Chapter 86

Zhao Rui had a broken leg, was covered in blood, and his upper body armor had been stripped off, his hair disheveled, looking like a fierce ghost.

Seeing his beloved son in such a dire state, Zhao Gui’s heart was consumed by a raging fire, wishing to slaughter tens of thousands to quell his inner fury.

He reached his speed limit, his eyes locked onto the young man wearing his son’s armor, the killing intent around him continuously intensifying. However, he was somewhat surprised, as Lu Li’s aura was clearly just at the Divine Sea Realm. How could he have killed Elder Qing?

Lu Li stopped, his expression becoming exceptionally solemn. He was glad he hadn’t killed Zhao Rui; otherwise, he would have no cards left to play.

Zhao Gui’s blood and qi were like a dragon and an elephant, clearly indicating he was a Soul Pond Realm warrior. Although Lu Li had many means, he wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could fight a Soul Pond Realm expert.

In the Northern Desert, the difference in realms was like the difference between heaven and earth. A higher realm practitioner could easily sweep away a group of lower realm practitioners.

For example, at the Divine Sea Realm, the mystic power was more condensed than at the Mystic Beast Realm, and the differences in speed, strength, defense, and reaction time were too great. A group of Mystic Beast Realm practitioners couldn’t even surround and kill a Divine Sea Realm practitioner.

The gap was even greater at the Soul Pond Realm!

At the Soul Pond Realm, a pond was forged within the soul, making the soul exceptionally powerful, thus enhancing perception, reaction, and many other abilities.

The vision, hearing, smell, and perception of a Soul Pond Realm warrior were much stronger than those of a Divine Sea Realm warrior. Your movements might be fast, but in the eyes of a Soul Pond Realm warrior, they would seem ten times slower. Before you could even make a move, the opponent would already have a countermeasure. How could you possibly win?

Another significant feature of the Soul Pond Realm was the ability to project mystic power externally. The speed of the projected mystic power was extremely fast, sharp enough to rival a Tier-Earth mystic weapon, capable of killing from a distance.

Therefore, Lu Li immediately stopped, one foot pressing down on Zhao Rui’s head, the Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade pressing against Zhao Rui’s neck, his gaze coldly watching Zhao Gui approach.

The ultimate fate of a warrior is death!

This was what Lu Ling said. Lu Li was not afraid of death. If Zhao Gui wanted to kill him, he would take Zhao Rui with him.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure suddenly ran out from a small alley behind them, carrying another person on his back. Seeing the scene, he immediately stopped.

Liu Yi and Lu Ling had arrived, but Liu Yi was startled by Zhao Gui’s approach, which was like a prehistoric beast roaring. Seeing Lu Li press the blade against Zhao Rui, she panicked, her body trembling with fear...

Lu Ling got off Liu Yi’s back, leaning on a cane, standing in front of her, and softly said, "Miss Yi, you should leave. If... you want to live, immediately evacuate through the west gate. Your Liu family is finished."

Liu Yi instinctively stepped back, but after entering the alley, she inexplicably stopped. She wanted to see if Lu Li, with a hostage, could escape from the enraged Zhao Gui.

Zi Lian'er and the others were also very curious. Although Lu Li had a hostage, Zhao Gui was at the Soul Pond Realm, and even at the late stage of the Soul Pond Realm. Zhao Gui had a hundred ways to kill Lu Li.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Gui had rushed over, landing ten paces in front of Lu Li. This distance was appropriate; Lu Li wouldn’t feel threatened, but Zhao Gui could instantly attack him with his projected mystic power.

Zhao Rui had lost too much blood and was in a semi-comatose state. His broken leg was still bleeding. Zhao Gui forcibly suppressed his inner anger and coldly shouted, "Boy, release my son, and I will spare your life."

This was a very cold joke. If Lu Li believed Zhao Gui, he would be a fool. He stared intently at Zhao Gui, always paying attention to his every move. If Zhao Gui dared to act rashly, he would only have one choice: to kill Zhao Rui.

