Chapter 90

PS: This chapter is an additional update for the 10,000 coin reward for Bajie.

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Li Mang rode the crystal dragon, racing madly, hoping to shake off the pursuers behind him and find a secluded place to temporarily hide in the Shanhaijing space. However, with the crystal dragon's strength now less than 20%, its speed could not reach its maximum. Meanwhile, the pursuers were not weak, which made it impossible for Li Mang to successfully shake them off.

"Crystal Dragon, head for that forest!" Li Mang instructed the crystal dragon beneath him. With the cover of the trees, he might be able to more quickly shake off the pursuers behind him.

"..." The crystal dragon did not respond, but silently changed direction and sped up. In fact, it felt humiliated at this moment. Even before the tribulation, it could easily shake off the group of people behind. Now, after the tribulation, it was being chased in a狼狈 manner.

"Rustle... Rustle..." Although it was only early morning, the forest was already windy, rustling. Looking down at the trees, Li Mang felt a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them in a dream.

"Crystal Dragon, stop!" Li Mang suddenly lowered his voice and called the crystal dragon to a halt. He had already remembered why he found this forest so familiar.

The sturdy pines, the black water ditch beside them, the sparse weeds, and the many scattered rocks on the ground... The scenes from the Destiny Sky Plate flashed through his mind. Li Mang was already certain that this was the place where he would die, as predicted by the Destiny Sky Plate.

Beside the black water ditch, he was stabbed to death by a group of masked bandits, not people from Yanhuang. If he had to guess, they were killers sent by Chiyou.

Li Mang had thought that he had already avoided that fatal disaster last time. Now he realized that it was not the case. The fatal disaster was only just beginning. A sense of inexplicable oppression instantly spread in his heart, but at the same time, he was puzzled as to how Chiyou's people knew he would pass through here and had set up an ambush in advance.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots broke the silence of the forest first. Two bullets, as thick as thumbs, spiraled from both sides, jolting Li Mang out of his thoughts. His temples throbbed.

Daring not to hesitate, Li Mang leaped down from mid-air and mentally instructed the crystal dragon to remain hidden. Li Mang did not know how to transmit his voice over a distance, but the crystal dragon's life essence inherently possessed this ability. His previous habit of speaking to the sprite was just that—a habit.

After landing in the forest below, Li Mang used the light body technique to quickly leave the scene. He had to break the situation where the enemy was in the dark and he was in the open. Otherwise, even if he could deal with the enemy's strong ones, the two snipers alone would be enough to give him a hard time.

Some specially designed machine guns could kill not only him but even people at Cheng Weiyang Fan's level. Yanhuang had such machine guns, and Li Mang believed that Chiyou's would not be much worse, as both were top forces on Earth. They would certainly value any means to arm themselves, and more and more superpowered individuals were using modern special weapons.

"There are a total of eight people, including two snipers, three ancient martial artists, and three psychics!" While hiding himself, Li Mang also recalled the fragmented memories in his mind, analyzing the strength of the enemies.

"Crystal Dragon, take out those two snipers first!" Li Mang silently instructed. The two snipers were relatively weaker, and by having the crystal dragon deal with them, he not only wanted to eliminate the two hidden threats but also to lure the others out, turning the tables.

"Whoo..." The entire hill was very quiet, not even the chirping of insects or the calls of birds. Only the wind above rustled.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

A brief cry of pain broke the forest's tranquility, instantly changing the atmosphere from silence to tension.

"Rustle!"

Footsteps came from all directions, converging on the location of the cry. Not far to Li Mang's right, a faint footstep could be heard. Li Mang focused and saw a steel gun barrel extending from behind a pine tree, aiming ahead.

"Sniper?" Li Mang frowned. He actually hoped it was a martial artist or a psychic, as they would be easier to deal with compared to a sniper.

But something is better than nothing. Dealing with one is one. Li Mang did not hesitate, tiptoeing, and his body suddenly glided like a large bird toward the sniper's back.

"Who!" The sniper was no ordinary person and quickly sensed the abnormality behind him. Without turning the gun, he immediately drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed toward Li Mang, showing his well-trained and highly sensitive crisis response.

However, his reaction was too late, and his dagger was just a common steel one, not comparable to Li Mang's yellow-grade long sword.

"Crack... Puff!" The dagger was directly cut in half, and a head still covered by a mask thumped to the ground.

"Hisss..." Blood spurted from the severed neck, splattering the surrounding soil and rocks, the sound of the blood splashing clearly audible in the silent forest.

Li Mang frowned, feeling slightly uncomfortable, but at this critical moment, it was not the time to be squeamish. He hurriedly ran to retreat.

"Swish!" However, a long sword had already stabbed at him from the side, its sharpness cutting through the morning light, the wind rustling the leaves.

"Clang!" Li Mang raised his sword to block, but was still pushed back by a powerful force. Instead of stabilizing himself, he used this force to rapidly fly backward, his body light and graceful, as if flying.

"Hmm..." The masked swordsman was surprised by Li Mang's light body technique. He then kicked a nearby pine tree and pursued with his sword. His light body technique was not as good as Li Mang's, but by using the trees to gain momentum, he managed to keep up, showing remarkable skill.

Li Mang's speed was steady and graceful, but just as the masked swordsman was about to catch up, Li Mang suddenly stepped on a tree ahead and reversed his direction, simultaneously slashing his yellow-grade long sword at the swordsman, who was unprepared.

"Clang!" The sword and the knife clashed, sparks flying. Li Mang had the upper hand, and without retracting his sword, he punched the masked swordsman.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

The masked swordsman's sword fell to the ground, and he crashed to the ground. Li Mang's strength was not in swordsmanship but in light body technique and physical prowess. This punch to the masked swordsman's chest had already caused serious injury. But this was just the beginning.

"Swish!!!"

Li Mang landed from the air, his long sword accurately piercing the masked swordsman's chest, half of it deeply embedded in the ground, showing the force and ruthlessness of his strike.

If his fate had not changed, he would have been killed by these people today. For those who wanted to kill him, Li Mang could not think of any reason to be merciful.

The sages are merciful and revered by all because they are invincible; if Li Mang were merciful now, no one would thank him, and they would only stab their swords into his body. The world of cultivators is inherently cruel and merciless.

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