However, the Crimson Robed Youth was, after all, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, so destroying the ancient mirror in his hand would be no easy feat.

After much deliberation, Yang Che believed that only at the moment the ancient mirror emitted a red light towards him might there be an extremely faint chance.

Yet, countless virtualizations of this slim chance in his mind all ended in failure.

It was simply too difficult.

There seemed to be no possibility of success whatsoever.

“Below Nascent Soul, all are like ants.”

This saying, widely circulated in the Cultivation World, turned out not to be a sarcastic remark, but a naked reality.

Cold sweat had already drenched Yang Che’s back.

It turned out that being relentlessly targeted by a Nascent Soul cultivator truly felt like being crushed by a massive mountain, making it easy to fall into despair.

Upon careful reflection, if he didn’t follow the Crimson Robed Youth’s words, this would truly be the most difficult situation he had ever encountered.

With a ‘boom’.

The green gourd once again spewed out a Sky Thunder Pearl, destroying a wind dragon that was engulfing it.

Yang Che gritted his teeth, a hint of decisive ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He immediately performed successive blinks again, with almost no pause in between.

Soon, he arrived in a misty valley several thousand li away.

His magic power consumption was simply too great; although he had once again gained a ‘few days’ of breathing room, there wasn't enough time to recover.

If he continued like this, once his magic power was completely exhausted, everything would be over.

He burrowed into the ground.

Yang Che, while holding a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone, frantically recovered his magic power.

At the same time, he was still racking his brain for a way to escape.

He knew very well in his heart that a Core Formation Cultivator facing a Nascent Soul cultivator had no chance of winning at all.

“Hoo.”

Yang Che couldn’t help but let out a long breath of turbid Qi.

No one encountering such a situation could remain calm.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Che felt a suffocating feeling in his chest also being exhaled.

He gradually calmed down again.

He knew that he still had one last trump card.

A true ‘hidden card’ that had never been used.

It was just that Tianxie Ziyin had solemnly reminded him not to use it easily.

Once used, it was very likely to create a great dependence.

Thus preventing him from stimulating his greatest cultivation potential in truly difficult and perilous situations.

So, he had seemingly forgotten about it before, never thinking of using it.

But in the current crisis, without Tianxie Ziyin by his side, Yang Che realized that he truly was, as she said, an insect.

Facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was like an insect, virtually powerless to fight back.

However, once he decided to use that true ‘hidden card,’ his mind suddenly became active.

He quickly emerged from the ground.

Without the slightest hesitation or delay, Yang Che immediately consumed a large amount of Spirit Stones and full pattern star stones to begin setting up a large Formation here.

At the same time, his Magic Treasure ‘Flying Stealth’ was also quietly buried by him underground.

Next, Yang Che took out all the Talisman Treasures he had once obtained, such as the ‘Blue Sword Talisman Treasure’ acquired by killing Xu Haijing in the Boundary Battlefield.

And the blue fork Talisman Treasure obtained from killing the youth with half-black, half-white hair, etc., and arranged and concealed them within the Formation.

Not only that, Yang Che also specifically placed more than a dozen Sky Thunder Pearls within one of the large Formations.

After completing all this, Yang Che burrowed back into the ground, quietly waiting for the Crimson Robed Youth’s arrival.

If his prediction was correct, the Crimson Robed Youth should be able to track him down in a few days, just like the first time.

And Yang Che had already spent this time setting up the Formation.

Therefore, calculating with his fingers, the Crimson Robed Youth should be tracking him down very soon.

Yang Che’s expression gradually became calm.

He spread out his Divine Sense, covering the entire valley.

It was a pity that the Supreme Talisman that could enhance Divine Sense had already been consumed, otherwise it would be a great help to him at this moment.

Thinking of this, his desire to become an ‘Array Symbol Master’ grew stronger and more resolute.

Before long, Yang Che’s Divine Sense sensed a vague, powerful aura rapidly approaching him.

Withdrawing his Divine Sense, Yang Che focused his full attention on sensing his surroundings.

Suddenly, that red light abruptly penetrated the ground, shining directly towards Yang Che.

The moment Yang Che activated ‘blink’ to evade, the entire valley’s grand Formation was also activated the instant the Crimson Robed Youth entered.

Rushing out of the ground, Flying Stealth immediately surrounded the Crimson Robed Youth.

“Petty tricks.”

A look of mockery flashed in the eyes of Mo Shaotian, the Crimson Robed Youth.

Immediately, a green and red ‘body-protecting spiritual light’ lit up around him.

Yang Che activated the blue sword, blue fork, and other Talisman Treasures previously hidden within the large Formation, causing them to self-detonate one by one, forming an incredibly powerful Impact.

However, the Crimson Robed Youth’s layer of body-protecting spiritual light did not suffer even the slightest damage.

Yang Che was not surprised at all; these were originally intended to serve as a distraction.

Three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles suddenly converged, instantly solidifying into one, and fiercely pierced the Crimson Robed Youth’s ‘body-protecting spiritual light’.

The wall of spiritual light clearly showed a depression.

However, Yang Che struggled more and more; when the Flying Fire Needle, now converged into one, had barely pierced halfway into the wall of spiritual light, it could no longer advance an inch.

Although the wall of spiritual light was dented, it ultimately could not be pierced through.

“Junior, you underestimate a Nascent Soul cultivator too much, don’t you?”

Mo Shaotian said, already putting away the ancient mirror, and then suddenly pointed a finger at Yang Che.

A crimson fire spear, with a ‘poof’, instantly pierced Yang Che’s shoulder, getting stuck directly in Yang Che’s flesh and blood, carrying Yang Che flying back dozens of feet.

“Eh?”

Mo Shaotian showed a surprised expression: “Your Physical Body is not simple. Have you cultivated a Body Refining Cultivation Technique?”

Yang Che, however, endured the severe pain in his left shoulder, forcefully pulled out the crimson fire spear, and threw it aside.

“Just a little bit, just a little bit more.”

Yang Che cried out in his heart with immense regret.

“Junior, this Young Lord is truly becoming more and more interested in you. With your combat power, I’m afraid even ordinary Late Stage Core Formation Cultivators are no match for you. This Young Lord is just short of a capable subordinate; if you willingly offer up the Nine Heart Thunder Flame core and agree to be this Young Lord’s capable subordinate, not only will this Young Lord not kill you, but I will also impart to you the experience of forming a Nascent Soul. How about it?”

Mo Shaotian felt that he was being quite sincere.

On his handsome face, there was indeed a hint of anticipation.

Yang Che was momentarily stunned.

From ‘pawn’ to ‘capable subordinate’ so quickly, Yang Che truly didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

“Can you please stop chasing me?”

Yang Che swallowed a handful of ‘Nourishing Yuan Pills’, and the injury on his left shoulder slowly began to recover.

Mo Shaotian’s expression darkened, and he said, “No. The Nine Heart Thunder Flame is something this Young Lord must obtain. If you are unwilling to hand it over, then there’s no room for discussion…”

Just then, a series of booming explosions suddenly rang out around Mo Shaotian.

More than a dozen Sky Thunder Pearls were simultaneously detonated by Yang Che.

Immediately after, Yang Che once again performed a blink and disappeared.

When Mo Shaotian emerged from the thunder and fire of the explosion, he suddenly said in a deep voice:

“Junior, everyone says this Young Lord is a chatterbox and thinks this Young Lord is easy to talk to. But when this Young Lord gets serious, he kills without batting an eye. Since I gave you one last chance, and you didn’t cherish it, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Mo Shaotian took out the ancient mirror, then his figure flickered and vanished without a trace.