Chapter 532

Two warriors from the Medicinal King Valley, upon seeing their young master’s corpse, were overwhelmed by uncontrollable rage and fear.

This time, when the young master came to the Thousand Mechanism Sect, their lord had ordered them to go to Thousand Mechanism City and await the young master’s instructions.

Thus, they had watched the entire process of the young master’s participation in the Alchemy Contest, knowing he had been defeated by Xiao Yan, and recently the young master had instructed them to closely track Xiao Yan’s whereabouts—they had been monitoring the entrance and exit of the Thousand Mechanism Sect.

When they confirmed Xiao Yan had left the city, they immediately sent a special message to the young master outside the city.

They had assumed that even if the young master met Xiao Yan, he would suffer no loss; perhaps Xiao Yan would be severely punished by the young master.

Both were at the Third Stage of Primordial, but the young master’s cultivation techniques had been personally selected by the valley lord—powerful arts. Xiao Yan had been an unknown before the Alchemy Contest; he could not possibly be the young master’s match.

To let the young master vent his anger properly, they had deliberately used only spiritual sense to lock onto him, not rushing to his side immediately.

But they never expected that the moment Xiao Yan and the young master laid eyes on each other, Xiao Yan struck first—and even more shocking, the young master died without even a single exchange.

Even though they rushed over the instant they sensed it, they were still over ten breaths too late.

The young master’s death would surely enrage the valley lord.

If they failed to capture Xiao Yan and bring him back for the valley lord’s judgment, they would face severe punishment.

Their families and descendants all lived in the Medicinal King Valley; if they feared punishment and dared not return, every relative in their household would be executed. Even if they could abandon all their kin, the valley lord’s medicinal poison implanted in their bodies would, without timely antidote, subject them to inhuman torment.

Now, the only way to make the valley lord spare their lives was to capture Xiao Yan.

They did not even have time to collect the young master’s body—they immediately pursued the direction they had sensed Xiao Yan fleeing.

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Three red lights sped across the Thousand Mechanism Region, one ahead, two behind.

Half an hour later.

Lin Chen sighed inwardly; though his spiritual soul rivaled that of a Primordial Sixth Stage, and the Immortal Scripture enhanced it further, his current speed could barely match the two Primordial Fourth Stage warriors—he could not shake them off.

If he couldn’t escape, he would have to fight.

The moment he left the city, Lin Chen sensed two spiritual senses locking onto him; he could even judge they were Primordial Fourth Stage experts. He did not know their origins until he saw Jiang Yaoyan—then he understood.

Lin Chen had already witnessed Jiang Yaoyan’s character during the Alchemy Contest—he was narrow-minded, resentful that Lin Chen had taken first place, and had sent men to track him.

Lin Chen did not believe Jiang Yaoyan merely sent men to track him to save face.

If so, then he would strike first.

Killing Jiang Yaoyan would inevitably draw the two Primordial Fourth Stage warriors after him—this Lin Chen had anticipated. His full-speed escape was also a test of these two warriors.

In speed, they had not surpassed him—and speed was not even his greatest strength.

This battle could be fought.

“Whelp! How dare you kill our Medicinal King Valley’s young master? You deserve to die!”

The two Primordial Fourth Stage warriors, seeing Lin Chen stop, showed delight on their faces and roared out immediately.

Their delight stemmed from the fact that over the past half hour, their fear had grown with every moment of pursuit.

In the Primordial Realm, each stage’s power gap was immense. Originally, they believed they could catch Xiao Yan in mere breaths—but after half an hour, they still maintained a distance from him.

A Primordial Third Stage warrior evading them for half an hour? No one would believe it.

Seeing Lin Chen stop, both had the same thought: Xiao Yan must have used some escape technique to achieve such speed—techniques that typically demanded frantic burning of blood or internal Primordial essence. He had stopped not because he wanted to, but because he had no strength left to run.