Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

The night was desolate behind Longhu Mountain.

"Quack quack..."

An owl swooped down from a branch, snatched a mountain mouse, and took flight.

Wang Ai continued her journey without stopping for even half a minute, changing locations six times in a row, until she finally approached the cliff.

His anger had been worn away, leaving only a chilling murderous intent in his heart.

At the top of the cliff, Bai Li was happily cracking open half a bag of sunflower seeds.

He gestured towards Lü Liang in the distance, indicating that everything was alright.

Lu Liang had already set up jammers within a 10-kilometer radius, and with the amplification from Bai Li's position, it was enough to block all mobile phone signals.

Of course, it was Quanxing's money used; Lü Liang could ask Gong Qing for reimbursement.

"So it was you!" Wang Ai walked up the cliff and immediately locked her gaze on Bai Li.

Bai Li made no attempt to conceal himself, sitting openly on the rock. The reason he deliberately created this illusion was simply to avoid being disturbed.

"Old Wang, we meet again!" Bai Li greeted him with a warm smile and raised his hand.

"Did Feng Zhenghao send you? Where's Wang Bing?"

Having mingled in the world of supernatural beings for decades, Wang Ai was incredibly shrewd. From the moment he saw Bai Li, he knew that his purpose was definitely not just to capture spirits and command generals.

Bai Li pointed to the cliff and gestured towards the edge with his lip, "The person is still alive, just asleep."

Wang Ai followed his gaze and saw Wang Bing wrapped up like a mummy, suspended from the outside of a cliff by a thin rope, with a deep abyss below. A slight misstep would result in his death.

"I need to confirm." Wang Ai squinted, quietly gathering her Qi, ready to make a move at any moment.

Bai Li said indifferently, "Suit yourself, but I must remind you that the rope is very brittle and will break if you are not careful."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Wang Ai took out the Wolf Howling Brush, channeled his Qi, and planned in his mind to first draw the boundary gate to get Wang Bing out, and then turn around and deal with Bai Li properly.

"Two minutes!" Bai Li suddenly said.

Wang Ai paused, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything."

Bai Li smiled knowingly, "I just wanted to tell you that in two minutes, the time bomb inside Wang Bing's stomach will explode."

"Do you think you can break through my defenses and rescue him within two minutes?"

Wang Ai gripped the wolf-hair brush tightly, and asked woodenly, "What exactly do you want?"

Bai Li grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, "I think I should ask Old Wang to die."

"Hehehehe... Hahahaha!"

Wang Ai chuckled softly, the laughter growing louder and louder. His old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

"You ignorant and arrogant little beast!"

Wang Ai made a bold move!

The Yin Qi surged forth, overwhelming everything, swirling and roaring in the air before transforming into four spiritual entities that surrounded Bai Li in the center.

Bai Li's gaze swept over them.

The spirit on the left, with a white face and white armor, holding a jade pipa, is Mo Lihai;

The spirit on the right, with a blue face and skin, wields a blue-lighted sword; it is Mo Liqing.

The spirit in front, with a red face and crimson armor, and a crimson dragon coiled around its hands, is Mo Lishou;

Behind them was a spirit, green-faced and golden-armored, holding a golden umbrella in its right hand and a silver rat in its left, named Mo Lihong.

Good heavens, the Four Heavenly Kings.

No wonder he's called the Tenth Elder.

Wang Ai unleashed her full power, summoning her spiritual body and transforming her Qi into Danqing (a type of cinnabar painting).

With a flick of his wrist, the wolf-hair brush danced swiftly, drawing a boundary gate that instantly enveloped Wang Bing, pulling him into the world within the painting.

Bai Li had no time to attend to anything else, and the Four Heavenly Kings launched their attack the moment they appeared.

Mo Lihai placed the jade pipa on his shoulder, held it between his cheeks, and plucked the strings, producing a series of jingling sounds!

Bai Li: "...It's Painted Skin again!"

This spirit must have been a violinist in life.

It's pitiful. After death, he became a spirit and was painted with the skin of Mo Lihai, so he couldn't even play his violin.

The thought flashed through Bai Li's mind, and he twisted his body to avoid Mo Lishou's powerful and heavy fist. The fist grazed the corner of his clothes and smashed into the ground, creating a crater a meter wide.

"snort."

Bai Li's surroundings spread out, causing ripples in the air, rendering Mo Liqing's sonic attack ineffective.

Mo Liqing, wielding a cyan sword, leaped forward, his sword energy crisscrossing like a meteor chasing the moon, sweeping across the battlefield and slashing straight at Bai Li's face.

Mo Lishou then brandished the Hunyuan Golden Umbrella, using it as a spear to thrust directly at Bai Li's heart, each move deadly—the Six Harmonies Spear.

A crystalline white mist rose from Bai Li's left hand as he grabbed and shattered the sword energy with his bare hands. He then leaped into the air, grabbed Mo Liqing's greatsword, and landed with the momentum, stepping onto the golden umbrella and burying the tip of the umbrella into the ground.

