Chapter 1556: Poison Spirit, Lets Die Together!

Chapter 1556: Poison Spirit, Let's Die Together!

The Phantom Race was so feared because of their Arts of Assassination!

If one could not detect the enemy's location, they wouldn't even know how they would be killed. The Art of Concealment was soundless and without aura; even if the enemy was concealed right in front of someone, they would not even notice the enemy. Furthermore, as the Divine Spirit Thrust could pierce through supreme-grade divine artifact battle armor, using these two abilities in concert was extremely deadly.

However, if the Phantom Race could not conceal themselves, they were not that fearsome anymore. The Phantom Race was not used to fighting head-on; the mystical abilities they possessed were not suitable for this as well. Hence, Poison Spirit was suffering very badly now.

After his true self had been exposed by Ren Tianfan—although he was already a distance away, even though he tried his best at the last minute to evade the combined attacks of more than a hundred Titled Battle Gods, he was still injured badly.

Once he was hurt and started to bleed—even if he forcibly tried to seal off his veins, his body now carried a scent of blood. Among the hundred over Titled Battle God formidable martial artists chasing him, some had tracking abilities that could follow this blood scent; and he was now easily being traced.

If it wasn't for his clones and if his pursuers' soul spirit were not that weak and couldn't identify his true self, he would probably have already died.

Swish!

Air-piercing sounds traveled from behind as a hundred-over Titled Battle Gods successfully managed to chase up to him. While they were still hundreds of thousands of feet away, one huge hand suddenly congealed above Poison Spirit and smacked him heavily.

Damn!

Poison Spirit cursed silently as he swiftly changed course to evade and also created a few hundred clones, sending them in all directions. His true self did not continue flying south anymore, however. His pursuers all knew that he was heading in that direction now. He stealthily headed east as he controlled tens of clones to turn and attack the pursuers.

Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong!

Although the pursuers knew that the tens of clones were fake, they still did not dare to be careless. All of them unleashed all sorts of mystical abilities as they destroyed all of Poison Spirit's clones. After that, they spread out in all directions to kill the remaining clones.

The Phantom Race's Art of Cloning was very powerful; every clone looked the same and even carried the blood scent with them. No one here could tell who the real one was. These pursuers were mainly from the You Clan, Bai Clan, Qiu Clan, and some other young masters' henchmen. They knew very clearly that if they did not kill Poison Spirit this time, there was not going to be such an opportunity again. Hence, although they pursued him for around five hours and still had not killed Poison Spirit, no one was willing to give up.

After all the clones had been destroyed and everyone regrouped, they once again easily locked onto Poison Spirit's true self by tracking his blood scent.

Unfortunately, Poison Spirit had already fled quite far away; and they needed some time to catch up to him. One of the You Clan formidable martial artists' eyes flashed coldly as he shouted while they raced ahead, "This can't continue; let's not split up later to chase the clones. Let's go all out and use our attacks with huge areas of effect. We don't have to kill him; we just have to injure him again, and he won't be able to escape."

"That makes sense..."

"Good idea, let's do that!"

Everyone thought for a while and felt that this made much sense. Previously, they had been afraid to die; when Poison Spirit's clones had rushed forward, they concentrated their energy in dealing with these clones. This way, Poison Spirit's true self had managed to escape. However, if they ignored the clones and launched long-ranged attacks with huge areas of effect at where Poison Spirit's true self was at, Poison Spirit would definitely be hurt to a certain extent. Once he was hurt again, he would not be able to flee.

"Bai Xue, use Spatial Zone Turbulence!"

One of the You Clan formidable martial artists shouted as a Bai Clan formidable martial artist furiously slammed his palm forward, creating turbulence in the spatial zone ahead. The turbulence did not stop as it swiftly swam forward and caught up with Poison Spirit, slowing him down in an instant. Everyone else's speed seemed to accelerate now as they pressed forward and narrowed their distance with Poison Spirit.

"Damn it!"

