Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2178 - 1559: Encounter Once Again

To halt their relentless chase, Ming Yun had already relinquished the pilfered Spiritual Objects, returning many to his pursuers. Yet, their pursuit persisted, their intent to eliminate him seemingly absolute.

"Could it be that among the remaining Spiritual Objects lies a treasure of exceptional value?" Ming Yun pondered. However, given the current circumstances, he sensed that even a complete surrender of the Spiritual Objects would not deter their hunt.

This sentiment, coupled with the burgeoning rage within his heart throughout the escape, fueled his resolve not to yield easily.

"I refuse to believe you can chase me endlessly!" Ming Yun declared through gritted teeth, propelling himself toward a specific sector of the Chaos.

The might of the Youfeng Zhang Family is indeed considerable, boasting not only Golden Immortals but also a dozen or so Profound Immortals. Nevertheless, they possess numerous adversaries. With three Profound Immortals currently absent from the family’s ranks, any external threat could potentially jeopardize the Zhang Family’s interests.

Therefore, he deduced that these pursuers could not remain away from the Zhang Family’s domain indefinitely. If he could just hold on a little longer, they might eventually choose to withdraw.

But prior to that point, Ming Yun was determined to employ every possible means to ensure his survival! Only by doing so could he endure until that potential opportunity arose.

"Hmph! Stubborn resistance! Persistent foolishness!" The three Profound Immortals trailing him, witnessing his increased speed, let out scornful sneers and augmented their own velocity, swiftly surpassing Ming Yun.

Ming Yun had surmised that a particularly valuable treasure among the stolen Spiritual Objects was the catalyst for their relentless pursuit, but the reality was far from this assumption.

The true objective was to use his life, his very head, as a means to intimidate others – to kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

It is known that ever since Ming Yun absconded with certain Spiritual Objects from the Youfeng Zhang Family’s ancestral lands, the Zhang Family had become the target of widespread ridicule.

For influential powers such as themselves, reputation is paramount, second only to their enduring legacy.

The humiliation of being robbed by a mere Loose Cultivator, a Profound Immortal no less, within the confines of their own territory, was an utterly degrading disgrace.

Consequently, they required his life, his head, to expiate this profound shame!

This, in truth, was the genuine impetus behind their unyielding pursuit of Ming Yun.

Engrossed in his frantic flight, Ming Yun remained oblivious to this crucial detail, still clinging to the belief that relinquishing all the Spiritual Objects would bring their chase to an end. As such, he considered his predicament not yet at its direst point.

It wasn't until the three Profound Immortals drew significantly closer, and his own speed began to wane once more, a consequence of his injuries not being fully mended, that the chilling realization dawned upon him: his survival was truly at stake if this trajectory continued.

Thus, the defiance simmering within him was momentarily subjugated by the primal instinct for survival, compelling him to discard all the stolen Spiritual Objects.

Yet, even after they had secured the returned Spiritual Objects, their relentless pursuit did not cease; they maintained their blistering pace, continuing their inexorable advance toward Ming Yun.

"I have returned all the Spiritual Objects to you; why do you persist in chasing me?" Utterly bewildered, he could not help but shout out, seeking to voice his profound confusion.

"Hmph!"

Zhang Daotong, the foremost among them, emitted a cold snort and declared, "Fool! Do you truly believe, even now, that we are pursuing you for the retrieval of those Spiritual Objects?"

"What we desire is your head delivered on a platter!"

Ming Yun’s countenance contorted in shock. It was at this precise moment that the truth struck him: with the formidable foundation of the Youfeng Zhang Family, they were in no want of such Spiritual Objects, nor would they have embarked on such a relentless pursuit solely for their recovery.

The actual reason for their unwavering pursuit was the profound loss of face he had inflicted upon the Zhang Family!

Had he possessed this foresight earlier, he should never have succumbed to the manipulation of others, seeking validation by pilfering from the Zhang Family.

Reflecting upon it now, those who had so cunningly influenced him harbored wicked intentions and ulterior motives.

However, this enlightenment and his subsequent regret arrived far too late.

His sole recourse at this juncture was to flee with every fiber of his being, striving to evade their relentless pursuit.

Ming Yun still harbored a faint ember of hope: unlike himself, his pursuers could not remain detached indefinitely. With the passage of time, they would inevitably choose to return and safeguard their family, preempting any unforeseen incidents.

A surge of resolute defiance coursed through his heart, emboldening him to ingest a most peculiar pill – the Immortal Ascension Pill.

The efficacy of this potent elixir lay in its ability to instantly restore the user to a perfect physiological state, even mending grievous injuries in the blink of an eye!

Nevertheless, the cost associated with its use was undeniably exorbitant. Once its effects dissipated, the previously sustained injuries would resurface with amplified severity, potentially leading to instantaneous death in the most critical cases.

But in this present moment, Ming Yun could scarcely afford to contemplate such dire consequences. His paramount concern was evading the clutches of Zhang Daotong and his cohorts!

Survival would be the subsequent consideration.

Boom!

Instead of a direct flight, he unleashed an assault upon the very fabric of this segment of the Chaos, violently agitating it and unleashing a colossal tempest. The resulting hurricane swept through, coalescing countless chaotic Spiritual Energy particles into an instantaneous, terrifying Chaotic Storm.

Instead of forming on its own from The Void, this place was precisely engineered. An unfathomably immense Chaotic Storm raged, making the surrounding hundreds of miles a zone of extreme peril.

Hoo——

The dread-inspiring Chaotic winds screamed, obliterating all in their path into nonexistence.

Even Zhang Daotong and his two companions, who were Profound Immortals, did not dare to traverse it directly. They could only watch powerlessly as Ming Yun made his escape.

"Hmph! Do you truly believe such a petty trick will allow you to flee?"

As he spoke, Zhang Daotong produced a Compass. Its needle spun erratically, as if searching, before finally settling and pointing resolutely in a specific direction.

It was this Chaos Magical Artifact that enabled them to track Ming Yun through The Void; no matter what method he employed, he could not break free from their pursuit.

Only a Chaos Magical Artifact could fully unleash its power and functions within a Void saturated with Chaos Qi.