“Revenge? Kid, do you think you’re an Immortal?” Vice-Captain Li sneered, especially since Evan Yang was severely injured and wouldn’t last long in front of everyone.
The Fiend Realm experts watched Evan Yang with broad grins.
Seeing their grins, Evan Yang didn’t get angry—instead he laughed, "See you next time!"
As soon as the Luminous Armor appeared, Evan Yang’s entire body vanished. This sudden turn shocked everyone.
“Not good, he escaped!” Vice-Captain Li exclaimed. The others were also shocked and began to release their divine sense, some even chasing after him.
But what they didn’t know was that Evan Yang was still in the same spot, barely maintaining the Luminous Armor. With his current cultivation and injuries, he could only hold out for a dozen breaths at most.
Only after they’d moved some distance away did Evan Yang reappear, then flash away in the opposite direction.
“There he is!” Vice-Captain Li shouted, seeing Evan Yang fly off behind them. The Fiend Realm experts were also shocked, immediately turning and chasing after him.
“Remember this—if I don’t die today, next time will be your doomsday!” Evan Yang knew he was injured and couldn’t fight them head-on, especially since they carried those unusual four spears.
“Don’t run!” Hearing Evan Yang’s words, everyone felt the pressure and was compelled to chase after him desperately.
Evan Yang stacked his Phantom Step Art twelvefold with the Fly-Fire Boots, then added the effect of the three souls. His speed soared, startling those behind him.
"His speed increased again!" The Fiend Realm experts were secretly shocked.
Soon, the Fiend Realm experts were left behind. Only the four whose cultivation surpassed the Spirit-God Realm managed to keep up with Evan Yang, relying on their superior speed.
"Kid, stop and we'll spare your life. If we catch you later, it'll be your death day." Vice-Captain Li hadn't expected Evan Yang's speed to be so fast; now he could only keep pace—unable to catch up, but not falling behind.
"Want to catch me? Dream on! I told you—next time I see you, it'll be your death day!" Evan Yang sneered. Thankfully, he had the Heaven-Cold Seed; if he had to run with such heavy injuries, he'd be crippled or worse.
Seeing Evan Yang show no sign of stopping, Vice-Captain Li grew furious and kept chasing desperately.
"Who are these people, and when did I ever offend them?" Evan Yang thought to himself. He could tell the four's strength had clearly surpassed the Spirit-God Realm, and their joint attack was the most terrifying—it could immobilize someone and focus all four powers on a single target.
If not for their joint attack, Evan Yang could have easily used his Immortal Warplate to block their strikes.
Those people had no idea what Evan Yang was thinking. They only knew they had to catch him—if he escaped, they'd all be in trouble.
"What's ahead?" Evan Yang noticed a river in front of him.
The river ahead was blood-red, just like a river of blood, and there was a bridge across it.
Seeing there was no other way, Evan Yang flashed forward and stepped onto the bridge. It was about a hundred meters wide, and with a few quick steps, he crossed it.
But strangely, the four pursuers suddenly stopped.
The four stood at the far end of the bridge, glaring angrily in the direction Evan Yang had disappeared.
"Captain Li, what do we do now?" a man asked.
"Wait until the others arrive," Vice-Captain Li said, staring in Evan Yang's direction.
So the four stood there, waiting for the rest of their group to catch up.
When the Fiend Realm group arrived, the youth snapped, "Why did you stop chasing him?"
"Beyond that is a danger zone—the territory of pseudo-Immortal souls. If we go in, there's no coming back," Vice-Captain Li replied.
"What? He went into the danger zone?" The youth was shocked.
"Mm." Vice-Captain Li nodded.
The youth looked a bit grim. "He slipped away again, just like that."
"He'll definitely die inside, especially since he's badly injured," Vice-Captain Li replied, his expression calm.
"I hope so." The youth felt a bit regretful. Evan Yang had too many treasures he wanted, and his own subordinates were still in Evan's hands.
"So what now?" Vice-Captain Li knew the youth was still the leader here.
"We'll wait here for half a month. If he doesn't come out, we leave." The youth still found it hard to believe Evan Yang would die inside, so he decided to wait by the bridge.
Vice-Captain Li nodded. "This is the only entrance and exit. We'll just wait here."
The group set up a camp there, guarding the bridge.
They knew that apart from this bridge, there was no other way across, and flying over the Blood River was impossible.
As for Evan Yang, he had already left their sight and was now resting among some chaotic rocks.
"Damn, finally shook those people off," Evan Yang muttered.
At that moment, Evan Yang's body, badly injured by the aftershocks, slowly began to recover—all thanks to the Heaven-Cold Seed.
About half an hour later, Evan Yang felt much better and got up to check his surroundings.
"Is this the high-level region?" Evan Yang wondered, so he released his divine sense—but saw not a single yin soul.
"Weird, why aren't there any yin souls?" Evan Yang was puzzled. His divine sense was wide; in such a large area, there should be at least a few.
