Yang Che pushed the Dunjxing Shuo's speed to its limit.

He had no time to ponder why the Jiang Family of Jiang Huo City had put a bounty on his head.

At this moment, he had only one thought: he must escape Jiang Huo City with all his might before the Core Formation Cultivator caught up to him.

As the city gate drew closer, suddenly, without any warning, the Dunjxing Shuo beneath his feet plummeted rapidly towards the ground.

Yang Che's heart sank, knowing that Jiang Huo City had activated its Restriction against flight.

He quickly put away the Dunjxing Shuo and used Wind Riding Art, continuing to rush towards the city gate.

Hundreds of feet.

A hundred feet.

Fifty feet.

...

Closer and closer.

At the city gate, several Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators were already standing by, fully prepared.

As if having received an order, they stared coldly at Yang Che, but did not attack him.

Ten feet!

With a 'buzz' sound.

The world suddenly changed color.

Yang Che felt a chill down his spine and instinctively used Wind Severing Shadow, leaping sharply to the side.

'Clang'

A dull explosion of ice-blue light mist occurred.

The range of the Spiritual Qi explosion was incredibly vast.

Even though Yang Che had already used Wind Severing Shadow, coupled with the enhancement of the Flash Cloud Boots, he was still affected.

The Thundercloud around his body was almost completely dissolved in an instant.

At the same time, an incredibly strange chill instantly froze one of Yang Che's legs.

Fortunately, Nine Heart Thunder Flame surged out in time, dissolving and melting the chill.

"Oh? He actually dodged it?"

A streak of light arrived, and after it stopped, a thin, immortal-like old man holding a horsetail whisk slowly floated down to the ground.

"Yang Che, I truly didn't expect this. You actually dared to come to my Jiang Huo City. This old man genuinely admires your courage. But since you've come, then die."

The thin old man directly flicked his horsetail whisk, and a gigantic ice-blue circular light curtain appeared above and behind him.

As the old man formed a hand seal and pointed at Yang Che.

Countless long, eerie blue ice spikes immediately shot out from the light curtain, like ten thousand arrows released from their bows, whistling as they rapidly pierced towards Yang Che.

Yang Che was firmly locked down by a strange, icy aura, his body as heavy as ten thousand bamboos, unable to move for a moment.

"Hmph!"

Almost the instant Yang Che realized he couldn't move, he sent a message to the Ancient Blood Corpse in the Magic Stone Space.

A powerful Divine Sense immediately landed on Yang Che, instantly dissolving the strange, icy aura that had locked him down.

At the same time, three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles were already poised, and just as the countless ice spikes were about to hit him, they converged like flowing water in front of him, forming a strange needle net.

With a 'bang' sound.

The needle net held for two breaths before being pierced through by one powerful ice spike after another, then it disintegrated.

Several eerie blue ice spikes directly landed on Yang Che's body.

Yang Che was sent flying backward, directly smashing a large hole in the thick city wall, and then heavily crashed onto the light shield of the city-protecting formation.

'Cough'

Yang Che barely managed to control his body, landing with one hand on the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The gap with a Core Formation Cultivator was truly immense.

Without using his trump cards, there was no chance of victory at all.

But Yang Che knew very well that once he used his trump cards, not only would he be unable to return to Qing Jian Sect, but he would also be hunted down by all the Cultivation Sects.

He absolutely could not use them unless it was a life-or-death moment.

Countless thoughts flashed through Yang Che's mind in a very short time.

Finally, he suddenly turned around, took out Sword Four, and stabbed it into the light shield of the city-protecting formation.

As long as he could make a hole in this formation's light shield, like the General-Level Ancient Blood Corpses did a few days ago, he would be able to escape.

Sword Four, one of Qing Jian Sect's ancient peak-suppressing swords.

Although it was only a remnant sword, its power was astonishing.

With just one sword strike, the city-protecting formation was almost pierced through.