With his left hand pulling, he gathered his strength and threw a powerful punch with his right. The air surged, and Mo Lishou and Mo Liqing were both thrown back, their spiritual bodies slightly dissipating.

A cold smile crept across Wang Ai's lips. "Kid, you're still too green."

The fight lasted only 30 seconds, but he had already achieved his goal: summoning the Four Heavenly Kings to hold off Bai Li so that he could rescue Wang Bing.

Wang Ai drew the boundary gate and gently placed Wang Bing on the ground.

Wang Bing was still unconscious, which meant that the medicine Lü Liang had given him was indeed very potent.

Wang Ai pressed her palm against his stomach, and the tactile feedback confirmed that there was indeed a hard object there.

"Bing'er, don't be afraid, I'll take the bomb out right away."

Given the urgency of the situation, Wang Ai didn't have time to think much and decided to save Wang Bing's life first, and then treat his injuries later.

With a fierce determination, he swung his knife down, intending to disembowel Wang Bing.

The instant Wang Ai's fingertips touched Wang Bing's skin.

boom!

The deafening explosion was deafening, flames shot into the sky, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

Red, white, green, and black sprayed all over the ground.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough" The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing Wang Ai's figure.

He was kneeling on the ground, his whole body covered in mud and gore. His right arm was blown to pieces, leaving only a bare stump, looking both pathetic and terrifying!

"You beast, Bai Li, you beast!!"

Wang Ai's pupils trembled violently, and her body shook uncontrollably.

He didn't question Bai Li about why the explosion happened prematurely when it was supposed to take two minutes.

The person is gone; asking these questions is pointless.

Wang Ai looked at Wang Bing lying on the ground and couldn't believe that her exceptionally talented great-grandson had been reduced to a pulp.

Bai Li put the bomb remote control in his pocket, feeling a bit emotional. People really do have to keep up with the times. Even the dignified Tenth Elder didn't know that a time bomb could be remotely detonated.

Wang Ai's face was contorted with rage as she struggled to her feet, her steps unsteady, as if she were about to fall at any moment.

He forced out a sentence through gritted teeth, "Bai Li, even if I die, I will take you with me."

Having said that, he disregarded his injuries, reversed his Qi flow, and frantically extracted every last bit of Yuan Qi from his body.

"Drink...ah!"

Wang Ai bled from all seven orifices, and his body was filled with yin energy that enveloped the entire cliff. The Four Heavenly Kings grew taller with the wind, reaching a height of three zhang in the blink of an eye, with a majestic aura and a mountain-like pressure.

He was actually using his own essence and primordial Qi to nourish his spiritual body.

"It's not over yet, I'm going to die with you."

Wang Ai was acting like a madman, knowing that her injuries were too severe and that she would die whether she fought desperately or not.

Even if it means his soul is scattered, he is determined to drag Bai Li down with him, to become king and avenge his family.

Bai Li stood still, unmoved, watching indifferently as Wang Ai summoned four more natural spirits—wind, fire, earth, and water—their power overwhelming the heavens.

A soft hissing sound.

Wang Ai was horrified to discover that his own Qi was rapidly dissipating, and the eight spirits he had summoned began to go out of control, letting out inhuman roars and glaring fiercely at their master.

"Spiritual backlash! How is that possible?"

Wang Ai clutched his chest, a sharp pain gripping his body, causing him to kneel on the ground once more, unable to straighten up.

He has cultivated the Spirit Binding Technique for most of his life and has never encountered such a situation before. How could his spirit suddenly turn against him?

"Come here." A detached voice came from the side of the cliff. The spirits on the field became restless, yet drifted uncontrollably toward the source of the voice.

Wang Ai struggled to lift her head, her gaze unfocused, her lips trembling, "Feng, Zheng, Hao!"

Just as Wang Ai was lost in thought, Bai Li moved!

The surrounding area contracted again, condensing to a foot in front of him, while the white mist became increasingly transparent, turning into a semi-transparent state.

With a single thought, the primordial energy condensed at the tip of the right middle finger, gathering into a single point that shone brilliantly.

Bai Li moved like a blur, appearing in front of Wang Ai in the blink of an eye. He pointed his middle finger at Wang Ai's head. This was the most powerful single-target attack among the three great skills that Bai Li had mastered—"Look at Him."

Without a sound, Wang Ai's head instantly turned to ashes and vanished into the air.

Bang! The headless body fell to the ground.

Feng Zhenghao put away the eight spirits on the field, nodded to Bai Li, and then his body slowly dissipated into the night, as if he had never existed.

Lu Liang rushed out from behind the mountain rock and, without saying a word, used the Soul-Enhancing Technique to envelop Wang Ai's corpse, extracting all the residual memories that shouldn't have appeared before flattering Bai Li.

"Brother Bai! You're amazing! You really outsmarted Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders! From now on, you're like a brother to me, and I'll follow your lead without question!"

"Alright, stop being so cheeky."

Bai Li glanced at the headless corpse and said, "Let's leave here first. The Wang family will be here soon."