CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 272: TAKE ACTION! SAVE PENG NAI!

Within the chaos fog.

"Peng Nai?"

Upon hearing the disturbance from outside, Chen Zhixing stood up and released his Divine Thought Shackles level Divine Thought, stepping towards the outskirts of the chaos fog.

Through a layer of chaos fog, Chen Zhixing raised his eyes to look beyond, his brow furrowing slightly.

With just one glance, he recognized Peng Nai, who had activated the Third State Double-winged Fallen Celestial Demon.

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing raised his eyes toward the figure wielding a whip, clad in a wide black robe, with a golden spider mask engraved with the number ’eight’ on the left side, his narrow eyes flashing with brilliance.

"Number Eight?"

If Chen Zhixing remembered correctly, this organization named Embers, the numbers engraved on the mask ranked the strength higher as they got closer to the front.

Back when he was training in the Southern Border, he encountered several Embers members ranked in the twenties, whose strength was at the Divine Travel Realm.

By rank nineteen, their strength reached the True Self Realm!

If one were to consider ’ten ranks’ as a Great Realm, then by this calculation, the whip-wielding Embers member’s cultivation was at least Nirvana Realm!

"Nirvana Realm..."

"Should I give it a try..."

Chen Zhixing’s eyes flickered, a surge of battle intent rising within him, though in a few moments, it extinguished.

Even though for him right now, it wasn’t impossible to defeat a Nirvana Realm.

But...

This move would be too risky!

Just because he could kill the Nirvana Realm old man in dirty soap robes earlier doesn’t mean he could defeat the whip-wielding black-robed man!

The disparity in strength between True Self Realms is like a chasm.

Not to mention Nirvana Realm?

Taking it a step further back, this Ancient Land Mini World isn’t home to just one Nirvana Realm right now.

Should a battle erupt here, it will only attract other Embers members.

"Forget it."

Thinking this, Chen Zhixing glanced at Peng Nai, sighing softly.

He hadn’t had much interaction with Peng Nai; they even had conflicts and were once enemies.

However, those conflicts had long since dissipated.

Six months ago, when he was in Huai State, Peng Nai had specially traveled miles to aid alongside Tuoba Zhenyi and others.

"Peng Nai, your survival depends on your own fortune."

Chen Zhixing muttered to himself, resolving his decision.

If he could rescue Peng Nai without exposing himself, he naturally would.

But if there’s no opportunity, he wouldn’t risk it!

Outside the chaos fog.

"You have five breaths left. If you don’t have another bloodline to show, follow me."

The whip-wielding black-robed man stood in the air, speaking blandly.

In his hand, the black long whip, like a poisonous serpent, emitted a chilling gleam.

"Five breaths."

"Four breaths."

As the whip-wielding black-robed man began counting word by word.

Peng Nai’s face displayed intense struggle.

He couldn’t help but turn his head, looking at the chaos fog behind him.

"Don’t look; that’s the world edge of the mini world, where the laws are incomplete, the space shattered, and filled with void turbulence. Entering would be certain death."

The whip-wielding black-robed man chuckled, "Give up on futile struggle, come with me, join the great revival!"

"You won’t die but will start anew with a new identity!"

"Perhaps this new life will bring you unprecedented brilliance..."

Before he could finish.

"Damn it!"

Peng Nai roared angrily, turning and plunging headfirst into the chaos fog behind!

Though he didn’t know what the whip-wielding black-robed man’s concept of identity change meant.

He had a gut feeling that following him would result in...

He would no longer be himself.

Rather than that,

Freedom or death!

"Want to die? Did you ask for my permission?"

The whip-wielding black-robed man chuckled lightly, his wrist shaking gently.

In an instant!

The long whip in his hand, like a spiritual serpent leaving its cave, swiftly threaded through the void towards Peng Nai!

Just as Peng Nai’s hand touched the chaos fog.

The long whip was about to coil around Peng Nai’s waist, pulling him back.

Bang!!!

A mighty suction came from the chaos fog.

Peng Nai, who was supposed to be ensnared by the whip, suddenly accelerated, crashing into the chaos fog and vanished.

"Hmm?!"

In the distance, the whip-wielding black-robed man’s pupils shrank abruptly.

Something was wrong!

The reason he dared to toy with Peng Nai like a cat with a mouse was his confidence to control Peng Nai, making it impossible to enter the chaos fog!

"What was that suction?"

The whip-wielding black-robed man’s eyes flashed as he stepped in response, charging into the chaos fog.

What he saw was a fog obscured vision, filled with chaos fog, even he could only see ten meters ahead.

Up ahead, void cracks of various shapes were densely packed!

To proceed rashly, even he would be at risk of demise.

Within a narrow void crack, a corner of a garment printed with ’Celestial Wave’ was quickly swallowed.

"Swallowed by void crack?"

Seeing this, the whip-wielding black-robed man’s heart surged with regret.

What a waste.

A physical body hosting three ancient barbaric relic bloodlines, with such extraordinary talent.

Sufficient to host a high-status rebirth within the realm!

"Forget it, it’s crucial to speed up in finding Chen Zhixing."

The whip-wielding black-robed man muttered to himself, stepping away from the chaos fog.

The chaos fog returned to silence and coldness.

After a stick of incense time.

Boom——!

The whip-wielding black-robed man, who ought to have left, suddenly returned!

His eyes like lightning, scanning rapidly.

"Seems truly swallowed by void cracks?"

At this point.

The whip-wielding black-robed man shook his head, disappointed, and departed.

He stepped away, turning into a small black dot, disappearing at the horizon.

Meanwhile.

Within the chaos fog, in the center area.

Chen Zhixing slowly released Peng Nai’s mouth.

"Divine... Divine Son?"

Peng Nai, having restored his original form, looked at Chen Zhixing with eyes wide as saucers, full of shock.

"How did you come here... Shouldn’t it be a space filled with void cracks?"

"Yes."

Chen Zhixing nodded, "Indeed, this place is full of void cracks, but for those who’ve broken Divine Thought Shackles and cultivated the Great Tao Seed, walking through here isn’t difficult."

Chen Zhixing explained casually, then swiftly asked:

"Peng Nai, what’s the situation within the Ancient Land Mini World now?"

At these words.

Peng Nai clenched his fists, a surge of overwhelming hatred filling his eyes.

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Meanwhile.

Outside Immortal Suspended Mountain.

Countless rulers of forces behaved like ants on a hot pan, anxiously urging and inquiring about Purple Gold King, silver-haired old woman and the situation of the three others.