He was about to strike the second sword, but how could that Core Formation old man give him a chance!

Countless 'ice arrows' carrying cracking sounds once again pierced towards Yang Che's back.

Yang Che sighed in regret.

If his cultivation had been higher, that previous sword strike would have definitely pierced through the formation's light shield.

At this moment, he could only fiercely swing Sword Four, slashing behind him.

The sword light flashed, and those ice arrows broke in response.

Yang Che, relying on Wind Severing Shadow and Flash Cloud Boots, barely dodged the aftershock attack.

The thin old man's expression changed involuntarily when he saw the sword in Yang Che's hand.

He quickly pondered to himself: "This child actually took one of Qing Jian Sect's ancient peak-suppressing swords. In that case, I absolutely cannot let this Yang Che return to Qing Jian Sect. Otherwise, even if my Jiang Family is not afraid of Qing Jian Sect, we will inevitably incur a formidable enemy in this era."

After seeing the ancient sword in Yang Che's hand, the thin old man's desire to kill Yang Che grew even stronger.

As long as Yang Che died in Jiang Huo City, his Jiang Family would have the confidence to conceal everything.

All of the old man's thoughts also occurred in a flash.

When Yang Che once again swung his sword, intending to strike the formation's light shield, the old man had already spat out his Lifebound Treasure.

For Core Formation Cultivators, the strongest attack was the Lifebound Treasure cultivated in their Dantian.

His gaze sinking, Yang Che saw that the Magic Treasure the old man spat out was actually a blue, oval-shaped stone.

This stone was incredibly cold, emitting wisps of green Qi, and under the old man's control, it grew larger and larger, while also emitting circles of oval-shaped icy light rings, with sharp blades around their periphery, cutting towards Yang Che.

The speed of these light rings was incredibly fast, almost reaching Yang Che in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Yang Che had reformed the Flying Fire Needle net in advance. However, after barely resisting the first strike, it disintegrated again.

These strange ice rings immediately crashed onto the Thundercloud that Yang Che had once again cast.

This time, Yang Che had unreservedly used all of his new power, a Fusion of Ancient God Power and magical power, to cast the 'Thundercloud Art'.

With a 'hiss' sound.

A piercing cutting sound rang out.

The Thundercloud actually held for two breaths.

It was these two breaths that allowed Yang Che to turn around and strike Sword Four again at the previous location on the formation's shield.

The Thundercloud shattered, and the ice rings struck Yang Che one after another.

The power of a Core Formation Cultivator's Lifebound Treasure was truly immense; Yang Che's Physical Body instantly developed countless cracks, like a spiderweb covering his entire body.

Fortunately, with the help of Nine Heart Thunder Flame, Yang Che's body was not shattered.

At the same time, Yang Che's Sword Four once again struck the formation's shield.

"One more sword, and this shield will be pierced through."

Although Yang Che's Physical Body was severely damaged, he immediately swallowed a handful of Nourishing Yuan Pills, and without any hesitation, raised Sword Four in his hand again.

'Puff'

With a soft sound, the formation's shield was finally pierced through, creating a small hole.

At the same time, a fierce glint flashed in Yang Che's eyes.

As he was fiercely struck again by the ice rings from behind, he directly used the force, spat out a large mouthful of blood, crashed into the small hole in the formation's light shield, and heavily fell onto the ground outside the city.

Yang Che felt that all his bones were broken. If not for the dual protection of cultivating the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art and Nine Heart Thunder Flame, he would not have been able to withstand the attack of these strange ice rings.

"He's still not dead?"

The thin old man's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.

However, seeing Yang Che lying on the ground, seemingly in a semi-dead state, although his heart was already incredibly shocked, his killing intent grew even stronger.

"Hmph, no matter how talented you are, you will die here."

Chasing out of the formation, the old man flicked his horsetail whisk, and countless ice arrows instantly pierced towards Yang Che's back.