He paused for a moment and then spoke, "Clan Leader Zhao, your son is still bleeding. Although his leg is broken, if you can get a Tier-Heaven medicinal pill, he can still regenerate his limb. But if he continues to bleed, even a god couldn’t save him. So... you should show some sincerity."

Zhao Gui frowned, feeling the situation was tricky. Lu Li’s composure was beyond his years, and if they continued, Zhao Rui might really die from blood loss.

He thought for a moment and said, "State your terms. I want my son to live. If he dies, your entire family will die."

"Very simple!"

Lu Li had already made up his mind. He said, "Get me a carriage. I will take your son out of the city, and you must not have anyone track or pursue us. After we are three hundred miles away from the city, I will release him. If I don’t release him, you can send people to chase and kill me."

Lu Ling had suggested that Lu Li capture Zhao Rui, which clearly meant to use him as a hostage to escape. Lu Li thought that after leaving the city for three hundred miles, it would be very difficult for the Zhao family to pursue him, and he could easily escape with Lu Ling.

Zhao Gui was silent, remaining so for ten breaths before speaking, "You can take him, and I will arrange the carriage for you. However, I need you to absolutely guarantee Rui’s safety. Also, I can clearly tell you that in the Northern Desert, Lord Yu’s power is beyond your imagination. If you dare to harm Rui, I guarantee I can find you no matter where you hide and kill everyone related to you."

Hearing Zhao Gui’s words, Lu Li felt a weight lifted. It seemed Zhao Gui truly cared for Zhao Rui and wouldn’t act rashly.

As for the threat, Lu Li ignored it. Lord Yu’s power was indeed great, but was Zhao Gui worth making Lord Yu use all his strength to pursue him?

"This is a top-grade healing potion. Use the powder to treat my son’s wounds, and I will have someone arrange the carriage for you."

Zhao Rui took out a medicine bottle from his chest and casually threw it over, then turned around as if to call someone to arrange the carriage.

Lu Li saw it was an ordinary medicine bottle and didn’t pay much attention, preparing to catch it.

However, Lu Ling, standing far away, sensed something was wrong. She saw a flash of cold light in Zhao Rui’s eyes as he turned. She quickly walked over, shouting, "Brother, there’s something wrong with the medicine bottle!"

The medicine bottle was already flying over. Lu Li was about to catch it with his hand when he heard Lu Ling’s words. He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, raising his hand to smash the bottle away.

"Too late!" Zhao Rui suddenly turned, shouting, "Explode!"

"Bang!"

The medicine bottle suddenly exploded, and white powder filled the air. Lu Li’s head and body were covered in black powder, and his eyes inevitably got some of the powder, causing him to groan in pain, his body staggering, almost falling to the ground.

"Die!"

Lu Li felt an unbearable burning pain in his eyes, unable to open them. However, he could still judge Zhao Rui’s position. In a fit of rage, he swung the Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade, ready to strike Zhao Rui dead.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Rui was at the Soul Pond Realm. If he were killed by Lu Li now, he would have lived these years in vain. He raised his hand and struck a green fist shadow, projecting his mystic power. The fist shadow, accompanied by a whistling sound, rushed toward Lu Li at a terrifying speed.

The speed of the projected mystic power was extremely fast. Zhao Gui was only ten paces away from Lu Li, and this distance was instantly covered. Just as Lu Li’s Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade was about to strike, the fist shadow had already arrived.

The whistling sound was deafening, and the projected mystic power carried a terrifying aura, making Lu Li feel a mortal danger.

He instinctively raised the Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade, blocking it in front of his body. His intuition told him that he would be killed before the Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade could strike Zhao Rui, so he chose to protect himself.

The green fist shadow, about the size of a fist, looked more like a green gas cloud but had the shape of a fist.

The fist shadow struck the Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade, and a terrifying force was transmitted. Lu Li’s Heavenly麟 (Lin) Blade was directly blasted away, and the fist shadow then struck his chest.

"Bang!"

His body flew horizontally, blood gushing from his mouth as he was thrown over ten paces, crashing into a stone fort, his fate unknown.