Supreme Emptiness

This battle.

Jiang Fan was the true hero.

Before the battle.

He gathered countless pieces of wood, using them to destroy over half of the Dead Corpse Army, greatly alleviating the pressure.

During the battle.

With his own power alone, he severed half the ice layer, resolving the crisis of the human army being attacked from both sides and facing defeat.

At the end of the battle.

The entire army of the True Thunder Sect was annihilated, but he stood out, wielding heavenly thunder to eliminate the Dead Corpse Army.

Which act, which deed, was not a great achievement?

If it were not for him turning the tide and supporting the collapsing edifice.

Where would the great victory have come from?

To call him a hero.

He deserved it without question!

However.

No response was heard from Jiang Fan for a long time.

Only then did Liang Feiyan reveal Jiang Fan's whereabouts with cupped hands.

"What?" Lei Zhenhai's face changed dramatically, "How could he act so recklessly?"

"I've already discussed this with the elders and decided to withdraw from Boundary Mountain and retreat to Sunset City!"

They had only a few soldiers left.

Facing possibly a living army of Demon Beasts.

They were not the Dead Corpse Army, afraid of thunder and fire, nor could they be easily slain by breaking the death aura.

Moreover, the ice layer on the slopes of Boundary Mountain had disappeared.

Demon Beasts climbed as if on flat ground.

Having no troops and no natural barriers.

Engaging in a battle would be courting death.

They could only temporarily withdraw from Boundary Mountain and wait for the reinforcement army from Sunset City to reclaim it.

They were about to retreat.

Yet Jiang Fan had gone to the Demon Race's territory?

Li Qingfeng's expression changed, "Sect Master Lei, you lead the people to retreat first."

"We from the Green Cloud Sect will stay here and wait for Jiang Fan."

He didn't dare let the people of the Nine-Sect wait.

If the Demon Beast Army attacked during this period, they would be too late to leave.

Lei Zhenhai frowned.

Jiang Fan was the hero of this battle.

How could they abandon the hero on the battlefield while everyone else retreated first?

However, if they did not leave quickly, it would be too late when the Demon Beast Army arrived.

This decision was hard to make.

He looked at the elders and disciples of the sects, "What do you all think?"

Liang Feiyan was the first to speak, "The wounded of the Myriad Swords Sect will leave first, I will stay here!"

Xia Chaoge also said softly, "I will stay."

Ouyang Jun said, "The wounded of the Thousand Refinement Sect can go first, the rest will stay."

...

Most of the elders had similar thoughts.

They were ashamed to leave Jiang Fan behind and run.

Lei Zhenhai slowly nodded, "Then it shall be so."

"The wounded will leave first."

"The rest will stay here, but we can only wait for half a day at most!"

"Once half a day has passed, we must retreat as well!"

No one objected further.

They kept a close watch on the land in front.

Praying that Jiang Fan could return safely within half a day.

Meanwhile, in the Demon Moon.

She sat on the back of a Demon Beast, taking out healing powder to sprinkle on several bloody thunder strike wounds.

Hiss!

The effect of the medicine caused such severe pain that she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Bastard! I will never forgive you!"

She gritted her teeth and said softly.

The more she thought of Jiang Fan, the more infuriated she became!

If it weren't for him.

Things wouldn't have turned out this way!

Boom——

Suddenly!

A purple lightning bolt struck beside her without warning.

A large number of Dead Corpse Puppets instantly turned to ash!

She was also thrown out by the sudden Thunder Light, heavily hitting the ground.

A panicked Dead Corpse Puppet stepped heavily on her.

Ah!

Her arm bone was crushed, causing her to scream in pain.

When she got up, another lightning bolt was heading her way.

She instantly understood.

It was Jiang Fan catching up!

"Jiang Fan!!!"

Demon Moon was furious, quickly dodging the lightning and jumping onto the back of a Demon Beast to look back.

Sure enough.

A figure racing across the snowfield was chasing her and the Dead Corpse Army with the few remaining thunderbolts from the sky.

"You still dare to chase me?"

Demon Moon couldn't believe it.

She wished to tear Jiang Fan to pieces, yet this guy had caught up alone.

Another lightning bolt answered her.

Demon Moon hurriedly moved the Dead Corpse Puppets around to block the attack.

Jiang Fan, chasing from behind, had a cold look in his eyes: "What a pity!"

