Martial Arts: I Have a Wilderness World

Chapter 632: Chapter 324: Rapid Consumption

"Old bastard!"

Cheng Zongyang roared in anger, his eyes filled with resolve. Without a hint of hesitation, he quickly released the Flying Cloud Shuttle. The shuttle shot into the sky like a silver bolt of lightning under his control.

"What!"

Lin Changfeng, now less than two hundred meters away, was stunned to see Cheng Zongyang actually controlling a Flying Magical Artifact.

He was filled with doubt. ’A Martial Artist has no Spiritual Power or Divine Sense. How could he possibly control a Magical Artifact?’

’Is this kid really a Qi Cultivation Practitioner hiding his cultivation? Or is there something strange about his Cultivation Technique that prevents his cultivation level from showing?’

He mulled it over. He didn’t believe there was a Magical Artifact a Martial Artist could control; such a thing was unheard of in the Cultivation Immortality Realm. But he had no time to think. He transformed into a black mist and gave chase.

High in the sky, Cheng Zongyang glanced back. Seeing that guy still in pursuit, his expression tightened. ’This guy is really relentless.’

He wasn’t worried about being caught. The problem now was how to wear the man down until he was dead.

At his thought, the Flying Cloud Shuttle instantly accelerated. But a sideways glance revealed that the man’s grandson was no longer with him. He immediately scanned the sea below and spotted something floating on the surface.

’It’s probably a Magical Artifact that guy left out for his grandson to rest on.’

Cheng Zongyang immediately formed a guess and an idea. He then lay flat on the Flying Cloud Shuttle, grabbed the front, and continued to ascend, pulling away to lure his pursuer onward.

Sure enough, Lin Changfeng continued his dogged pursuit from behind.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they reached an extreme altitude where the air and temperature had grown frigid. It was then that he noticed Cheng Zongyang’s Flying Cloud Shuttle was slowing down.

A cold smile spread across Lin Changfeng’s face. "Running out of Spiritual Power, are you!"

The next moment, however, he watched as the Flying Magical Artifact flipped around and dove. It shot toward the sea below like a fleeting streak of light, moving at a speed that shocked even him.

Seeing this, Lin Changfeng finally realized what Cheng Zongyang was up to. His face contorted in fury as he roared, "Kid! You dare!!"

His voice thundered through the upper atmosphere, but his body was just as fast. He also turned and dove, unleashing the full speed of his Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation to chase the Flying Cloud Shuttle. The sound of a sonic boom erupted!

Ahead, Cheng Zongyang fought back the internal discomfort caused by the excessive speed as he rapidly approached the sea. At this extreme velocity, even the Protective Shield couldn’t fully negate the unease from the high-speed descent.

If not for the protection of the Flying Cloud Shuttle’s Arrays, even with his Innate Cultivation, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand the terrifying speed produced by the shuttle burning Spirit Stones at full power.

Fortunately, he had the Adaptation Talent, and he was rapidly adjusting to the various discomforts every second.

He glanced back and saw a small black mist hurtling after him in the distance. Judging by its size, it was still some way off. This showed its speed couldn’t match the Flying Cloud Shuttle’s.

Seeing this, Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief. The reason he had climbed to such a great height was to give himself time to buffer and accelerate. When the distance was about right, he immediately began to control his speed, his Adaptation Talent helping him adjust to the new discomfort of decelerating.

But Cheng Zongyang couldn’t completely overcome the final inertia. The Flying Cloud Shuttle, slowed to its minimum speed, still crashed into the sea next to the Magical Artifact Lin Changfeng had left behind, throwing up a wave dozens of meters high.

Fortunately, thanks to the protection of the Array, and with Cheng Zongyang raising his Protective Gang Qi just as the shuttle was about to hit the water, both he and the Flying Cloud Shuttle were unharmed.

Without the slightest pause or hesitation, Cheng Zongyang maneuvered the Flying Cloud Shuttle next to the Magical Artifact where Lin Changfeng’s grandson was resting.

The grandson was protected by an Array. Also, since he hadn’t taken a Wilderness Bean to shield his living aura, Cheng Zongyang couldn’t directly absorb him into the Wilderness World.

He immediately grabbed a part of the other Magical Artifact, pulled the vessel—which was about the same size as his Flying Cloud Shuttle—onto his own, and then sped away to the east, skimming across the surface of the sea.

"You vile brat! How dare you!!!"

Shortly after he left, the black mist, also unable to control its inertia at such extreme speed, crashed into the spot Cheng Zongyang had just vacated. The mist scattered with a muffled grunt, but it immediately re-formed and shot off in pursuit of Cheng Zongyang.

Cheng Zongyang ascended again, heading for the upper atmosphere, completely ignoring the roars and bellows of rage from behind him.

At the same time, he took out ten Tier One Bursting Flame Talismans and two Tier Two Thunderstorm Talismans and stuck them to the Magical Artifact.

Another cup-of-tea’s time passed. When Cheng Zongyang could almost see the curvature of the earth, he knew he was nearing the edge of the atmosphere. Any farther and he’d be in space. ’Although I have the Adaptation Talent and could instantly adapt to the vacuum of space, there’s no telling what other risks might be out there. I don’t want to go any farther.’

So he immediately stopped, grabbed the other Magical Artifact, and held it out from the Flying Cloud Shuttle.

Lin Changfeng, who had been in hot pursuit, saw this and felt his eyes were about to split with rage. He understood Cheng Zongyang’s meaning at once. He stopped at a certain distance below and revealed his true form.

"Kid, let him go, and I’ll let you leave! This old man keeps his word!" Lin Changfeng suppressed his overwhelming killing intent.

He, Lin Changfeng, had killed countless people; even a Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator had died at his hands. But he had never imagined that he would be played and outmaneuvered to this extent by a mere Qi Cultivation brat.

And as he watched, he saw more than a dozen Talismans stuck to the Flying Magical Artifact—among them, the familiar Thunderstorm Talisman! He knew exactly what Cheng Zongyang was planning!