Chapter 1225: Gu Shiyi

Jiang Wang already sensed that he was being deliberately driven.

He could only cling to life under the repeated attacks of this mysterious strongman by exerting all his might.

The entire escape route was winding and crooked, with occasional reversals, but overall, it was always heading west.

In other words—

Further and further away from the State of Qi.

If the opponent wanted to kill him, they could have done so long ago.

However, if one were to say that the opponent had no killing intent towards him, most of the attacks were of lethal strength. Had he not dodged in time, he would have already perished on the spot.

The opponent seemed not to be in a hurry to kill him, yet didn't mind killing him.

The only thing that was clear was that this mysterious enemy indeed enjoyed the process of hunting him down.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to change direction, to escape to some important place to draw other strongmen into the fray, and thus seek a chance of survival for himself.

But the pursuer was so powerful, utterly crushing him in every aspect, leaving him with only two choices most of the time—

Escape along the safe route left by the opponent, or die on the spot.

He had no choice.

Although it was called a "safe route," it still required him to perform with all his might to even squeeze onto it.

This "safe route" perfectly avoided all major forces along the way. It only meandered through wilderness, borders, and uninhabited places.

Only heading west.

What awaited him ahead, he did not know.

How long this pursuit would last, he also did not know.

A long-lasting life-and-death crisis is an extreme torture for anyone.

Having escaped the fair environment of the arena, having left opponents of the same level, he, the number one Inner Mansion in the world, had a renewed understanding of the cruelty of this world.

True life often has no fairness to speak of.

No genius is absolutely immune to death!

Being pursued by a strongman starting at least at the Divine Manifestation cultivation level was the reality of the moment.

"Faster, work harder!" The strange female voice murmured, seemingly savoring pleasure in Jiang Wang's desperate struggle.

And Jiang Wang, in his struggle, continued to struggle.

In such a hopeless situation, turning back to die without humiliation might be considered brave.

But seizing every opportunity within reach to struggle shows greater inner strength.

The long night was over.

Daylight completely tore through the night.

Jiang Wang occasionally glanced back when turning, and the person pursuing him was still only a silhouette.

He should be glad that only a silhouette was visible, for if he could see clearly, it might mean the opponent's killing intent was already set.

Within the Five Mansion Sea, in the Cloud Summit Immortal Palace, clouds of Good Fortune and Blessings were continuously sent out by the Azure Cloud Pavilion. The White Cloud Child clenched his little fists, anxious and sweating profusely.

Azure clouds shattered, Jiang Wang darting north and south.

He used every possible means, constantly pushing his limits, making the most precise and subtle choices, seeking that thread of life amidst terrifying attacks.

First, moon shackles, then water cones, and now scattered wind blades like drifting leaves.

Falling all over the sky.

And a green-robed figure danced alone.

"Excellent, excellent! Among Inner Mansions in the world, who can compare to you! Let me see more excitement..." The strange woman suddenly shrieked, "More!"

The wind blades grew faster, denser, and sharper.

Under this terrifying offensive, Jiang Wang, failing to dodge in time, instantly had countless wounds all over his body, becoming a bloodied mess!

But he uttered not a single cry of pain.

From the moment he was pursued last night until now, he hadn't said a word. He was so focused on... escaping for his life!

Complaining was meaningless, insults couldn't hurt, begging wouldn't help.

In this moment of crisis, he only did useful things, so he remained silent!

He struggled to control his body, advancing with difficulty amidst the sky full of wind blades.

If he was destined to die, was it worth enduring such pain before death?

Jiang Wang didn't believe in "destiny"!

What he trusted most was in his hand!

As the azure clouds shattered, Chang Xiangsi moved agilely, deflecting paths of wind blades when Jiang Wang couldn't avoid them.

Jiang Wang had never imagined that a wind blade could possess such power. To deflect it with his Chang Xiangsi, he had to withstand terrifying impact, as if clashing with a master swordsman.

Parrying, slashing, cutting, thrusting, cleaving...

The most basic sword forms surrounded him. Beyond his exquisite footwork, Jiang Wang displayed his incredibly solid foundation in swordsmanship. It was the reality forged from countless days and nights of sweat.

Every movement was natural and flawless.

The strange female voice seemed to fall into a kind of frenzied emotion: "You intoxicate me... you intoxicate me!"

So wind blades fell from the sky, stone cones rose from the ground, and flowing fire came from all directions.

In an instant, it was a dead end!

Finally, there was no escape. This was the final moment.

And Jiang Wang gripped his sword, turning back resolutely, directly facing that humanoid silhouette.

Roaring sword intent shot straight up into the sky.

If there was no escape, then... face the enemy and die!

Whoever it was, they could not make him surrender!

Just at this moment, a large, bony hand suddenly flew from the sky.

With just one sweep, the wind blades, stone cones, and flowing fire were all cleared away!

"Who are you, daring to block me!" The strange female voice shrieked.

A burly man appeared out of nowhere, stepping down and standing towering in mid-air. Without hesitation, he slapped forward.

This slap was like a mountain tilting forward.

Pushing the sound of wind like thunder!

"You yin and yang freak, get lost!" The burly man roared.

The humanoid silhouette suddenly dissipated, leaving only a resentful voice lingering in place—

"I'll remember you!"

Miles of mountains and rivers, completely clear.

Within the Five Mansion Sea, in the Cloud Summit Immortal Palace.

The White Cloud Child immediately lay down on the ground, spreadeagled.

"I'm exhausted!"

He didn't know why he was so tired.

And in the real world, Jiang Wang also let out a long breath, only then furrowing his brows at the painful sensations coming from all over his body.

He managed to stabilize himself and looked at the sudden helper.

This was a handsome, very imposing and magnanimous man, appearing about forty years old, with a sturdy build, wearing a black and gold wind-guiding robe, his aura formidable and extraordinary.

Jiang Wang was certain he had never seen this person before, nor could he find any strongman information in his memory similar to this person.

"May I ask your name, senior?" Jiang Wang inverted his sword behind him and bowed in salute. "The favor of your aid today, Jiang Wang will surely repay in the future!"

"Hahahaha."

The man laughed heartily and waved his hand. "What can you, little brat, repay Gu Shiyi with! Go home and cry!"

Then he took a step and disappeared right in front of Jiang Wang!

It was as if he truly was just passing by, and couldn't bear to see that strange female voice being annoying and tormenting people, so he casually intervened, and now departed freely.

Indescribably bold and unrestrained!

Gu Shiyi...

Jiang Wang chewed on this name, still unable to find any corresponding information in his memory. But this was not the time to ponder this. He roughly checked his orientation, and without even having time to treat his wounds, he hurriedly departed.

This strongman named Gu Shiyi had already left. If the pursuer were to return, he would not fare well.

Having fled for so long, Jiang Wang was somewhat unsure of his location.

To avoid being ambushed, he did not rush to return to the State of Qi immediately. The mysterious pursuer had been chasing him west, so heading west would also be unwise.

His options were nothing more than north and south, and he thought that if the pursuer were to return, they would surely chase further away. Or, to avoid an obvious hiding place, they might search nearby thoroughly.

So although he chose to head south, he flew until he reached an inhabited area.

Then, he concealed himself and hid in the third small town he saw along the way.

Without alarming anyone, he quietly slipped into the attic of a wealthy household in the small town. He draped himself in the stealth cloak, curled up in a corner, and silently began to treat his wounds.

What a pity, the hint is to collect it after reading (), it is more convenient to read it later.