Chapter 20: High-speed pursuit, ten-thousand-mile pursuit!

Above Qingshan City, a masked figure stood on a sword, overlooking the city below.

The Qingshan City Lord heard someone call the First Prince by his name and was so scared that he trembled all over, immediately shouting angrily.

"Bold! Who are you, daring to be so disrespectful to the First Prince!"

This City Lord is a Confucian cultivator, wearing a headscarf and holding a folding fan, looking quite scholarly.

Most Confucian Sect cultivators would become officials in the imperial court, which was also a way for them to cultivate.

Seeing Han Yu flying on a sword, this City Lord did not hold Han Yu in his eyes.

Although he was at the Condensing Dan Realm, relying on his status as a City Lord, he could mobilize the luck of a city and the city-protecting array. Even a powerhouse at the Peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm would find it difficult to do anything to him.

Since that masked figure needed to fly on an artifact, it was absolutely impossible for his cultivation to be above the Primordial Spirit Realm. Since that was the case, what was there to fear.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips, held his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and immediately wrote a big "Forbidden" word.

"Flying is forbidden here!"

Boom—

The luck of the entire city was mobilized by him and integrated into the brush and ink. Then, a golden, brilliant "Forbidden" word rushed toward Han Yu.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes. This was his first time facing a Confucian Sect cultivator, so he couldn't help but be a bit surprised.

He mobilized the blood energy in his body and slammed it toward the "Forbidden" word.

The blood energy formed a fist and smashed onto the "Forbidden" word, which shattered instantly. However, this did not affect the effect of the "Forbidden Word Order".

The bits of energy after shattering scattered around, and the spiritual energy in this space suddenly dissipated, turning into a spiritual energy vacuum zone.

Qi Refining practitioners fly on artifacts mainly by using origin spiritual power as a guide to induce resonance with Heaven and Earth spiritual energy.

Now that the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy had been drained, Han Yu had no support under his feet and fell toward the ground.

"These Confucian Sect methods are somewhat interesting!"

Han Yu's heart moved, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

That Confucian cultivator City Lord saw Han Yu falling and felt even more disdain in his heart.

"I thought this person had how much ability, daring to shout so loudly. It seems he is just so-so!"

"The First Prince can come to my Qingshan City to stay temporarily, how can you be allowed to disturb him!"

"Suppress him for this City Lord!"

Before his voice had faded, he threw out the long-strip paperweight in his hand. This spirit tool suddenly expanded, like a mountain, smashing down toward Han Yu.

It was obvious that he wanted to seize the opportunity to completely kill Han Yu.

Han Yu's body was still falling continuously. He looked at that Confucian cultivator and snorted coldly.

"Since you are seeking your own death, don't blame me!"

The blood energy in his body exploded completely, and he stomped his feet hard on the air. Only hearing a loud explosion, he shot toward that Confucian cultivator.

That "Forbidden Word Order" only drew the spiritual energy away and did not affect other gases.

Han Yu was like an arrow off the string. On the way, the paperweight, which had turned into a hundred-zhang size, smashed down toward him, but with just a casual punch, this Confucian spirit tool was shattered and sent flying.

"What, what kind of monster is this person!"

The Confucian City Lord was full of horror and immediately waved his brush and ink rapidly, writing poems of killing, condensing into countless visions, and rushing toward Han Yu.

It was a pity that Han Yu's blood energy exploded, turning into a blood energy giant palm, and with a sudden slap, these poetic visions shattered into slag, turning into countless ink and spiritual energy and dissipating.

And that Confucian City Lord was directly smashed into meat paste by Han Yu's slap.

Han Yu's heart moved, and this person's storage ring flew into his hand.

"Bold!"

In the City Lord's Mansion, several figures had already soared out, all of them with Wang Realm auras.

"What kind of brat, daring to come here to cause trouble!"

Several Wang Realm figures looked down from a high position, looking at Han Yu with a disdainful gaze.

Han Yu glanced at the shoulders of several people, which had already grown new arms.

For these Wang Realm powerhouses, possessing heavenly materials and earthly treasures for limb regeneration was not a difficult thing.

It was just that this newly grown shoulder was definitely not as handy as the original one, and when performing spirit techniques, the power would also be damaged. It would also take some time to restore their previous strength.

This was also because Liu Ruyan did not have much malice. Otherwise, as an Emperor, she only needed some means to block the vitality at their wounds to make these Kings unable to regenerate their limbs.

But even so, the few Kings were very unhappy and held a burst of anger.

At this moment, seeing someone come to seek death, they certainly couldn't sit still and all wanted to vent the frustration in their hearts.

Han Yu did not talk nonsense with these people. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and his body soared into the air. The hard bluestone slabs instantly exploded into deep pits, and countless gravel flew.