Poison Spirit cursed bitterly. As he was ahead of his pursuers, he was constantly being harassed by Lunar Beasts. He needed to spend a huge amount of mental and physical strength to deal with them. He was severely wounded and after fleeing for several hours, his wounds not only had not healed but had gotten worse. Fortunately, he was used to this life of being pursued and hunted from before and could still hold on.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In around fifteen minutes, his pursuers had closed the gap to tens of thousands of feet. Poison Spirit once again started to create his clones, preparing to flee. This time, the You Clan formidable martial artist shouted, "Attack!"

Tsk-tsk! Boom-boom! Swish-swish! Pong-pong!

Everyone ignored Poison Spirit's clones as they unleashed their strongest mystical abilities that enveloped the entire area that Poison Spirit had just been at.

True enough—

Poison Spirit's true self could not hide from these area attacks; he was immediately blasted in midair, his body full of blood while his back was a gory mess of flesh. One of his hands was blasted again, and even his bones could be seen.

"Flee!"

Using the impact of the explosion, Poison Spirit desperately sped forward and fled. With blood flowing freely from his mouth, his heart sank and hit rock-bottom. These people had become smarter; it was going to be very hard for him to reach the Divine Tree now.

"Pfff..."

Thinking about this, Poison Spirit once again spat out a mouthful of blood. Yi Chan and company's fate were unknown. If Little Eagle King could not protect them, the trio were going to be mistreated and abused; Poison Spirit was feeling very bitter now. Just at this moment, Lunar Beasts sprang forward in front of him. After he used his clones to lure them away, his pursuers were tight on his tail once again.

"Risk it!"

Poison Spirit gritted his teeth as he was prepared to give his all. Since the enemy had learned to be smart, he was definitely going to die after a few more rounds of such attacks. Since he could not live anymore, he was going to drag as many people as he could to their graves.

Buzz!

After his pursuers grew closer, Poison Spirit did not wait for them to launch an attack. He preemptively created hundreds of clones while his true self did not flee but stealthily headed towards the group; he was prepared to fight to the death.

"Eh?"

The pursuing soldiers were momentarily stunned; why did Poison Spirit release his clones earlier this time? The You Clan formidable martial artist thought for a while and said, "Let's not care about so much! Attack!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

More than a hundred attacks soared forward as explosions filled the skies; the spatial zone ahead was torn in many places while some Lunar Beasts that had shot upwards were blasted into pieces. However, Poison Spirit's true self did not surface this time; he had long escaped from the area.

Swish!

Many of Poison Spirit's clones shot forward as everyone could only release all their mystical abilities to destroy them. At this moment, a pitiful cry rose from the left. Everyone's divine senses swept forward and saw that one of the Qiu Clan formidable martial artists' head and body were positioned awkwardly; Poison Spirit's body flashed and disappeared.

"Kill!"

Although Poison Spirit's technique had struck fear in everyone's hearts—since he had decided to fight, he was not going to be able to flee anymore. If it was a one-to-one battle, no one was confident of matching up to him. However, so many of them were present; they couldn't possibly not-kill him, right?

Buzz! Buzz!

Immediately, everyone who knew spatial dimension laws immediately used their Spatial Zone Turbulence abilities at the spot where Poison Spirit was last seen. However, Poison Spirit was already a hundred feet away from another Qiu Clan martial artist.

"Ah?"

Seeing Poison Spirit's icy-cold eyes that were just like wild beasts', that Qiu Clan formidable martial artist's soul spirit shook furiously. Poison Spirit had turned into a green light and had unleashed his Divine Spirit Thrust. This formidable martial artist knew that he was definitely going to die. Although he had supreme-grade divine artifact battle armor, how could it withstand Poison Spirit's Divine Spirit Thrust?

"Poison Spirit, let's die together!"

Knowing that he wasn't going to live, this formidable martial artist grew crazy. Although many people were around him, he wanted to self-implode and die with Poison Spirit!

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Poison Spirit cursed a few times. His instincts honed from years of living on the edge allowed him to react almost instantly. His body turned and arced as he fled as fast as he could.

Swish!

Everyone nearby was scared out of their wits. They didn't bother to attack Poison Spirit anymore as they fled in all directions desperately. Such a high-level formidable martial artist was about to self-implode; if they didn't flee immediately, they were going to be blasted and killed themselves.