Chapter 1666: Desperate Escape

Xue Luoxing never imagined that Luo Jiuyou would risk mutual destruction to fight him to the death.

The dagger stabbed hard into Xue Luoxing's abdomen; Luo Jiuyou had a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth, yet he gave a cold, fierce grin.

"You bastard, even if the Heavenly King himself came today, you couldn't escape."

"You..............."

Seeing Luo Jiuyou's vicious smile, Xue Luoxing clenched his teeth; this blow truly added insult to injury.

With the wound in his lower back worsening, he suffered another heavy blow.

Moreover, this wasn't over; after landing the strike, Luo Jiuyou didn't stop, pulled out the dagger and stabbed hard at Xue Luoxing again.

Seeing this, Xue Luoxing's hair stood on end, and he dared not continue a death match with Luo Jiuyou—this guy was truly crazy.

He immediately pulled back his hand, then without hesitation retreated, barely dodging Luo Jiuyou's strike.

Even so, Luo Jiuyou still had no intention of letting him go, pursuing closely.

The surrounding netherworld heavenly thunder resembled lightning dragons, carrying immense might.

Faced with Luo Jiuyou's step-by-step pressure, Xue Luoxing could only keep dodging.

But continuing like this wasn't an option; he could feel his situation constantly deteriorating.

His inner aura grew increasingly feeble; he could no longer keep dragging on.

Thinking this, Xue Luoxing gritted his teeth, disregarded the consequences, and directly activated the third secret art.

The triple secret art—even for Xue Luoxing—had truly reached its limit.

If it were an ordinary cultivator activating three secret arts at once, they likely wouldn't even wait for the side effects; their body couldn't withstand it directly.

Only top-tier heavenly pride like Xue Luoxing, with the utmost physique, could endure the pressure the triple secret art placed on the body.

As the third secret art was unleashed, Xue Luoxing's aura rose again.

But this time he had no intention of lingering in battle; before Luo Jiuyou could react,

Xue Luoxing, relying on the might of the triple secret art, struck to repel Luo Jiuyou and then turned and fled without looking back.

At this point Xue Luoxing had little will to fight; continuing would likely mean his end here.

Compared to other concerns, Xue Luoxing still cared most about his life—survival was paramount.

Seeing Xue Luoxing turn and flee, Luo Jiuyou's expression darkened, and he immediately gave chase.

Last time I let that bastard escape; this time there's no way I'll let him get away easily.

Luo Jiuyou pursued relentlessly, but Xue Luoxing, having seized the initiative and bolstered by the triple secret art, still managed to inch ahead.

After desperately creating an escape opportunity, feeling the distance between them gradually widen, Xue Luoxing finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Luo Jiuyou behind him had initially planned to likewise unleash the third secret art.

Compared to his obsession with slaying Xue Luoxing, the side effects of the triple secret art meant nothing to Luo Jiuyou.

But when he saw the panicked Xue Luoxing fleeing toward where Ye Zhangqing was, he quickly abandoned that idea.

He could have run in any direction, yet Xue Luoxing chose this one.

Going straight ahead, it led directly to Ye Zhangqing's star battleship—wasn't that basically crashing straight into his arms?

With Ye Zhangqing blocking the way, Luo Jiuyou had no worry that Xue Luoxing could escape.

So after a brief hesitation, Luo Jiuyou gave up the idea of using the third secret art.

Meanwhile, Xue Luoxing, fleeing desperately ahead, initially feared that Luo Jiuyou, that madman, would also activate the triple secret art like him.

But as they chased and fled at full speed, Xue Luoxing noticed Luo Jiuyou seemed not intending to activate the triple secret art.

For a moment he felt relieved, meanwhile thinking with disdain,

"Hah, just empty bluster."

In Xue Luoxing's view, Luo Jiuyou probably also feared the side effects of the triple secret art.

Even for heavenly pride of their caliber, the side effects of the triple secret art are hard to bear.

When the side effects of the three secret arts stack and erupt together, the sensation is absolutely agonizing.

Therefore, facing the triple secret art's side effects, Luo Jiuyou ultimately chose to abandon it.

Yet thinking he could catch up with merely the double secret art is pure fantasy.

Confirming Luo Jiuyou had given up, Xue Luoxing immediately saw hope of escape and felt confident again.

While sprinting, he coldly shouted,

"Luo Jiuyou, I'll remember this today; we have a long future ahead."

He still wanted to throw out harsh words, but Luo Jiuyou's eyes flashed with killing intent—this bastard thought he could escape? No way.

In the distance, Luo Jiuyou faintly made out a small black dot—that was Ye Zhangqing's star battleship.

This bastard had basically walked into a trap; still thinking of escape, hah—he refrained from using the triple secret art not because he lacked the guts, but because it wasn't necessary.

Had Xue Luoxing fled in any other direction instead of rushing straight to his doom at Ye Zhangqing's battleship, Luo Jiuyou would have already unleashed the triple secret art; there'd be no waiting until now.

Never doubt Luo Jiuyou's killing intent toward Xue Luoxing; to slay that bastard, he can be said to have tried every means.

Over the years he's constantly wanted to kill this guy; so how could a mere triple secret art side effect make Luo Jiuyou just give up like that?

It's laughable that this bastard now dares to spout big words in front of him, truly thinking he can get away.

Luo Jiuyou didn't bother answering Xue Luoxing's words, too lazy to waste breath.

Under the triple secret art's boost, Xue Luoxing's speed was indeed greater than his—but so what?

Luo Jiuyou simply tailed him unhurriedly, watching Xue Luoxing gradually pull ahead.

Yet he felt no worry at all.

Now Xue Luoxing, thinking he'd escaped death, still didn't realize that the direction he was sprinting was actually a dead end.

Meanwhile, not far from Xue Luoxing, Ye Zhangqing rare had a moment of leisure.

Earlier everyone had come for a big feast; now the star battleship had grown quiet.

After all, on the battlefield, even if everyone is famished, they still know what's urgent and what can wait.

Eating is eating, but on the battlefield there isn't that much time to waste.

So everyone comes over, wolfs down their meal in a few bites, then rushes back to the battlefield.

They won't linger long here; for now there's no one, so Ye Zhangqing naturally has some free time.

He stood before the stove for several Shíchén, grew a bit tired, and with nothing to do went up onto the deck, intending to stretch and relax.