Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1323 Another Strong Enemy
Although Samba used a secret transformation technique of the demon clan and used all his strength to move his body, he still could not close the distance between him and Ye Xuan.

This made him both shocked and angry.

As the two chased and fled, half a day passed quickly. The purple-black thunder eagle that Samba transformed into in the back let out a roar, and with a "bang", its shape returned to its original appearance, and its speed also returned to normal.

Samba was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

This transformation method has a certain time limit each time it is performed, and it also has some other disadvantages, so it cannot be maintained for a long time.

At this moment, the golden pattern on Ye Xuan's face in front of him was also flickering in a flash of golden light. It also dimmed, and it was obvious that it had burned to the limit. If it continued to burn, it would really disappear.

When Samba saw that Ye Xuan's speed had also slowed down, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face. He immediately summoned his magic power, accelerated the speed of his escape light, and chased after him.

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly with helplessness in his heart. If he could have a few more atavistic magic patterns, he might really be able to get rid of the opponent.

At this moment, he didn't need to look back to sense the lightning-fast demonic power behind him, and he snorted secretly.

If Samba hadn't used the strange transformation technique he had just used, it would not have been easy to catch up with his current speed.

He immediately took a deep breath and fled.

After another two hours, Samba finally recovered his breath through the circulation of magic power in his body, and cast a spell again, performing the method of transforming into a thunder eagle, speeding up and chasing forward.

At this time, Ye Xuan also relied on the nourishment of the demon blood in his body to restore three more ancestral golden patterns. He gritted his teeth, the golden patterns on his face burned hot, and he turned into a golden rainbow and flew forward again.

"Young man from the human race, as long as you hand over the secret technique of returning to your ancestral home to me, I will not pursue other matters. What do you think?" Ye Xuan heard a rumbling sound in his ears, and Samba's voice came from behind.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan sneered and was too lazy to speak.

With a flash of golden light, Ye Xuan flew over a mountain and continued to fly towards the horizon.

"Hmph, I have already made concessions, so don't be ungrateful! This ancestral secret technique is the secret treasure of my demon clan. If you possess this secret treasure, you will be an enemy of the entire demon world!" Samba's voice continued to come, and the threat was obvious.

However, no matter what he said, Ye Xuan remained silent.

Samba became furious upon seeing this, knowing that words could not move Ye Xuan. He made up his mind and stopped trying to deceive him. He used all his strength to mobilize the magic power in his body and chased after him relentlessly.

He didn't believe that Ye Xuan, a mere Saint King, could last long while continuously activating his secret techniques and burning his blood to fly away.

Once his magic power is exhausted and his blood is depleted, it will be easy to capture him.

In the following time, a rather strange scene occurred between the two.

The thunder eagle transformed by Samba chased Ye Xuan closely and burned the atavism magic pattern, but every once in a while, he would change back to his original form and his speed would decrease immediately, and Ye Xuan would also slow down and restore the atavism gold pattern. The two of them would speed up and slow down like this, always keeping a certain distance.

The pursuit lasted two days.

What Samba never expected was that Ye Xuan's magic power and magic blood were so strong that he actually managed to persevere all the way.

Ye Xuan only chose remote and desolate places on the way. After all, he was not familiar with this demon world and was afraid that he would run into other people and Samba would gather people to stop him.

On the third day, at dusk, a golden light whizzed past above a low peak somewhere in the endless mountains.

Dozens of miles behind, a burst of demonic light was chasing closely.

At this time, Ye Xuan, who was in the golden light ahead, turned pale. He was constantly burning his blood and essence to restore the ancestral golden pattern. He now felt weak.

This was because he had swallowed a large amount of demonic blood in the past few days, otherwise, he would definitely not have been able to hold on for so long.

Magic power is easy to deal with. Ye Xuan has many resources that he had plundered before, including a large number of pills that can be used to restore his magic power.

What worries Ye Xuan the most is his law of time. After constantly using time to accelerate it, his law of time has finally reached its limit.

Although Ye Xuan has the Wheel of Time in his body, this precious treasure is like a dead object in his body. Even though he has been responding to it continuously for the past two days, there is no reaction at all, and it has not replenished him with any power of the law of time.

Ye Xuan was so angry that he really wanted to take out the broken stone plate and smash it to pieces.

"Brother Ye, can't we hide in that little world anymore?" Pang Yuxi had woken up and asked in Ye Xuan's arms.

Now she no longer cared about the taboos between men and women, knowing that Ye Xuan was almost exhausted.

If this continued, she was afraid that Ye Xuan would not be able to escape or fight.

"My spatial laws have been frozen by the forbidden tree, and now I can't open the passage to the small world at all." Ye Xuan explained.

Pang Yuxi pursed her lips and remained silent after hearing this.

Ye Xuan said, "Don't worry. If it doesn't work, I will hold him back and you can escape first. Humph, even if the opponent is a demon from the Immortal Saint Realm, I, Ye Xuan, am not a pushover. If he wants to kill me, he will have to pay a price."

Pang Yuxi's eyes moved and she glanced at Ye Xuan's stern face. She couldn't help but admire Ye Xuan for being so strong at this time.

But she shook her head and said, "Although my cultivation is weak and my fighting ability is not good, my skills in formations are not bad. Maybe I can add a little strength to your fight with him. Let's fight him today, even if we die."

Ye Xuan looked into the woman's eyes and saw her serious look. He thought for a moment and was about to speak, but suddenly his expression changed. He saw the sky in front of him suddenly fluctuate. With a loud bang, white light burst out, the void shook, and a huge white tower appeared. The next moment, two figures walked out side by side from the gate of the giant tower.

One of them was nearly 70 years old, with a reserved look, white hair and beard, and was wearing a white Taoist robe. He looked energetic and had an immortal-like demeanor.

The other was a tall middle-aged man wearing a black cloak, with a cold look in his eyes.

Both the old man and the middle-aged man have extremely profound aura.

Ye Xuan's eyes moved. Immortal Saint Realm, these two people are definitely in the Immortal Saint Realm. But why does that middle-aged man have a familiar feeling?

Pang Yuxi also saw the two people clearly. She was surprised and subconsciously said, "They are actually two powerful human beings."

"Brother Wanyan, after all these days of hard work, we finally found him." The old man with a sage-like appearance said with a slight smile, and his eyes, together with the gloomy middle-aged man, fell on Ye Xuan who was rushing here.

Wanyan? Ye Xuan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of something.

(End of this chapter)