Da Xuan Martial Saint

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It may not be adept at speed on land, but that's only relative to experts in the Blood Exchange Realm; in fact, its speed is far faster than those in the Five Organ and Viscera Realm. The reason it couldn't catch up to Murong Yan earlier is that it's even less skilled at Soaring Flight Escape. On the ground, however, Murong Yan would hardly be faster than it—the speed of this creature could at least match that of some Grandmasters.

"..."

As the Mystic Tortoise made its escape, one face finally sank into complete gloom.

Not having chosen to mobilize the Military Formation to trap the Mystic Tortoise earlier, there was no chance of catching it now unless several Grandmasters broke away from the formation to pursue it alone.

The problem was that even though the Mystic Tortoise had expended much energy and suffered some injury, they still had no assurance they could handle it. Even the careless approach might lead to instant death by a swing of the Mystic Tortoise Tail Swing, as the gap between them and the Mystic Tortoise was simply too vast—they could only stand against it by relying on the Military Formation.

The most critical issue was...

Wu Gu Marquis's lingering absence gave rise to an ominous premonition in his heart.

Assassinating two figures from the Wind Cloud List, how could it take so long without returning? In principle, with Wu Gu Marquis's strength, even if ambushed by the Seven Profound Sect underground, he should be able to retreat unscathed. Yet from the start of the conflict until now, all was silent.

Without clear understanding of the situation, he was even less likely to take the risk of pursuing the Mystic Tortoise and could only allow the creature to flee into the distance.

The other few Grandmasters, each standing in the Military Formation, also had grim expressions on their faces.

An inexplicable and fierce battle with a Heavenly Demon Black Tortoise resulting in many casualties among the soldiers would have been worth it had they been able to slay it, thereby offsetting their losses and perhaps even gaining plenty. Yet, in the end, they gained no advantage and could only watch helplessly as the beast made its escape. It was a calamity out of nowhere, completely played by the creature.

But indeed, they had no better solution—none dared to leave the Military Formation to chase after the Mystic Tortoise.

...

In the distance...

Amid hills over ten miles away...

Chen Mu and Murong Yan witnessed the entire confrontation between the Mystic Tortoise and the Foreign Race's Military Formation. Seeing that the Mystic Tortoise finally stopped clashing with the Military Formation and chose to flee into the distance, Chen Mu finally spoke, "It seems that the Mystic Tortoise has regained some of its senses."

Murong Yan nodded slightly, eyes following the escaping Mystic Tortoise, and slowly said, "After all, it's a Ninth Rank Heavenly Demon. No matter how cunning the Sky Demon Sect's schemes are, they could not control it for long."

"Right, Murong senior sister, you go back first. I'll see if there's any chance to stop this Mystic Tortoise."

Chen Mu told Murong Yan.

The Foreign Race's Military Formation still showed no obvious flaws. He wasn't interested in taking a risk to breach the formation, but as for the Mystic Tortoise, it posed little threat to him. Now that it had been injured, he could tentatively reverse the roles and pursue it to see if he could take it down.

A Ninth Rank Heavenly Demon represents a massive resource even for a Great Sect like the Seven Profound Sect, not to mention for him personally. If he could capture it and make good use of its resources, refining his Qiankun Martial Body to the Major Achievement would be effortless.

"Be very careful."

Upon hearing Chen Mu's intent to try hunting the Mystic Tortoise, Murong Yan knew this wasn't something she was qualified to meddle in.

As her voice had yet to fade, Chen Mu had already transformed into a shadowy figure and disappeared in place, leaving no trace behind, vanishing from her perception in an instant.

Watching Chen Mu disappear, Murong Yan couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration. When she first entered Ice State, she thought Chen Mu's strength was comparable to hers and possibly even less experienced in battle. Yet, within short months, her understanding of him had changed dramatically, like a sheer cliff. In the blink of an eye, Chen Mu was even attempting to hunt a Heavenly Demon Tortoise!

Even if the tortoise was weakened and wounded, and although he might not really be able to defeat it, just being qualified to try already placed him far beyond her reach. Any top Grandmaster from Cold North would not dare to pursue an injured Mystic Tortoise thusly.

Sigh.

She took a deep breath, steadied her emotions, glanced one more time at the distant Foreign Race's Military Formation, and then retreated further back, quickly disappearing amidst the hills.

...

On the wasteland...

Chen Mu concealed his presence, and with each step, he crossed a hundred yards, silently following behind the Mystic Tortoise.

Although the Mystic Tortoise was fast on land, Chen Mu could easily keep up. Now, in terms of speed, he might not be on par with those in the Blood Exchange Realm, but among Grandmasters, he was undoubtedly peerless, unmatched by anyone.

The Mystic Tortoise's running speed was only about as fast as that of an ordinary Grandmaster, unless it was in the water where its agility greatly increased.

Quickly...

After the Mystic Tortoise had gone quite a distance, heading west for dozens of miles, Chen Mu gradually closed in on the creature. Then, a glint of deep light flashed in his eyes, and his entire being abruptly burst into action. In an instant, he reached above the tortoise's back, and his right hand thrust down a Fist Seal, targeting the wound on the Mystic Tortoise's back that was pierced by the spear of the Foreign Race's Military Formation!

"Roar..."

The Mystic Tortoise let out a low growl.

A shadow flashed in an instant, lashing in midair to meet Chen Mu's fist. It was the incredibly nimble, lightning-fast long tail, once again like a whip striking against Chen Mu's punch.

Boom!!

With a thunderous roar...

The shadowy tail was struck and flung wide open, while Chen Mu also somersaulted in the air, retreating more than ten yards.

"Indeed, it's a Heavenly Demon after all..."