Chapter 30: Meeting Xie Yan Again

Although Yuan Yao ran as fast as she could, she still couldn't outpace the late Nascent Soul Realm grave guardian corpse.

The grave guardian corpse was engulfed in raging flames, like a burning meteor, rushing toward Yuan Yao at astonishing speed.

Its withered hand shot out like lightning, carrying terrifying force and pressure, as if it would tear Yuan Yao apart in an instant.

Yuan Yao sensed the danger, quickly turned, and with all her strength raised her sword to meet the corpse's attack.

Clang—

Yuan Yao's pupils contracted sharply; she was astonished—the seemingly fragile withered corpse hand actually gripped the Phantom Spirit Sword firmly, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't budge the sword even a bit.

At the same time, the grave guardian's other hand swiftly condensed a powerful corrosive force, like a black whirlwind, lunging straight at Yuan Yao's chest.

"I'm going!"

At this critical moment, she forcibly broke free from the corpse's power and pressure, then decisively abandoned the Phantom Spirit Sword in her hand and turned to flee at full speed.

The grave guardian's hand grasped at nothing, catching only emptiness.

It seemed somewhat annoyed by Yuan Yao's escape, and immediately, like a frenzied beast, it tightly pursued her.

Clang!

The Phantom Spirit Sword fell to the ground, emitting a clear sound.

"Phantom Spirit!" Yuan Yao shouted while sprinting forward.

As a result, the Phantom Spirit Sword lay still on the ground, unresponsive.

"Phantom Spirit——"

Yuan Yao shouted again.

The Phantom Spirit Sword still had no response.

Yuan Yao instantly realized it was angry—it was angry at her for abandoning it and leaving.

"Phantom Spirit, I was wrong!" Yuan Yao shouted immediately.

The Phantom Spirit Sword still had no response.

Yuan Yao gritted her teeth; releasing it just now had been a helpless move.

Because she firmly believed the Phantom Spirit Sword could not possibly break in the grave guardian's hand.

She did not call out to it again.

The scorching sensation behind her approached again; she immediately pulled a high-level formation disc from her storage space and, while running, condensed hand seals.

"Heaven and earth as the line, activate the barrier!"

The moment her words fell, Yuan Yao abruptly turned and unleashed the formation disc.

In an instant, a barrier appeared between Yuan Yao and the grave guardian.

The grave guardian clenched its fist and slammed it toward the barrier.

Boom!

Crack—

The sound of the barrier cracking rang out.

Yuan Yao's face changed drastically; she immediately deployed another formation barrier.

She consecutively deployed three barriers!

But each was shattered by the grave guardian with a single blow.

And the next moment, just as the grave guardian's fist was about to strike Yuan Yao—

With a clear sword chime, a dazzling light flashed; the grave guardian's hand, like a severed dry branch, snapped in two, and the 'fist' fell powerlessly to the ground.

And before Yuan Yao's eyes stood a five-colored long sword.

Yuan Yao's eye sockets warmed; she reached out and gripped the hilt, saying, "I won't abandon you again."

After a pause, she raised her sword and said haughtily, "If you ignore me again, I'll go find a prettier sword."

The Phantom Spirit Sword trembled violently in protest.

It was indicating: There is no sword in the world more beautiful than it!

At this moment, the grave guardian attacked again.

Yuan Yao quickly raised her sword to fight, but in less than a round she was sent flying by the grave guardian's remaining hand, which she couldn't dodge in time.

She rolled several times on the ground and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, her five viscera and six bowels ached.

Her myriad-shroud robe showed faint signs of tearing, about to give way.

Yuan Yao struggled to her feet, while the grave guardian had already closed in.

She instinctively raised her sword to block.

Boom——

With a deafening boom, she was again blasted away, and at the same instant her myriad-shroud robe shattered, losing its protective function.

Multiple bones in her body fractured, and blood spread from the corners of her mouth.

Pain Pain Pain!

Ying Wuji, amidst the battle, glanced sideways, noticed Yuan Yao's situation, his expression instantly turned cold; he immediately swept his sword to repel three grave guardians, then flashed to her front and lifted his blade, sending the grave guardian chasing her back ten or so steps.

"Stay hidden."

Ying Wuji had no time to ask about her injuries, leaving only that sentence before quickly approaching the pursuing grave guardians.

At this moment, Yuan Yao was in excruciating pain all over; her pretty face instantly lost color, she gritted her teeth and used the Phantom Spirit Sword to force herself to stand.

As soon as she rose, she couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of fresh blood.

The fresh blood splattered onto the ground, gradually merging with the soil.

And those six grave guardians, as if sensing something, simultaneously shifted their targets and rushed toward Yuan Yao.

This scene made Song Yan and the two others instantly change their complexion.

Ying Wuji directly flashed forward to pursue, then used his single body to block the path of the six tomb-guarding corpses.

Although he had the ability to fight above his level, the number of enemies was too great, and their strength seemed to peak at that moment, forcing Ying Wuji onto the defensive with several successive moves.

The long-robed tomb-guarding corpse not only broke through Ying Wuji's defensive spiritual shield, but also struck his chest heavily with a palm.

With a 'bang,' Ying Wuji was shaken back several steps, thin lips bleeding at the corners, his complexion turning slightly pale.

"Yunyao, run fast!" Ying Wuji shouted while holding them off.

Everyone could see that the six tomb-guarding corpses' target was Yuan Yao!

But they did not know the specific reason!

And Weng Mingshu, hiding in the passage, seeing this, her expression turned grave; she turned her head to look at Yan Haonan: "Eldest Senior Brother..."

Yan Haonan said solemnly: "They are not something we can deal with."

His cultivation is merely at the Initial Golden Core.

If he were drawn into this battle, he would not only be unable to save anyone, but would also lose his life because of it.

"Run quickly——" Cang Li shouted anxiously.

Yuan Yao realized she could not stay here any longer; she gritted her teeth and turned to run.

At the moment she turned, a calling voice seemed to come from her sea of consciousness.

That indescribable feeling once again transmitted in her heart.

It seemed as if someone wanted her to stay.

But the Eldest Senior Brother and the others told her to hurry away.

Yuan Yao dashed toward the direction of the bone passage, and that inexplicable feeling in her heart grew stronger.

——Stay!

And when the six tomb-guarding corpses sensed that Yuan Yao was about to flee the area, their strength suddenly surged, severely injuring Song Yan, Cang Li, Ying Wuji, and the black dragon in one fell swoop.

They then pursued Yuan Yao with incomparable speed.

Yuan Yao looked back, and her pupils contracted.

How terrifying!!!

Yuan Yao gritted her teeth and sprinted with all her might.

She no longer cared about her image or expression.

And at the same time——

Not far from the exit of the bone passage, a tall white figure appeared.

Only seen, the youth wore a black ghost-face mask on his face, a white robe with cloud patterns, and a sash that outlined his narrow waist.

He slightly raised his eyes, gazing toward the direction of the movement.

And when he saw who had come, the corner of his mouth beneath the mask twitched slightly.