Chapter 68

Bu Li's eyes were bloodshot with rage, watching helplessly as he was about to be killed, yet he was utterly powerless to do anything about it.

A figure sprinted over, the distance not far, and with all his might, he finally used his body to block the attack from the Elder of Henshan Sect. Zhan Xiong Wan Lique's massive frame stood in front of Bu Li, like a small mountain.

The attack pierced through Wan Lique's waist and abdomen, his soul power vanished, and only a steady stream of blood gushed out. Wen Ci Yu Wang was already unable to move, and Li Shaowei hurriedly came to Wan Lique's side, tearing off his animal skin and fumbling to bandage Wan Lique's wound. The wound was too large, and the animal skin was of little use; it was immediately soaked through with blood. Blood still seeped through the gaps in the animal skin.

"Why?" Bu Li's voice was hoarse. He watched Wan Lique's massive, sturdy body, now unable to support itself, fall onto Li Shaowei, and he murmured the question. It didn't seem like he was asking Wan Lique, but rather questioning himself.

Wan Lique turned his head and smiled with a simple, honest grin. "I owe you. We, the descendants, are never ungrateful people."

We, the descendants, are never ungrateful people! These words were spoken by the simple, honest man, Wan Lique. Who said that the descendants of Xishan were naturally lowly bastards? Who was ungrateful, forgetting their promises? Who would wash away the despicable lies with blood?!

It's all bullshit! We, the descendants, are never ungrateful people!

Bu Li's eyes narrowed stubbornly, and his soul power fluctuated. An ancient vine sprouted from the ground behind him.

The ground around Bu Li shook and began to collapse. Without exerting any force, Bu Li had already realized in this brief moment of contact that the light pillar that imprisoned him changed with his strength. As long as he didn't exert himself, the light pillar wouldn't bind him tightly.

The situation was sudden, and Bu Li had no more time to think. He could only act on instinct.

Fortunately... as his body fell, the ground beneath him, already hollowed out by the vine, revealed a dark, uneven tunnel, giving Bu Li a chance to escape at the brink of death.

Even if he were much stronger, Bu Li clearly understood that he couldn't break through the array. Fortunately, his last bit of soul power had activated the vine's pattern, digging a path to safety beneath his feet.

He really made it! Bu Li landed in the deep pit, and as his figure disappeared in the light pillar, the bindings on his body vanished. Bu Li didn't stop; he quickly moved forward in the tunnel dug by the vine. Trapped like a beast, he had managed to escape, and Bu Li felt an immense sense of relief. However, he didn't celebrate; he felt a bit uneasy, with the image of Zhan Xiong Wan Lique standing in front of him still lingering in his mind.

Damn it! Bu Li cursed in his heart. His tall body crouched in the narrow tunnel, moving with great agility, like a field mouse living in the darkness, following the trail left by the vine.

Bu Li didn't notice that as he followed the trail left by the vine, his entire body seemed to transform into a soft yet resilient vine. Except for the bull horn longbow on his back, which was slightly obstructive, he moved without any hindrance in the narrow space.

In the face of life and death, Bu Li had already broken through the first level of pattern engraving on the skin, reaching the level of flesh and blood.

But at this moment, none of that mattered. The most important thing was to survive and escape the Divine Legacy Mountains. Even if he were to enter the soul, he would still be just a first-stage pattern hunter, not enough to stand against true powerhouses.

There was a strange feeling in his flesh and blood, as if he could sense everything outside through the vine's branches and leaves on the surface. This new experience didn't surprise Bu Li; the moment was fleeting, and he had no time to marvel or praise.

The Elder of Henshan Sect was somewhat panicked. Years of luxury had eroded his fighting spirit, and though he was a third-stage pattern soul master, he had long lost his former sharpness. Years of a comfortable life had dulled his desire to fight, and once the situation exceeded his expectations, he became at a loss.

Bu Li controlled the vine, breaking through the ground. So abruptly, the light pillar behind him didn't disappear even after he lost sight of it, and Bu Li emerged from another spot.

With the bull horn longbow in hand, he shot an arrow without hesitation. A series of ironwood arrows whistled through the air, heading straight for the Elder of Henshan Sect. Bu Li no longer had enough soul power to use the third arrow attack that had defeated Chu Zhongze, so he could only use this ordinary attack to harass the Elder of Henshan Sect.

One by one, soul shields appeared in front of the Elder of Henshan Sect. When he realized that Bu Li's arrows were not as powerful as he had imagined and could not break through his soul shields, he felt a bit more at ease. He was both ashamed and angry. Ashamed that he had been forced into such a predicament by a young man who had just obtained a pattern beast. Angry that Bu Li had dared to attack him. At this moment, the Elder of Henshan Sect didn't think about the fact that he had intended to kill Bu Li, forcing him to retaliate.

