Chapter 3649: It Turns Out to Be You

Wu Bolin's sensitivity to spiritual energy was a notch higher than Ye Chen's.

On one hand, it was because his cultivation was higher than Ye Chen's; on the other hand, it was somewhat embarrassing, as he really didn't have many opportunities to obtain extra spiritual energy, unlike Ye Chen, who had a large stock of pills to replenish at any time, so he was more like a beggar who had been starving for a long time, making him more sensitive to the taste of anything than ordinary people.

The moment Ye Chen's probing spiritual energy touched him, his body hairs instantly stood on end.

And because he was hiding so deep in this cave, and he felt he was in an uninhabited area of tens of thousands of square kilometers, he also didn't conceal his spiritual energy; when Ye Chen's spiritual energy touched him, Ye Chen himself was also startled.

Because he immediately realized that the person sitting at the bottom of the cave was actually a cultivator, and he couldn't sense his cultivation level, which must therefore be higher than his own.

In his knowledge, there were only two cultivators in Antarctica: himself, and the elder of the Broken Qing Society who had been tricked by him a few days prior and then chased all over by the US military; now seeing a cultivator sitting at the bottom of the cave, he didn't need to think to know who it was.

At this moment, Ye Chen only felt nervous and excited, wanting to run, but he didn't forget to first look up and see that the arrow was still pointing into the cave; he angrily cursed: "You damn thing, I painstakingly gathered some spiritual energy just to offer it to you, I gathered some spiritual energy just to offer it to you, but what about you? Do you want to kill me, huh?"

After saying that, he turned and ran.

He had no choice but to run.

He knew he couldn't possibly defeat the opponent.

Although he still had a ring that could teleport him to Lin Waner's side at a critical moment, it was a matter of life and death, and whether before or after rebirth, it was damn painful.

So, if not absolutely necessary, it's better not to use it.

Ye Chen wanted to run, but Wu Bolin couldn't let him run.

Antarctica, this barbaric land, is simply the best interpretation of the dark forest system on Earth.

In such a place, discovering a fellow cultivator is like two cats suddenly bumping into each other—both want to puff up their fur, the weaker one turns and runs, while the stronger one has only one thought in mind: catch up and kill him.

Wu Bolin was the same.

As soon as he sensed being spied on, he immediately released his spiritual energy to track the other's spiritual energy directly, while Ye Chen's spiritual energy was like breadcrumbs left for the other, allowing him to lock on instantly.

More importantly, Wu Bolin instantly sensed that the other's cultivation was inferior to his own; although neither had broken through the Purple Mansion Palace, nor could they be said to have reached any true cultivation realm, he could still feel that the other's cultivation was still far from breaking through the Purple Mansion Palace, while he himself was already at the threshold of the Purple Mansion Palace.

This is very much like a child about to graduate from K3 kindergarten seeing a child who just entered K1 kindergarten; although both are kindergarten students, their strength differs not by a little but by a lot—in theory, the former could crush the latter without pressure, and could even say, bring on as many as you want, I'll crush them all.

In this world of the weak being prey to the strong, if you can't win, run; if you can win, kill.

How could Wu Bolin let slip this fellow cultivator who had suddenly intruded into his territory?

So, he immediately stood up, poured spiritual energy into his legs, then exerted force and leapt vertically over ten meters, already diving into the vertical ice cave; only to see his legs rapidly bouncing back and forth between the ice walls, each step propelling him at least ten or more meters, and in the blink of an eye he had already rushed out hundreds of meters.

At this time, Ye Chen had already fled westward at breakneck speed for a kilometer.

He came from the north, but now he dared not run north, as he didn't want to bring trouble to those three women, so he thought he might as well run westward all the way; if he could escape, he would; if not, he would fight to the death.

But even if he ran with all his might, he had already failed to escape Wu Bolin's lock-on.

The moment Wu Bolin burst out of the ice cave, he hadn't yet landed, but his body was already aimed westward, and upon landing, he immediately began to sprint at full speed.

Neither mastered any flying technique, nor had a flying sword, nor the ability to fly on a sword, so they could only act like two madmen, racing across this ice plain at speeds far beyond human limits.

Although Ye Chen's speed was already fast, it was indeed still inferior to Wu Bolin's.

Wu Bolin continuously shortened the distance between them, while the cold smile at the corner of his mouth became increasingly obvious and confident.

He regarded Ye Chen as if looking at prey already in his bag, soon to be caught by himself.

Moreover, he didn't even need to truly catch him; as long as he could reduce the distance between them to within a hundred zhang, he could launch an attack from behind against Ye Chen.

Ye Chen had no experience sparring with true masters; when facing a truly threatening master, the biggest taboo is to only focus on fleeing, leaving one's back exposed to the opponent.

Perhaps facing him head-on still offers a slim chance of survival, but if one's back is attacked, it's very easy to be killed in one strike by the enemy.

However, under these circumstances, one cannot blame Ye Chen for being timid, as in his view, this battle had absolutely no chance of success.

But Ye Chen soon realized that this time, escape might be hopeless.

Because the opponent's speed was indeed significantly faster than his; having just run for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, he had already been caught up by at least thirty percent; at this rate, it wouldn't take half an hour for the opponent to catch up to him.

Moreover, within visible range, there was almost nothing but flat plains, with nothing to dodge the opponent or to create obstacles for maneuvering; in this situation, wanting to escape pursuit was nothing but a pipe dream.

Seeing the opponent draw ever closer, Ye Chen suddenly stopped his steps.

Although he had no experience sparring with masters, he used to be very good at solving math problems as a child; back then, teachers always gave all kinds of pursuit problems.

For example, Car A leads Car B by how many kilometers, Car B's speed is how many kilometers per hour faster than Car A's, ask when Car B will catch up to Car A?

When the problem was slightly harder, an extra condition was added, such as the total distance being how many kilometers, asking whether Car B has a chance to catch up to Car A before Car A reaches the destination.

So he thought, knowing he would eventually be caught, why bother running? The more he runs, the more passive he becomes.

Knowing he couldn't escape gave him a bit more courage than before; thus he turned around, stared fixedly at the approaching figure, and shouted coldly: "I have never met you, Senior, and we have no grudge; why are you pursuing me, a junior, here?"

Wu Bolin saw Ye Chen stop, and was also slightly surprised. However, he didn't pause, continuing to sprint toward Ye Chen while coldly laughing: "Between cultivators, it is only natural to regard all fellow cultivators as prey; only by devouring one's kind can one strengthen oneself at the fastest speed; this is such a simple principle, don't you understand it?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as he said: "You old bastard, you're really wicked—how do you know you can definitely devour me?!"

Wu Bolin coldly laughed: "Kid, my cultivation is a notch higher than yours; devouring you doesn't even require opening my mouth wide!"

Ye Chen coldly laughed: "Back then, your Broken Qing Society's Changsheng Bo was just as arrogant as you, but he was already reduced to ashes under my hands! Today, I will make you follow in his footsteps!"

Wu Bolin's expression instantly turned stern, coldly laughing: "Good kid, the mysterious person that Yingzhu has been painstakingly searching for—turns out it's you! Looks like I, Wu, will today achieve a feat unparalleled in history!"