By the time the voice transmissions between them ended, the Great Island Master's voice had already grown fainter and fainter. It was clear his speed was too great, and he had already exceeded the range of the voice transmission.
The Second and Fourth Island Masters had no choice but to follow his orders, but their hearts were in turmoil.
The flying Great Island Master's face was grim. He had already determined that the black-robed person fleeing ahead was the fake "Yang Youxian."
Otherwise, with Yang Youxian's abilities, even if he were defecting from the sect, how could he have escaped his Fourth Brother's divine sense in a dozen or so breaths without being discovered?
He himself had also just sent out his divine sense to investigate, and there was not even a hint of Yang Youxian's aura in the vicinity. Yet the patrolling disciple had said Yang Youxian had just left. This didn't add up at all.
Furthermore, based on his understanding of this disciple, Yang Youxian, there was no way he would betray the sect, let alone do something so outrageous.
Yang Youxian's Dao Companion and daughter were still in the sect.
The moment he had suspected him, his divine sense had simultaneously swept into the island and discovered the existence of the two women, both in Yang Youxian's cave residence.
"It's possible that he is a cultivator from the Tianli Clan, but it shouldn't be Gong Shengguang. How long has it been since he was injured?"
"When he was ambushed by the fourth-rank Sea-Breaking Beast, I saw it very clearly. His injuries were even more severe than Second Brother's. Unless he has some seventh-rank or higher medicinal pill? But such a pill has almost never been seen in the lower realm."
"The aura of this person ahead is also very unfamiliar. From the movement skill he's using, he should be a dharma cultivator… Is it the Third Elder of the Tianli Clan in disguise? But even Gong Shengguang couldn't sneak into our sect, so how could she?"
All sorts of thoughts flashed through the Great Island Master's mind. After various analyses, he felt that the person who had come was likely from the Tianli Clan. They had not made any deep enemies with anyone else recently that would make someone go to such lengths for revenge.
And this person, like Gong Shengguang, had also used a method of infiltration. But if Gong Shengguang couldn't accomplish it, how could anyone else from the Tianli Clan have snuck into the Qionglin Sect?
The person fleeing ahead was none other than Li Yan. The moment he left "Venerable Green Sea's" cave residence, he had immediately flown towards the sect's grand formation above.
Logically speaking, for a sect-protecting grand formation, the defense would only be weaker at the main gate from the inside out. Flying straight into the sky from other places might attract multiple checks.
But with "Venerable Green Sea" dead, Li Yan didn't dare to linger for a moment longer. In his wide sleeves, one hand gripped the "Heaven-Stealing Kerchief," while the other held a drop of Yang Youxian's essence blood and his identity token, and he charged straight up.
But Li Yan still controlled his speed, making himself look not too fast. But even so, in just seven breaths, he had already flown nearly a thousand zhang into the air.
Then, he sensed an increasingly strong pressure constantly pressing him down. But with his cultivation, although the grand formation's pressure was sufficient, it couldn't suppress him at all.
Soon, his divine sense touched an invisible barrier. The essence blood on his right hand was instantly injected into the token. At the same time, the silk kerchief on his left hand was also quietly infused with magical power.
The token on his right hand first emitted streaks of light that spread out in all directions, instantly enveloping Li Yan's figure.
"Pop, pop, pop…"
A series of barely audible sounds of popping bubbles sounded in Li Yan's mind. His body, without stopping, instantly felt as if it had entered a very viscous liquid, and its speed slowed for a moment.
At this time, there were also some cultivators and a patrol squad nearby. They all noticed Li Yan, but seeing "Yang Youxian's" wooden expression, they didn't plan to go up and question him.
This eldest disciple of the Third Island Master had a gloomy temperament and rarely interacted with people. One wrong move, and he might even get a scolding from him. They certainly weren't willing to do such a thankless task.
What they didn't know was that they were already standing at the gates of hell. If Li Yan couldn't get out of here, they would see through his disguise, and of course, he would kill them to silence them and buy himself time.
Fortunately, Yang Youxian's sect token worked. Li Yan was only slightly hindered by the grand formation before the restrictive force dispersed and no longer gathered towards him.
After getting out of the grand formation, Li Yan was overjoyed and immediately fled into the distance. At the same time, the token and kerchief in his hands disappeared, replaced by a medicinal pill.
With a casual wipe of his face, his appearance began to change, and soon the appearance of a middle-aged man emerged…
"Yang Youxian's" current appearance was already extremely dangerous. With the abilities of a Nascent Soul cultivator, they would soon be able to deduce many clues close to the truth. And "Yang Youxian," leaving at this time, would undoubtedly become the most suspicious person.
But Li Yan did not use the "Stealthy Night Art" to hide.
The best course of action at this time would be to hide his aura and go deep into the sea. Li Yan was also confident he could evade the other party's search and leave after a period of time.
But after restoring his appearance, he had slightly altered it again and flown towards the northwest, as if afraid of being found if he stayed here.
All of his actions seemed to perfectly match those of an assassin who was in a hurry to escape…
"Don't the Tianli Clan all claim to be indomitable? How could there be a cowardly rat like you who hides his head and shows his tail? Leave your name!"
