Chapter 2105 - 2106: Heart Chasing Sword

They said the Heavenly God Sword had a spirit of its own and would choose its own master. As long as you got close enough, your chances of being chosen by the Heavenly God Sword would naturally be much higher.

Blood Son froze for a moment; obviously he had also wanted to take the Heavenly God Sword, but right now he was at a critical moment in his fight with Ling Zhenfei and couldn't get away.

The people around scattered in an instant, leaving only the members of the Blood Oath Sect.

Just then, a flying sword suddenly shot over from the distance toward Blood Son, stabbing straight at his back with one strike.

This strike was clearly some kind of Heart-pursuing Item; it slashed twice in a row toward Blood Son.

Blood Son was startled; he had never imagined Ling Zhenfei would actually have a helper.

Ling Zhenfei also hadn't expected someone to show up to help him at this time, and he had no idea who it was.

But this was indeed a great chance to run.

He barely managed to send out two streams of Northern Spiritual Energy from his hands, attacking Blood Son. Blood Son turned and dodged, and at that moment saw a figure flying in from the distance. Dressed all in white, with a veil over the face—no need to look closely to know it was a woman.

But because of the veil on her face, it was impossible to see who she was.

Ling Zhenfei felt she was somewhat familiar; the figure looked familiar, so she should be Murong Liuqing.

Thinking about it, at a time like this the only one likely to come help Ling Zhenfei was Murong Liuqing.

Murong Liuqing said to Ling Zhenfei, "Hurry and go."

Ling Zhenfei nodded and ran off into the distance, while Murong Liuqing slashed twice more at Blood Son.

Murong Liuqing had come to save Ling Zhenfei, not to fight, so the Northern Spiritual Energy she used was only meant to force Blood Son back.

Blood Son of course understood and shouted to his subordinates, "Hurry and stop him!"

Those Blood Oath Sect people charged straight at Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei knew all of them were only at the Realm of Reaching Wisdom, not worth mentioning.

He used Soul Passage; with a single move, all of them stood there like they were in a daze.

Although it lasted only a few seconds, Ling Zhenfei could use his movement technique to slip past them with ease.

After slipping past the crowd, Ling Zhenfei ran toward the outside.

After he ran a distance, Murong Liuqing caught up from behind.

Murong Liuqing said, "Come with me."

By now Ling Zhenfei's entire body had just about exhausted all its Northern Spiritual Energy; how could he still have the strength to run?

The Blood Oath Sect people behind had already started chasing after Ling Zhenfei, and Murong Liuqing grabbed him and led him off toward the distance.

With Murong Liuqing's help, Ling Zhenfei finally managed to run a bit faster.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Thank you. If not for you, I really don't know how I would've escaped."

Murong Liuqing said, "You really shouldn't stay in the Foreign Land anymore. You'd better hurry back. Now, the moment you show yourself, you'll be attacked by cultivators."

Ling Zhenfei said, "No. I must kill Tian Ming to avenge Zhang Zhenli."

Murong Liuqing said, "You're seriously injured right now; just stay alive first and talk about it later."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Don't worry about me yet. I have to tell you, the Heavenly God Sword here is fake. The real Heavenly God Sword has long been hidden away by a Supreme God who controls the foreign races.

And very soon, that Supreme God will organize the foreign races' forces to besiege this place. You shouldn't stay here either."

Murong Liuqing was stunned and said, "The Heavenly God Sword is right there. How could it be fake?"

As she spoke, Murong Liuqing slashed a sword behind her, Sword Qi crisscrossing and knocking those Blood Oath Sect disciples back, then pulled Ling Zhenfei and continued to run forward.

If there were people in front, Ling Zhenfei would use a Soul Attack so they wouldn't be blocked.

The two of them ran like that toward the outside of the canyon.

Murong Liuqing said, "This whole thing is actually my fault. If you hadn't wanted to avoid implicating Wuliang Mountain, you wouldn't have admitted you were an Evil Demon yourself. I owe you for that."

Ling Zhenfei said, "You don't owe me. You just saved me back there."

Murong Liuqing said, "Better say less. I can feel you're extremely depleted."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback and said, "I just forced myself to use a move I originally couldn't use at all. The potential in my body has been drained too much. I don't even know what's going to happen."

Murong Liuqing was startled and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Do you know you could die like this?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I had no other choice at the time. If I hadn't used that move, I'd probably already be dead."

Murong Liuqing kept pulling Ling Zhenfei along, and when they finally exited the canyon, they had shaken off the Nair Blood Oath Sect people.

Murong Liuqing said, "I can only escort you this far. I still have to go back; maybe I'll discover something on the Heavenly God Sword."

Ling Zhenfei grabbed Murong Liuqing hard and said, "Don't go. That really is a trap."

Murong Liuqing said, "Even if it's a trap, I have to go take a look. Can you handle being on your own?"

Ling Zhenfei knew no one could talk Murong Liuqing out of it, and said, "Then take care."

Murong Liuqing had just turned to leave when Ling Zhenfei pulled her again, then handed her an Elixir and said, "If your life is in danger, take this."

Murong Liuqing didn't know what it was, but still took the Elixir, then said to Ling Zhenfei, "Thank you."

With that, she leaped and flew back toward the canyon.

The Heavenly God Sword was clearly right there; even if you told them it was a trap, they still wouldn't believe it.

The Northern Spiritual Energy in Ling Zhenfei's body continued to dwindle, and he even felt like all the strength in his body was draining away.

But did Ling Zhenfei really still have any Northern Spiritual Energy in him? Probably not; maybe it had already run out.

In winter, when you rub your face and hands with snow, afterward you actually feel very hot. In fact, that's not heat, just an illusion after you've been too cold.

That was exactly how Ling Zhenfei felt now. He actually didn't have much Northern Spiritual Energy left, but he still felt as if it were being consumed—that was the same kind of illusion.

Ling Zhenfei's steps were already unsteady. He looked up into the sky, wondering if the Lightning Bird had managed to get rid of Xia Mingcheng; by now it should almost be out, right?

Ling Zhenfei knew the Lightning Bird could find him, not to mention there was an Alice on the mountain bird.

As Ling Zhenfei was walking forward, he suddenly saw a group of people in the distance charging toward him.

Ling Zhenfei's heart trembled; he didn't know who they were, but because his body was so depleted, his reactions had slowed.

By the time Ling Zhenfei reacted, he realized he was surrounded. The ones surrounding him were a group of people with horns on their heads.

They looked somewhat like Minotaurs, but clearly weren't exactly the same as Minotaurs.

Ling Zhenfei froze for an instant and immediately understood—no need to ask; this was a unit of the foreign races.

Because the foreign races were about to close their encirclement, there were a great many foreign race armies all around.

Ling Zhenfei was instantly surrounded. These people held Long Spears in their hands, and seeing a lone Ling Zhenfei, they hesitated not at all and prepared to attack him.

One of the youngsters thrust a spear straight at Ling Zhenfei.

That youngster's spear stabbed toward Ling Zhenfei's chest; if it landed, Ling Zhenfei would be as good as dead.