Some people are like that; they can do it, but others can't. He didn't even consider whether there was any fairness in this.

Soul power gathered in the Elder of Henshan Sect's hands. Seizing an opportunity, it seemed that Bu Li was exhausted, and the arrows no longer rained down like a storm. The Elder of Henshan Sect prepared to counterattack with a soul technique. He could already see Bu Li's defeat and imagined slicing him to pieces.

Just as the pattern on his body began to glow, a strong wind blew from behind. It felt like a mountain had collapsed behind him, and the immense pressure made the Elder of Henshan Sect gasp for breath.

What's happening? His reaction was not as quick as it used to be. In that moment, the strong wind shattered the light of the pattern beast behind him and struck the Elder of Henshan Sect's back directly.

Several shields appeared behind the Elder of Henshan Sect. In a panic, he couldn't pay attention to Bu Li, who was regaining his breath and moving, and had to block the sudden attack from behind first.

Zhan Xiong Wan Lique, Yu Wang, and Li Shaowei stared in shock at the black bear, which had somehow appeared behind the Elder of Henshan Sect on the Dragon Severing Platform. The bear, like a small hill, shattered the Elder's soul technique and the power of his pattern beast at the most vulnerable moment. After drawing the Elder's attention, the bear turned and walked away, losing its overwhelming momentum.

Is this the same despicable black bear that defeated Yang Cance on the Heavenly Gift Platform?!

How could someone like Bu Li have such a despicable pet? A pattern hunter who was so upright and honorable could have such a despicable pet, which was too unbelievable.

Years of hunting had made Bu Li and Da Hei's cooperation almost seamless. In the instant the black figure flashed, Bu Li's longbow was fully drawn, the arrow pressed firmly against the ring on his left index finger. Bu Li could even feel the engraving of the eight characters "Its intention is not used, its heart is not divided" on the inside of the ring.

His entire spirit was immersed in the ironwood arrow, inadvertently aligning with the essence of the eight characters "Its intention is not used, its heart is not divided."

The arrow broke through the air, piercing the gap in the Elder of Henshan Sect's soul shield and striking his right arm.

A blood-curdling scream echoed, even more tragic than the blood mist that spewed out. Bu Li was a bit dazed. What was this guy doing? Was it that painful? It sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

Da Hei had been hiding for a long time, sneaking close to the Dragon Severing Platform, and with one successful strike, he gave Bu Li a chance for victory. Now, he roamed the platform, his small eyes fixed on the Elder of Henshan Sect, looking for the next opportunity.

Blood mist spewed out, and with it, a blood-colored toad appeared, blocking Bu Li's view in front of the Elder of Henshan Sect.

Bu Li drew his bow, the bow half-drawn, the ironwood arrow on the bull horn longbow, the arrow tip pressed against the ring, aiming at the Elder of Henshan Sect, but not releasing the arrow.

"You dare to hurt me!" The Elder of Henshan Sect screamed, his voice becoming shrill, his hair disheveled, his body covered in blood, his right arm shattered by Bu Li's arrow, blood gushing out uncontrollably.

Severely injured and in excruciating pain, the Elder of Henshan Sect also regained his vitality, his soul power surging, and the blood-colored toad in front of him becoming more vivid.

This is bullying me to death! Bu Li's lips curled into a cold smile. Hu Wu had said that the strong on the Soul Wave Continent rarely summoned their pattern beasts because there were too many weapons that could break through soul power and directly harm the pattern beasts. In a panic, the Elder of Henshan Sect had forgotten that Bu Li still had a sharp blade and had summoned his pattern beast to deal with Bu Li.

"If I don't hurt you, you will still kill me. What difference does it make whether I hurt you or not?" Bu Li said coldly, his eyes following the ironwood arrow, looking at the Elder of Henshan Sect.

"I will kill you!" the Elder of Henshan Sect roared.

Bu Li replied, "If words were enough, why would we need fists? You can try. Since we're both going to die, I want to see if my arrow can take your life when I detonate my pattern beast!"

His words carried a hint of ruthlessness and determination. At this moment, there was no way to retreat. Trapped in the Divine Legacy Mountains, surrounded by a soul power array, even as an outstanding hunter who could hide and conceal himself in the mountains, he couldn't escape the array's detection. No matter what he did, he would be found. It was better to fight to the death.

"You dare!" The Elder of Henshan Sect's voice was shrill and almost inaudible.

"You can try." The patterned figure of the vine behind Bu Li appeared, though faint, it was very real. No one doubted that Bu Li would back down at the last moment and not detonate his pattern beast.

"You..." The Elder of Henshan Sect looked at Bu Li with a complex expression, trying to gauge whether he could avoid Bu Li's suicidal attack.