Chapter 1328: Biyan'er's Crisis

"Heh, coward."

Seeing Wang Jianqiang flee in a panic, the crowd one after another revealed looks of mockery.

On the other side,

Wang Jianqiang did not escape too far.

After breaking away from the perception of those Cultivators, he immediately concealed his own aura, changed direction, and headed back toward the water pool.

When he returned to the edge of the water pool, the number of figures by the pool had increased quite a bit.

These Cultivators were all wary of one another; no one dared to act rashly and be the first to enter the water pool.

The scene fell into a strange and fragile stalemate.

At one moment.

The crowd's expressions suddenly changed; no longer warily watching the competitors around them, they all lowered their heads to look down into the water pool.

Because at this very moment.

The oppressive and powerful aura within the water pool suddenly vanished.

Had the treasure retracted its power on its own...

Or...

Had someone already entered the water pool in advance and obtained the treasure within!

Thinking of this possibility, everyone's expression changed accordingly.

The next moment.

Splash~

Within the water pool that had just returned to calm, a column of water suddenly shot up into the sky.

The crowd was startled and instinctively scattered to dodge.

Whoosh~

Just as the crowd scattered and a gap appeared above the water pool, at that very instant.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the water pool and fled toward the distance.

"Someone really did enter the water pool in advance. They obtained the treasure inside!"

"The treasure is on her!"

"We cannot let her keep the treasure for herself!"

The crowd reacted one after another, erupting with speed, and gave chase toward the fleeing figure.

After everyone had left.

Wang Jianqiang's figure flashed and appeared in mid-air.

He looked at the more than thirty backs rapidly moving away, his expression grave.

The person who had just escaped from the water pool was none other than Biyan'er.

Biyan'er's strength was very high.

But these pursuers were also no slouches.

Those who could arrive at this place at this time were no weaklings.

Among those more than thirty pursuers, the majority were Cultivators at the Integration Stage Perfection level.

Besides them, the rest were all at the Integration Late Stage.

Under the encirclement of so many experts, even Biyan'er could not avoid falling into a life-or-death crisis.

While fleeing along the way, although she had killed several enemies, she herself had also sustained injuries.

Her strength was affected.

Fleeing became increasingly difficult.

Above a mountain range.

Biyan'er was caught up to by the enemies once again.

This time, the enemies appearing before her numbered twenty.

Five Integration Stage Perfection and fifteen Integration Late Stage Cultivators.

These Cultivators were all geniuses among the Integration Stage from various Sea Region races.

Their strength was significantly greater than other Cultivators of the same level.

Biyan'er was already injured, and her strength was not at its peak.

She immediately fell into a bitter battle.

After just a short moment of fighting, her injuries worsened significantly, and the impact on her strength became increasingly severe.

As one side weakened and the other grew stronger, her situation became increasingly dire.

Boom~

After a roar, Biyan'er temporarily forced the enemies back, a trail of crimson blood sliding from the corner of her mouth.

She reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her expression heavy.

"I cannot let this continue."

"Otherwise, I will inevitably be worn down to death here!"

As her thoughts flashed, a look of determination suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

Gritting her teeth, a burst of intense radiance suddenly erupted from her body.

This radiance was blindingly bright.

At this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a small sun.

Pure and blinding radiance covered every corner of this world in the blink of an eye.

The Sea Clan cultivators dared not be negligent and one after another unleashed their strongest defenses.

However.

The very moment this pure light touched everyone's defenses.

Their defenses, like Darkness Power dispersed by light, instantly vaporized.

Everyone was shocked and terrified.

They desperately mobilized their Spiritual Power and unleashed piece after piece of Magic Treasure to resist, while simultaneously retreating in a panic.

Finally.

The light dissipated.

Nine disheveled figures were revealed.

Their clothes were tattered, their faces deathly pale, and their spirits withered; clearly...

They had all paid a heavy price to withstand the previous attack.

However, they had survived after all.

The other eleven people were not so lucky.

They had already perished in the previous strike, their physical bodies and Nascent Souls both vaporized, disappearing without a trace.

After gasping for breath for a while, the nine survivors suddenly sensed a movement.

They subconsciously looked down and immediately discovered a figure rushing toward the mountain forest below.

It was Biyan'er.

Upon seeing Biyan'er, a flash of ferocity crossed the eyes of the nine people.

"That last strike was her desperate, life-risking attack."

"Our condition is poor, but her condition will be even worse."

"We cannot let her escape, otherwise the price we paid will have been wasted!"

Among the nine.

One person's eyes flickered, and they spoke in a deep voice.

"That's right!"

"Let's pursue together; after obtaining the treasure, the nine of us will split it according to its value."

Another person spoke up.

Hearing this person's words, the other eight nodded one after another.

They immediately transformed into nine streaks of light and pursued toward the mountain range below.

Originally, everyone had come with the intention of keeping the treasure on Biyan'er for themselves.

No one wanted to share the treasure with others.

But the strength Biyan'er displayed was too astonishing, and everyone was already filled with apprehension.

Even knowing she was at the end of her rope, no one present dared to say they could face her alone.

They could only choose to join forces.

Thump~

After Biyan'er landed in a dense mountain forest, her legs went weak, and she collapsed directly onto the ground.

The previous strike was a Forbidden Technique of their Jade Clam Clan.

Its power was formidable, but the cost of executing it was also immense.

After that one strike, not only was her Spiritual Power nearly burned out, but even her foundation had suffered massive damage.

What a pity~

When she executed this technique, she was ultimately not at her peak state, so the power was slightly lacking.

Otherwise, not a single person would have survived that last strike!

"Those nine survivors are all Integration Stage Perfection cultivators; although their condition is very poor, they at least retain nearly half of their combat power."

"Right now, I have almost lost the power to resist; I absolutely must not let them find me."

Biyan'er gritted her teeth, forced herself to stand up from the ground, used a secret technique of the Jade Clam Clan to mask her aura, and flew toward the depths of the mountain forest.

After escaping for over ten miles, she hid in a crevice of a steep cliff.

Not long after she hid, the nine figures arrived in pursuit.

The nine people spread out their Spirit Sense, and after sensing for a moment, they all frowned.

"Nothing?"

"Her escape trail clearly led to this point, how could it suddenly break off?"

One person spoke coldly.

"Perhaps she is hiding somewhere nearby, it's hard to say."

Just then, another person spoke.

Hearing this person's words, the others' expressions shifted.

"Search!"

"Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find her."