As Li Yan was fleeing, a fierce shout suddenly sounded in his mind. Li Yan, however, acted as if he hadn't heard it. Instead, his speed suddenly increased again. After a flash in the sky, in the next moment, he had already appeared on the horizon a thousand li away.
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul! Who are you?"
The moment Li Yan's Nascent Soul aura was revealed, the purple-robed man who was chasing him closely began to feel a little suspicious and uncertain, and he was even more unable to guess the other party's origin.
The Qionglin Sect was too far from the Tianli Clan. Even using an ultra-long-distance teleportation grand formation, teleporting day and night, would take several months to reach.
In addition, with the Second Island Master injured, none of them dared to leave the island for a long journey. They were still unaware of the events that had occurred in the Tianli Clan in recent years.
Among the Nascent Soul realm of the Tianli Clan, only the incomparably beautiful Third Elder was a dual dharma-body cultivator. But the aura of the person before him seemed very vigorous, and he looked like a man in every way, not a transformation.
Half an incense stick's worth of time later, the distance between the two was only a hundred li. But in the heart of the purple-robed, bald man, he was extremely horrified. He was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
With his cultivation, he had actually chased for so long and only managed to shorten the distance between them to about one hundred and twenty li.
"Cultivating some kind of movement skill? Stay right there!"
A sharp light shot out from the purple-robed, bald man's eyes, like two bolts of lightning splitting the dark night. He let out a deep shout that shook the surroundings.
At the same time, purple light swirled around his body, and streaks of purple rings spun around him like a whirlwind. He slammed both palms down, then fiercely lifted them up.
The originally calm sea surface below, in the dark night, suddenly became a scene of churning waves and howling yin winds. The seawater was forcefully torn from the surface by an invisible giant force.
A giant wave, a full hundred li long, had already flown into the sky. Because this suction force was too enormous and the speed at which the seawater was torn away was too fast, a bottomless, hundred-li deep pit actually appeared on the sea surface.
The surrounding seawater for a hundred li churned. For a time, under the repulsive force of the suction's aftershock, it was completely unable to pour back into the deep pit.
The wave struck from above and behind him.
Once a Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed their power, they could truly overturn rivers and seas.
The other party's strike from a hundred li away had already shattered the space in this area. Li Yan could even see many cracks, large and small, opening in the sky above.
Not only was there astral wind blowing out, but it was also mixed with meteorites, which were smashing out from there…
A golden light swirled around Li Yan's body, and an equally powerful force erupted, creating a spirit power shield several dozen zhang wide around him.
At the same time, he also let out a great shout.
"Break for me!"
He threw a punch upwards. From the surface of his fist, a golden light pillar, as thick as half a person, shot straight into the clouds.
Like a heaven-piercing sharp sword, from the bottom of the giant wall of seawater pressing down from the sky behind, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it charged straight up.
At a certain point in the wall of seawater, which was hundreds of li thick, starting from the bottom, like a golden light advancing layer by layer, a golden channel as thick as an adult quickly rose upwards.
In less than two breaths, with a loud "thud," a sky-high wave of water shot towards the sky from the top of the giant wall of seawater, followed closely by a golden light that broke through the "wall" and shot into the sky.
Many of the meteorites falling from above, upon touching the golden light pillar, melted like ice and snow, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Then, a human figure had already shot out from below. It was Li Yan, his entire body dancing with a golden light. He had punched a channel and broken through.
And just as Li Yan flew out of the giant wave wall, not far away, a human figure was already standing in the air above his head. It was the purple-robed, bald man. A distance of a hundred li, the moment Li Yan broke through the giant wave wall, he had already arrived.
"A metal-attribute divine ability, this person is not from the Tianli Clan!"
Seeing the other party break through with a single punch, and that it was the sharpest metal-attribute power, a look of surprise and doubt flashed in the purple-robed, bald man's eyes.
This was not shamanism, nor was it a body refining art. It was just a "Giant Sword Art" struck with magical power, a most basic technique. But in the other party's hands, it had reached a state of great accomplishment and perfection.
As he thought this, his hands did not stop at all, and a ferocious look intensified in his eyes. Beneath his feet was a wave a hundred li long and hundreds of li thick, continuing to smash towards the sea surface with world-destroying momentum.
Until this moment, the bottomless pit on the sea surface had still not been filled by the surrounding seawater. The exchange between the two had only lasted three breaths.
The purple-robed man grabbed down with both large hands, then pulled them apart. The falling wall of seawater was instantly pulled up again by an invisible giant force.
The purple-robed man pulled and separated his hands, then stirred them again. The separated giant wall turned into two water pillars several hundred li long.
One end was held in his hands, like infinitely long arms extending out. As both arms stirred at the same time, the two water pillars transformed into two enormous water dragons.
In the dark night, they were like two black, ferocious strange dragons. With a flip and a stir, they were like two long whips shaking the heavens and earth, fiercely lashing towards Li Yan, who had just broken through the wall of seawater!