in a sect, it was difficult to find even one person who was capable of becoming a Internal Portal disciple. Usually, throughout the years, only several hundred would become Internal Portal disciples.

"Looks like I have to find that damnable Remnant." Can Yueye muttered to himself and made his decision. "The quota should be left for our own family members …"

He used the same gaze he used to look at the dying men, glanced at the captives, then dragged them in the direction of the familiar aura.