At the same time, a blood energy giant rose slowly behind Han Yu, waving its fist toward those few Wang Realm powerhouses.

"Body Cultivator!"

Several people were full of horror, instantly stimulating their Primordial Spirit Dharma Images to deal with Han Yu's bombardment.

"This person is the Body Cultivator who previously wiped out the Five Poisons Sect and the Qingshan Sect!"

Someone exclaimed loudly.

Somewhere in the City Lord's Mansion, Ji Zhengyang gritted his teeth upon hearing this, his eyes full of hatred.

"Old Six, it's you bastard again. You actually dare to take action against me. Good, good, good, it seems you are even more ruthless than I imagined!"

"It's a pity that wanting to kill me is not that easy. When I return to Yan Jing City, I will definitely report to the imperial clan to put you on trial. You have already lost this battle for the throne!"

In Ji Zhengyang's view, Ji Xingzhou must have been desperate, actually choosing to end the battle for the throne in this way.

If he died here this time, perhaps the Imperial Father would really push him to the top. After all, at that time, among the younger generation of the Dayan Dynasty, he would be the only one with a Saint Body.

But it was a pity that he had an absolute life-saving trump card!

Ji Zhengyang knew that these Emperor Realm guards of his were no match for that Body Cultivator.

So he immediately took out a Ten Thousand Li Instant Teleportation Talisman and injected spiritual power into it without hesitation. The surrounding space fluctuated violently, and his figure soon disappeared from here.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of all the powerhouses, including Han Yu. He immediately narrowed his eyes, activated the Blood Demon Heaven-Shaking Fist, and killed a Wang Realm powerhouse with one move.

The others saw this, their eyes full of shock.

"His Highness has already left. This person cannot be blocked hard; we still need to avoid the edge for now!"

A King spoke, intending to escape into the distance, but the Green Lotus Immortal Sword appeared under Han Yu's feet, and he instantly chased after them.

The Blood Demon Heaven-Shaking Fist continued to activate, directly bombing them to death, blood mist filling the sky.

"Today, none of you are allowed to leave!"

"Damn it, you are a Body Cultivator, why is your artifact flying speed so fast!"

Several Wang Realm powerhouses were full of disbelief, but the answer to them was Han Yu's ruthless iron fist.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop. Now that the First Prince has left, if he returns to Yan Jing City and reports to the Imperial Lord, the Sixth Prince will definitely be punished, and you will definitely be liquidated!"

"If you stop now, it's still not too late!"

These people all took Han Yu for one of the Sixth Prince's men.

Han Yu did not explain much, but bombed them to death one by one, then looked toward the direction of Yan Jing City and began to urge the Green Lotus Immortal Sword with all his might.

Hum hum hum—

With the influx of spiritual power tempered a thousand times, Han Yu turned into a stream of light and flew hundreds of thousands of zhang away in the blink of an eye.

"No, the speed is still not enough!"

Han Yu's heart moved slightly.

He certainly recognized the treasure used by the First Prince, the Ten Thousand Li Instant Teleportation Talisman, which could instantly shuttle ten thousand li away.

Han Yu could now fly on his sword for tens of thousands of zhang in one breath, which was a distance of over a thousand li in an instant.

At this speed, let alone for a King, even an Emperor would be out of reach.

At this speed, even with Han Yu's physique, he felt a clear tearing sensation.

However, it was still within his tolerance. Han Yu continued to accelerate; this had not yet reached his spiritual power limit.

After countless refinements in the Qi Refining Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, and Immortal Platform Realm, his spiritual power intensity had reached a terrifying level that was hard to imagine.

"Continue to accelerate!"

Boom—

Cracks appeared on Han Yu's skin. He immediately used a body-protecting spirit technique, and after the blessing, it was much better.

Not long after, he perceived a figure fleeing on an artifact.

The Ten Thousand Li Instant Teleportation Talisman had a time cooldown limit, requiring at least a hundred breaths between each use, and the cooldown time would increase with the number of uses in a short period.

"Hmph, Old Six, oh Old Six, when I return to Yan Jing City, I will definitely report you. Even if the Imperial Father doesn't kill you, he will definitely use various means to control you!"

Ji Zhengyang smiled in his heart, but just at this moment, his heart trembled inexplicably, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

A strong sense of alarm arose in his heart. Not daring to hesitate, he immediately input spiritual power into the Ten Thousand Li Instant Teleportation Talisman that had just cooled down.

The moment Ji Zhengyang's figure was drowned by the power of space, he caught a glimpse of a masked figure in his peripheral vision and was instantly horrified.

"How is this possible! How could he catch up! What kind of monster is this!"