The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3472 - 3467: Spirit Separation Ancestor Daozu’s Attack_1

While Yang Chen hunted for details on Zhang Xuelian, beneath Bi Shuangxing's earth stretched a vast sea scattered with countless islands, weaving a complex maze.

Zhang Xuelian darted through them high in the sky.

Her visage stayed as icy and detached as ever. Yet, a flicker of strange unease now marred her captivating features.

Glancing at her rear, several fierce Spirit God Race hunters trailed closely behind.

The Spirit God Race warriors were commanded by three Early Stage Heavenly Fate Realm powerhouses, and even their weakest fighter had attained Heaven-separated Realm cultivation.

With her own Heaven-separated Realm power, Zhang Xuelian could merely run from these formidable Spirit God Race chasers.

Yet she traveled solo, lacking Yi Mu Zhen Ren's presence, against True Man Zhihao's earlier claims.

The Spirit God Race team was utterly bent on her destruction, hounding Zhang Xuelian without respite.

"This woman flees with impressive speed," the leading Heavenly Fate Realm expert of the Spirit God Race stated solemnly. "But capture her we must. The clan commanded it explicitly. Hehe, she's remarkably unique. Seizing her could bolster our position beneath Bi Shuangxing."

"Her power stands out indeed. She and Yi Mu Zhen Ren navigated here with ease. Without our concealment and caution against her schemes, we couldn't have ambushed Yi Mu Zhen Ren or given chase," another Heavenly Fate Realm Spirit God Race member noted.

"Enough chatter. Master Yuan Ling might hold Yi Mu Zhen Ren down, but clashes between Heavenly Fate Realm World Stage foes are hard to predict. Quick, snag Zhang Xuelian before surprises arise."

"Hehe, Broken Wind. What surprises now? Zhang Xuelian is cornered like a fish in a barrel. How far can a mere Heaven-separated Realm fly?"

Broken Wind replied coolly, "Carelessness is dangerous. Notice how her moves resemble someone else's?"

"Who?" the mighty experts asked.

Broken Wind declared gravely, "Yang Chen."

At those words, the Spirit God Race powerhouses' pupils contracted sharply.

They were aware of Yang Chen's formidable prowess. Before the Forbidden Spirit Palace, Heavenly Fate Realm masters like them held no dread toward him.

But post-Forbidden Spirit Palace, their terror of Yang Chen soared dramatically.

He felt like their innate nemesis.

For Yang Chen had slain a Heavenly Fate Realm Spirit God Race expert inside the Forbidden Spirit Palace.

"It matches. Zhang Xuelian wields the Space Law..."

"Not Spacetime Law, thankfully, though Space Law alone proves thorny enough."

These Spirit God Race elites' faces grew sterner upon realizing this.

Right as they refocused, Zhang Xuelian's form flickered, morphing into a streak of light and vanishing from sight.

This uncanny event stunned the powerhouses. They swept their gazes around, filled with profound shock.

"Where'd she go?"

"How'd she disappear?"

"I sense no trace of her soul. Damn, did she slip away?"

Alarm gripped the experts, a chill of doubt creeping into their cores. Zhang Xuelian appeared to have evaded their clutches.

"Stay calm. This ocean zone is odd, a true labyrinth. She used Space Law to lure us further while concealing herself within. She's close by; our soul senses just fail to detect her. No panic—search steadily," Broken Wind commanded in a hushed voice.

Following his words, the powerhouses composed themselves and commenced a thorough, methodical hunt.

True to Broken Wind's words, Zhang Xuelian hadn't fled far. Post-disappearance, she softly descended onto an island.

Upon the isle, Zhang Xuelian's complexion was ghostly pale, her energy faint to the extreme.

She alone grasped the immense toll of deploying that escape art to reach here.

Such a move lay beyond her capacity to repeat soon.

"My plans went awry this time," Zhang Xuelian murmured, lips barely moving. In her frail, ashen state, she exuded fragile allure.

Her fingers danced in divination, and odd glimmers sparked in her gaze.

Omens revealed nine perils and one slim survival chance on this path, yet ultimate fortune from disaster...

Turn calamities into blessings?

Zhang Xuelian gazed forward and abruptly spotted a towering figure standing there.

At first glance, this person seemed unfamiliar to her, but recognition hit her swiftly, and she murmured softly, "So, you are here?"

"Yes, I am here..."

...

Yang Chen remained oblivious to Zhang Xuelian's circumstances. He had only just heard from True Man Zhihao that she, alongside Yi Mu Zhen Ren, had ventured into the Nine Palaces Sea Region—a mysterious ocean zone—in pursuit of an enigmatic Supreme Treasure.

"Nine Palaces Sea Region... What treasure is Zhang Xuelian looking for?" Yang Chen questioned, puzzled.

"I don’t know," True Man Zhihao responded awkwardly.

Even had he known, he would never disclose it.

Yang Chen understood that such intelligence was already invaluable and saw no need to press further. He declared, "The three of you, I need to go to the Nine Palaces Sea Region alone. If anything happens, contact me with your bracelet. As for Daoist Han Bo, you can follow these three for now."

"No problem," the three Heavenly Fate Realm experts of the Divine Night Sect replied respectfully, eyes fixed on Yang Chen.

Han Bo realized he'd only drag Yang Chen down if he accompanied him. Fresh from witnessing Yang Chen's astounding feats, he nodded promptly in agreement.

With no more hesitation, Yang Chen vanished in a blink, harnessing the Space-Time Law to streak across the skies and depart.

Yet, he hadn't traveled far when his eyes narrowed slightly.

A frigid, lethal chill wrapped his entire frame, rendering Yang Chen numb, drained, and bitterly cold.

Yang Chen had evidently foreseen this ambush, though its speed caught him off guard. "Spirit Separation Ancestor, you move with impressive haste."

No sooner had Yang Chen uttered those words than a figure materialized before him.

This figure's face was fully shrouded, betraying not a single feature.

The power radiating from it reached the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

Upon eyeing this foe, Yang Chen taunted, "Spirit Separation Ancestor, since you’ve already drawn your sword, why bother hiding? Why cover your face? Don’t you even have the courage when it comes to killing me?"