The initial lightning had the potential to catch her by surprise and kill her.

But the Dead Corpse Army was moving.

The heavenly thunder missed its mark.

It was slightly off.

Demon Moon avoided the strike awkwardly, glaring at Jiang Fan:

"Good, good, good!"

"You have guts!"

"Chase me if you dare!"

Seeing the remaining few thunderstorms in the clouds, Demon Moon angrily shouted.

"Hmph! I'm here to kill you!"

Jiang Fan once again directed a lightning bolt at her.

Demon Moon hurriedly dodged again.

The two continued this chase and flight.

Though Demon Moon managed to evade each time, her Dead Corpse Army significantly decreased.

After two hours of pursuit.

The three thousand-strong Dead Corpse Army was reduced to two thousand.

This infuriated Demon Moon, causing her to cough up blood!

Days were already dire, they became even worse.

Fortunately.

There were only two or three thunderbolts left in the thunderclouds.

The threat was not significant.

Once these three thunderbolts were gone.

It would be Jiang Fan's turn to die.

"You are finished!"

"Don't think you can escape my pursuit like last time!"

Last time Jiang Fan escaped death.

It was largely due to a trick and being wounded.

This time, she would not make the same mistake.

Finally.

The last three thunderbolts were exhausted.

Under the morning sunlight.

The sky was clear.

No more thunderbolts to use.

Demon Moon, angry all the way, no longer needed to dodge and evade.

She wiped away the blackened soot on her face, smiling ruthlessly, "Time to settle our scores!"

The Dead Corpse Army below her immediately halted.

But.

Before Demon Moon could turn around to launch a counterattack.

Jiang Fan made the first move.

He threw out the Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain with a wave of his hand, and it grew in size amidst the wind.

Transforming into a mountain ten meters in size, it covered Demon Moon.

"Haha! Using the same trick again!"

Last time she was caught off guard and was crushed by the mountain.

This time, it wouldn't happen!

With a flash, she rapidly charged towards Jiang Fan, eyes filled with killing intent.

Yet suddenly.

She unexpectedly found herself still covered by a shadow.

No matter how she used her movement technique, the mountain followed like a shadow.

"What is this?"

In her shock.

The Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain came crashing down.

She stretched out her arms to hold it up, but the enormous weight still sank her legs into the ground.

"When I get out, I won't let you go!"

Demon Moon roared, her arms bursting with terrifying strength, lifting the Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain.

Jiang Fan didn't give her the chance.

With a flash, he struck at her with the Purple Sword.

"Hmph! You think you can kill me like this? You underestimate the Demon Priest!"

Demon Moon snorted disdainfully.

Opening her mouth to spit.

A thick mass of deadly aura turned into a torrent, overwhelming everything.

The concentration of deadly aura was no less than during her duel with Lei Zhenhai.

This was something a mere disciple couldn't withstand.

Moreover, with the deadly aura flooding everywhere.

Jiang Fan had nowhere to hide.

Demon Moon couldn't fathom how Jiang Fan could dodge except by turning to run.

But.

Jiang Fan had no intention of dodging.

Instead, he coldly unleashed a Thunder Path Technique.

His body was instantly covered in arcs of thunder, transforming into a lightning figure!

Zap!

A burst of thunder.

The lightning figure of Jiang Fan shot into the sky.

"What? What technique is this?"

Demon Moon was stunned.

But right after, the surrounding Thunder Breath raged.

The lightning figure of Jiang Fan descended from the sky, appearing behind her.

The massive thunder strike instantly burned her flesh, making her scream in agony.

At the same time.

A chilling pain pierced her back.

No need to guess, it was definitely the strange Purple Sword lodged in her body.

The intense life-and-death crisis sent chills down Demon Moon's spine.

Without thinking, she shouted, "Get away!"

She freed a hand, took out the Black Soil Pot, and smashed it to the ground.

The abundant death aura within the pot could resurrect the entire battlefield's Dead Corpse Puppets.

A living being trapped in it would face unimaginable danger.

Jiang Fan was furious.

This woman had so many tricks up her sleeve!

Fortunately.

He was mentally prepared.

If it were so easy to assassinate a Ninth Layer Core Formation expert.

He would suspect it was a trap.

The assassination failed.

He immediately fixed his gaze on the butterfly hairpin in her hair.