Just as the White Robed Demon Monarch said, the Divine Soul of Murong Shengxiong indeed could not block attacks from everyone; it could at most stop two or three King-level Experts!
Of course, this was only because Murong Shengxiong had not anticipated Zhao Letian would face such a situation today, being besieged by more than a dozen King-level Experts!
Otherwise, had he allocated a bit more of his Divine Soul Power, it would be no problem to block everyone!
But now, as he was already struggling to contain two Monarch Level Demons, he was quite exhausted and could no longer do anything more for Zhao Letian!
However, although his Divine Soul could not stop everyone, it was still no problem to buy some time for Zhao Letian by delaying them slightly!
"Good! Take care, Monarch!"
Zhao Letian was not a person who dithered. He immediately nodded in response, then the Wind Thunder Wings appeared behind him. With a forceful flap, he quickly flew towards the distance!
With his current strength, he could not change anything. The only thing he could do was to preserve his own life and leave this place as quickly as possible!
Of course, if he allowed the Golden Flood Dragon to go all out in a fight, perhaps the crisis at hand could be resolved!
But that would expose the identity of the Golden Flood Dragon!
Now, the Golden Flood Dragon was still of great use to him. He did not want to expose its identity so quickly and attract the attention of interested parties!
Even if he had to make a move, it could not be here!
At the same time, the Golden Flood Dragon and others also immediately flew towards the direction of the Sky Dome Dynasty!
"Split up! Their target is me; they won't trouble you. If you follow me, it will only bring you harm!"
Not long after flying out, Zhao Letian loudly said to the others.
Murong Zhan, Ye Junrou, and the others were very decisive. They immediately nodded and then changed direction, separating from Zhao Letian.
Of course, the Golden Flood Dragon still followed closely beside Zhao Letian!
After all, the Golden Flood Dragon was now Zhao Letian's servant; wherever Zhao Letian went, it had to follow!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
At the same time, beside the wilderness lake, Xu Qian and the others, seeing Zhao Letian quickly getting away, all showed urgent expressions on their faces, and they increased the power of their attacks, fiercely bombarding Murong Shengxiong's Divine Soul Power!
However, the Divine Soul of a Monarch Level Expert was incredibly powerful, far beyond the imagination of those below the Monarch Level!
Although everyone's attacks were fierce like a tempest, Murong Shengxiong's Divine Soul Power could easily crush those attacks with a mere gesture!
Yet, at the same time, every move from Murong Shengxiong consumed a tremendous amount of energy, and the strength within that Divine Soul was rapidly diminishing!
After holding on for a full quarter of an hour, Murong Shengxiong's Divine Soul projection had dimmed significantly, with barely one-tenth of its power remaining, and finally could no longer withstand everyone's attacks and burst apart with a crash!
"Damn it! He managed to drag this out for so long! We can't even see him anymore!"
"No matter! Their speed is not that fast, they are still within the range of our Divine Thought!"
Xu Qian and the others all frowned, their faces dark with anger, shouting furiously, and then with the power of their strong Divine Thought, they locked onto Zhao Letian and the Golden Flood Dragon, transforming into streaks of astonishingly fast light and rapidly pursuing them.
"Kid, this is all I can help you with. I hope you have the luck of the heavens and can turn calamity into safety, escaping this disaster, otherwise, Wan'er will surely be heartbroken!"
Murong Shengxiong watched the direction in which Zhao Letian and the Golden Flood Dragon had fled, his brow slightly furrowed, thinking to himself. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fıre·net
"Hmph! Old man, you dare to be distracted in front of me? Be careful, or with one inattentive moment, you might be directly beheaded by me with one slash!"
The White Robed Demon Monarch said with a cold laugh, while simultaneously swinging his white bone knife at Murong Shengxiong!
He was very satisfied with the current situation!
Because he also remembered Zhao Letian—back in Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, he had intended to kill Zhao Letian but, unexpectedly, the result was that Zhao Letian managed to escape to Sky Dome Imperial City in the nick of time using the peculiar Blood Escape Technique, and by sheer luck, avoided a deadly pursuit!
This time, with so many experts in pursuit and out in the wilderness where there was absolutely nowhere to hide, he refused to believe that Zhao Letian could still cheat death!
"Little demon, I swear here and now, if I survive today, in the future I must flay you, and stew your flesh for my wine!" Murong Shengxiong coldly stated, and with a backward swing, he slashed his blade towards the White Robed Demon Monarch.
At the same time, in a dense forest who knows how many tens of thousands of miles away from the wilderness lake.
Zhao Letian and the Golden Flood Dragon were transformed into two incredibly fast streaks of light, racing towards the direction of Dajin Country!
However, although their speed was already very fast, it was truly insignificant compared to King-level experts like Xu Qian!
Of course, if Zhao Letian let the Golden Flood Dragon carry him and they both made an all-out effort to travel, then naturally the speed would be much faster!
But firstly, he did not want to reveal the true strength of the Golden Flood Dragon!
And secondly, he actually did not want to flee, he just wanted to distance himself from those Monarch Level Experts!
"Should be about right here, right?" Zhao Letian suddenly stopped over a barren mountain, looked around at the surroundings, and said with a focused tone.
"Mm, we have already gone beyond the coverage range of the Divine Thought from those Monarch Level Experts. However, are you sure you want to make your move here? Although I am quite confident that I can slay those people, I cannot guarantee your safety. You must have the ability to protect yourself!" The Golden Flood Dragon also stopped, speaking gravely.
"Don't worry, I have my own measures!" Zhao Letian said with a light smile, and as he spoke, he took out the Ghost King Stele from his hand!
Before he had entered the Imperial Secret Realm, he was already able to summon fierce ghosts from the ninth level of the Sect Martial Realm!
Now that his strength had increased a lot, he presumed he could probably summon half-step King-level fierce ghosts!
In doing so, he would be able to protect himself!
"Eh? This stele appears somewhat extraordinary, seemingly a type of space-related treasure from Ancient Times!" The Golden Flood Dragon gazed at the Ghost King Stele in Zhao Letian's hand and said with a focused tone.
"Oh? You recognize this object?" Zhao Letian curiously asked.
Although he had already claimed the Ghost King Stele as his own, he always felt there were more secrets hidden within it, waiting for him to explore!
If the Golden Flood Dragon could provide him with some clues, that would naturally be the best case.
"I'm not too sure myself, such Ghost Path treasures are extremely rare to come by. It looks very much like a Space Gate leading to some space!" The Golden Flood Dragon said seriously.
"A Space Gate? Could it be..." Zhao Letian's mind stirred, showing a contemplative expression.
"Boom! Boom!" Just at that moment, in the endless high heavens above, suddenly came two rolls of thunder, and immediately, dark clouds gathered densely, quickly coalescing into two massive vortices that contained terrifying pressure!
"This is? The Heavenly Tribulation of the Sect Martial Realm!" Both Zhao Letian and the Golden Flood Dragon looked up, with surprising looks in their eyes.