Chapter 889: Birds Startled by the Bow

After withstanding two strikes from demonic king weapons.

Jiang Chengzi, Tian Yunzi, and the other four Great Perfection cultivators had already sensed something was wrong—this newly appeared Taiyi Tianzun was too powerful, instilling dread; unless they fought together, individually, even if they burned their Dao Flowers, they could hardly survive five rounds against him.

In a life-or-death struggle, they would be killed within moments of engagement.

There was no doubt—even escape was impossible.

This was their instinctive perception of danger, not panicked delusions.

"What do we do? What now?"

At this moment of life-or-death crisis, the Great Perfection cultivators, who had lived for over a thousand years, began to panic and lost their composure, for they realized they might die here.

But they did not want to die—they had finally found a way to cross realms and were about to regain immortality; how could they willingly be slain in this end-of-ages world?

But the Dao Flowers were burning too fast—the petals representing magic power were vanishing one by one; once all nine petals were gone, they would plummet back to the Three Flowers realm and never recover.

The reason the Dao Flowers burned so rapidly was that part of the magic power gained was being consumed by this world.

Li Yi now charged forward, wielding the demonic king weapon; no one dared stand in his way—they did not wish to sacrifice their lives to buy time for their comrades.

Flee!

All six of them simultaneously conceived this thought.

As Great Perfection cultivators, even if they could not defeat him, they should still be able to escape while burning their Dao Flowers; even if this Taiyi Tianzun was immensely powerful, he could not kill all six of them at once.

Six figures immediately moved in perfect unison, dashing off in six different directions.

If they could just hold out until their allies from beyond the heavens arrived, there might still be a chance.

The plan sounded good.

But scattering now was a waste of the peak power gained by burning their Dao Flowers—they had stood together, they still had a fighting chance; now, by fleeing, they were walking straight into death.

Li Yi quickly caught up to the ancestral master of Tianyi Sect, Tianchengzi; the demonic king weapon struck again, its force swallowing heaven and earth, instantly engulfing him.

"Why me?" Tian Yunzi's eyes bulged with rage and despair.

How unlucky—he was the first targeted, and as the first, he knew full well he had no chance of escape.

"No choice—only fight to the death."

Tian Yunzi ignited all three of his Dao Flowers at once; even if he would become mortal afterward and immediately perish, it was better than dissolving into nothingness now.

The ignition of all three Dao Flowers did grant him power surpassing his peak.

"Grow or shrink at will, overturn rivers and seas—break!"

He roared, unleashing Tianyi Sect's ancient Dao art, shrinking the incoming force and tearing open a gap with the technique of overturning rivers and seas, barely holding back Li Yi's strike.

But the next instant.

A force of Dragon and Tiger shattered his Dao art and slammed directly into his body.

"What?"

Tian Yunzi could not believe it—but he saw clearly: in the clash of magic power, this Taiyi Tianzun had unleashed a Dragon and Tiger divine force with his bare fist?

What nonsense.

What kind of body could generate such power with a single punch?

But it was too late.

Struck by that punch, Tian Yunzi was instantly flung away; before he even hit the ground, his body disintegrated midair, as if dissolving into the wind.

This power was too strong—it utterly obliterated his flesh and annihilated his Primordial Spirit. The remaining three Dao Flowers shattered completely, turning into pure spiritual energy that scattered through the heavens.

Feeling Tian Yunzi's aura vanish, the others trembled with dread.

Though they knew being targeted by this Taiyi Tianzun likely meant death, this was too fast—he was slain in a single exchange.

But the next moment.

Another Great Perfection cultivator was targeted by Xuan Yuezi; unable to escape, he was struck by the Moon Disc transformed into a brilliant full moon. Even with his Dao Flower burned to peak power, he could not resist—he screamed once and died instantly.

"Xuan Yuezi is also a ruthless one." As the ancestral master of Tiandao Sect, he wiped sweat from his brow as he fled.

Earlier, with six against one, they held the advantage and could still act like ancestral masters; now, with two Great Perfection cultivators dead, he only prayed this Taiyi Tianzun would not hold a grudge against him.

"Chase them. Don't let one escape."

Li Yi shouted, and after killing one, he did not pause—he rode clouds and mist to pursue another.

Xuan Yuezi did the same, selecting a target and giving chase.

At this moment, Li Yi targeted the ancestral master of Tiandao Sect. Though the man's speed was indeed swift, his cloud-riding technique even more refined than Li Yi's, what mattered now was not technique, but the depth of magic power.

The power gained by burning Dao Flowers was impressive—but not enough to escape Li Yi's pursuit.

Only moments passed before Jiang Chengzi slowed; his Dao Flower had burned more than half, and his magic power was faltering.

But Li Yi had one hundred and five acupoints, his magic power vast and abundant; he also carried rare artifacts to replenish his losses—in this end-of-ages world, his endurance posed no problem.

"Damn it—how can this Taiyi Tianzun's spiritual sense be so strong? I've changed direction multiple times, even used deception spells—and still he won't lose me. If this continues, he'll catch me."

Jiang Chengzi began to panic.

Behind him, Li Yi was drawing ever closer; catching him was inevitable.

And in this world, spiritual energy was exhausted—he could not replenish his magic power, forced to watch helplessly as his Dao Flower's petals burned away and withered.

After one final attempt.

Jiang Chengzi gave up in despair—his Dao Flower was completely spent, his power crippled, his realm fallen to Three Flowers; his speed dropped further.

"You won't escape," Li Yi's cold voice echoed.

"Brother, enmity is better resolved than prolonged—spare my life, I'll swear the Self-Sacrifice Oath and serve you henceforth, how?" Jiang Chengzi shouted, pouring magic power into his voice.

"Serve me? That's too convenient. I only want your life," Li Yi remained unmoved—he didn't take in just anyone; such treacherous souls were better dead.

Besides, they were already enemies; someday, they might turn on him.

After a dozen seconds, he caught up to Jiang Chengzi. Without a word, he swung his demonic king weapon—a divine light slashed forth, engulfing the man entirely; only a final scream echoed through heaven and earth, then nothing remained.

After killing him,

Li Yi knew chasing the remaining two Great Perfection cultivators would be difficult.

They had surely fled to a safe hiding place; he did not dwell on it, but immediately turned back—he feared something might happen to Xuan Yuezi, for she might have reinforcements.

Xuan Yuezi's situation mirrored Li Yi's—after killing her second target, she too turned back to regroup with Li Yi; as for the third, she knew complete annihilation was impossible.

But with their Dao Flowers burned and their realms fallen, they could not return to the heavens beyond; they would likely perish in this world, posing no further threat.