Could this damn thing be another earthquake?

After traveling less than twenty miles, an unusual tremor suddenly came from beneath, and Han Yu's expression tightened.

He had forgotten that he had already left Zhanzhou Prefecture.

Only after reacting did he realize it wasn't an earthquake.

Carefully sensing the tremors underfoot, the ground occasionally shook, seemingly moved by a tremendous force.

Five miles away, two cultivators of the Divine Gaze Realm were locked in a heated battle.

The two were fiercely fighting in the sky, one a man over forty years old wearing a red robe, with a lean figure and ruddy brown face.

The other was a tall figure in a black robe, a hood covering their head, completely obscuring their face.

Their figures darted through the air, constantly changing positions, as waves of True Essence spread out, the winds blowing fiercely.

The man over forty cast a palm-sized flying knife, which, upon floating in the air, split into dozens, coldly slashing toward the figure in the black robe.

Calmly, without hurry, the black robe held out both hands, forming a True Essence Shield, deflecting and repelling each of the flying knives.

"Futile struggle!"

A strange, cold laugh came from under the hood.

"Mountain of Knives!"

The man showed a flash of anger, forming a seal with one hand.

The flying knives returned once more, simultaneously slashing down toward him.

"I've told you it's a futile struggle."

The black robe couldn't help but let out a piercing laugh, as the gold light of the True Essence Shield shone even brighter.

Seeing the flying knives deflected once again, he felt a sense of pride.

"Gale Slash!"

Unexpectedly, the man over forty suddenly closed in, and with one single move, the flying knives gathered in his hand, instantly forming a large knife that slashed down toward the True Essence Shield.

Boom!

The blade's light passed through, causing the golden light of the shield to dim, and with a muffled sound, the large knife broke through the shield and slashed toward the figure in the black robe.

But as the True Essence Shield shattered, the black robe was already prepared and retreated the moment the blade arrived.

The man's eyes showed regret, but he quickly drew his knife forward, as True Essence surged, making the entire blade glow with a lustrous white light, unleashing a vast blade aura.

The blade's shadow, dozens of feet long, seemed tangible, slashing relentlessly at the black robe, which dodged a few times before throwing a round bracelet through the air.

The bracelet, entirely black, with an unclear material, grew larger in the wind and managed to withstand the blade's shadow.

Han Yu exclaimed with excitement, finding this battle far more thrilling than any he had seen before.

"These two have so many means in their technique, why haven't I seen others use them before?"

Glass thought about it, not very sure either.

"Could it be because they're poor? They don't have artifacts?"

Han Yu was speechless, thinking he was asking her, but her tone sounded like a rhetorical question in response.

The battle between the two cultivators grew more intense, with all their techniques revealed, as the ground beneath them was riddled with potholes, and a gorge hundreds of meters long was carved by the blade's silhouette.

The black robe's intentions were unclear, but the momentum suddenly became sharper, and a familiar fluctuation surged out, which Han Yu recognized instantly.

In the next moment, the black robe waved a hand mid-air, and a sea of fire instantly filled the sky, blending with True Essence, as he swept his hand across.

Innumerable flames, spewing tongues of fire, swept toward the man overwhelmingly.

Burst!

Seeing this, Han Yu's memory became clear again; wasn't this the black-robed person who had chased him a few months ago?

At that time, the Fire Series Divine Power had almost scalded his cousin's group badly; if it weren't for his Fire Series Divine Techniques combined with the bottle to devour it, they might all have perished.

When they left Shuzhou City, they had relied on a mundane mask to blend into a caravan to escape.

Enemies truly meet on a narrow road.

Even the rich want to return home; now that he is stronger, why not deal with his old foe now that he has encountered him!

"Divine Techniques!"

The man over forty backed away repeatedly in mid-air, his face turning pale.

He never expected this person to also have a Divine Technique, already being at a disadvantage, and now facing this sea of flames, he feared he would be powerless to resist.

"I absorb!"

At this moment, an abrupt voice appeared by their ears, and Han Yu soared into the air, arriving directly in front of the man, extending his right hand, generating a powerful suction force.

The once-raging flames now flowed like a gentle stream, continuously drawing into his palm.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yu had absorbed the entire sea of flames.

"It's you!"

The black-robed figure halted in mid-air, speaking in a tone of disbelief.

How could he forget this person? Not long ago, he had sat in wait outside Shuzhou City for more than half a month, just to kill him.

He had never imagined that after waiting so bitterly, the person had escaped Shuzhou City using some unknown means.

He had thought that in the vast sea of people, they would never meet again, yet here they were, not only encountering him but also obstructing his plans.

This new and old feud immediately set his anger ablaze, summoning two raging Fire Dragons to devour Han Yu from both sides.

Han Yu almost burst into laughter; hadn't he absorbed his Divine Power fire several times already, and the person still hadn't learned?

He stood firm, allowing the two Fire Dragons to break upon him, dispersing into a sea of flames.

The black robe watched as the sea of flames quickly spread, his heart welling with joy.

Too conceited, absorbing the Divine Power fire, does not necessarily mean he can withstand...

Before the thought was complete, he was left speechless as a figure walked out of the sea of flames, his prized Divine Power flame unable to cling to the opponent. Even more, the flames were continuously partitioned away.

"Receive!"

With a single word, the sea of flames surged into Han Yu's wings.

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