But now, not a single one appeared, making him curious. He kept walking deeper, hoping to find a high-level yin soul.
Time passed, but he still didn't see a single high-level yin soul. Something felt off. Just then, a shadowy, dark yin soul appeared in Evan Yang's line of sight.
"Why is it a low-level yin soul?" Evan Yang wondered. The yin soul seemed to notice him and slowly drifted toward him.
"It noticed me from so far away? Is it really a low-level yin soul?" Evan Yang thought, feeling curious to see a low-level yin soul in such a place.
Before long, the yin soul was right next to Evan Yang.
Evan Yang was about to blast it with qi, but the yin soul suddenly changed—its color flickered from pale blue to red.
"Not good! A pseudo-Immortal soul!" Evan Yang was shocked when he saw the yin soul's unpredictable transformation.
In that instant, the yin soul's aura became extremely powerful.
The sudden change caught Evan Yang off guard—even with his Immortal artifact, he was struck hard and sent tumbling back over ten meters.
"This power is insane." Evan Yang realized the pseudo-Immortal soul's attack was even more terrifying than the four-man joint strike from before.
Evan Yang quickly tried to dodge, dragging his heavily wounded body away, but the soul was even faster—one flicker, and it appeared right in front of him.
"Damn, what realm is this thing?" Evan Yang thought, seeing the yin soul suddenly appear before him as if out of thin air.
As the soul was about to attack again, Evan Yang threw out his hand in panic, and Sacred Flame burst forth.
The yin soul touched the Sacred Flame, let out a miserable scream, and staggered back.
"It didn't die? As expected, it's not simple." Before, any yin soul would be destroyed by Sacred Flame, but this time, it actually survived.
Instead, the yin soul transformed, instantly growing larger—a massive spectral shadow appeared before Evan Yang.
It was at least ten meters tall and three meters wide, standing there and roaring. Clearly, the Sacred Flame had wounded it, making it furious.
"Is it about to go berserk?" Evan Yang was alarmed and quickly summoned Sacred Flame to his hand.
This yin soul was smarter than the others—it knew to avoid Evan Yang's Sacred Flame, so it slashed the air, sending a wave of icy, razor-sharp energy straight at him.
Evan Yang heard a screech as his Immortal artifact clashed with the sharp energy, scattering sparks of light.
"Thank goodness for the Immortal Warplate, or I'd have been sliced in half." Evan Yang was stunned by the strength of this pseudo-Immortal soul.
Seeing Evan Yang's artifact block its attack, the pseudo-Immortal soul roared in rage, then its hands moved even faster, aiming straight for Evan's head and feet—the spots not covered by the Immortal Warplate.
"Damn!" Evan Yang was shocked, dodging as fast as he could, but the soul's attacks were even faster. It was like a monstrous creature, its strength beyond comprehension.
Seeing blood and flesh torn from his body, Evan Yang grunted, "Damn it," and flickered straight into the Sky-Piercing Tower.
The yin soul, seeing Evan vanish, was both furious and shocked. It frantically attacked the Sky-Piercing Tower, but its defenses were so strong the pseudo-Immortal soul couldn't do anything to Evan.
Enraged, the yin soul grabbed the Sky-Piercing Tower and carried it away in one direction.
Inside the tower, chaos erupted. You Shuang and Ye Chen were shocked when a bloodied figure suddenly dropped in.
The two quickly moved him into the house they'd built inside the tower.
"Husband, what happened to you?" You Shuang had never seen Evan Yang so badly injured. To her, he was always the strongest—no one could hurt him like this.
Ye Chen couldn't believe it either. In her eyes, Evan Yang always had ways to avoid enemy attacks; how could he end up so bloodied this time?
Moreover, Evan Yang's blood was tinged with pale green.
Thinking Evan Yang was poisoned, Ye Chen and You Shuang called out to him.
Evan Yang heard someone calling him, so he struggled to open his eyes. Seeing it was You Shuang and Ye Chen, he smiled, "Finally made it inside."
"What happened?" You Shuang exclaimed, worried.
Ye Chen stared at Evan Yang, and if you looked closely, you could see invisible tears at the corners of her eyes, as if they might fall at any moment.
"I just ran into a powerful foe, that's all. I'm fine now—my injuries will heal quickly." Evan Yang knew that as long as he survived, the Heaven-Cold Seed would restore him in no time.
"But..." You Shuang was still a little worried.
"It's fine. Go do your own things—I'll be good after some cultivation," Evan Yang said with a smile.
Seeing Evan Yang wanted to recover alone, the two left the room.
Outside the house, Lan Xuan and the others waited, all worried about Evan Yang's safety.
You Shuang explained the situation to them. As for Ye Chen, she turned and walked away alone, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes.
"What's wrong with me?" Ye Chen muttered, wiping her tears when she noticed them.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine." You Shuang came to Ye Chen's side to comfort her.
Ye Chen felt embarrassed—she'd actually cried in front of someone else's wife.