Martial Saint through Reading

"Go!"

The Netherworld Office made a large detour, thinking he had lured ’Luo Mu’ away, then doubled back to flee with Ming Lu.

However, they hadn’t gotten far before they sensed the Black Flame Sect people catching up again.

Another chase ensued, but the roles were reversed.

This time, it was Chu Ming’s turn to pursue as the Netherworld Office and Ming Lu fled.

"Senior Brother, you must go quickly!"

Ming Lu knew she was heavily injured, and if the Netherworld Office carried her, neither of them could escape.

Go?

The Netherworld Office glanced at Ming Lu, his eyes filled with despair, which hid a trace of tenderness.

"Junior Sister, tell Master, tell Senior Brother, avenge me!"

"I, the Netherworld Office, am your Second Senior Brother!"

As he finished speaking, the Netherworld Office stuffed his storage treasure into Ming Lu’s hands, then cast a Primordial Technique, wrapping Ming Lu.

Whoosh!

With the Primordial Technique’s aid, Ming Lu instantly turned into a shadow and sped northward.

Subsequently, the Netherworld Office ceased fleeing, Primordial Artifact hovering at his side, and above him, the Black and White Nine Palace Starlight Primordial Skill formed.

Boom!

The Primordial Artifact and Black and White Nine Palace Primordial Technique simultaneously blasted toward the pursuers.

Chu Ming frowned slightly, his body radiating golden light, enveloped by the Book and Painting Realm, while simultaneously launching an Elemental Shield at the Netherworld Office.

Boom!

The seemingly powerful Primordial Technique cast by the exhausted Netherworld Office posed no threat to Chu Ming.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Easily blocking the Primordial Technique, the Elemental Shield also pierced through the body of Second Senior Brother, the Netherworld Office.

The Netherworld Office’s body plummeted from the sky, along with the Primordial Artifact he wielded.

Chu Ming swiftly flashed over, retrieving the Primordial Artifact and the Second Senior Brother’s corpse.

No time to examine, he transformed into a beam of light, chasing after the fleeing Third Senior Sister, Ming Lu.

Ming Lu’s speed was fast; just in the brief moments Chu Ming killed the Netherworld Office, she had already reached the edge of the Sword Gourd Spirit’s range.

If given two more breaths, she might have truly escaped.

But in reality, the Third Senior Sister was destined to be caught.

Yet, just as Chu Ming closed the distance to within twenty miles, the Sword Gourd Spirit detected two formidable auras flying rapidly from afar.

These were two terrifying presences far exceeding the Sixth Realm Nascent Qi Realm.

"Seventh Realm, Divinity Opening Realm!"

"Elder Mo Chen of the Black and White Divine Palace Outer Palace!"

"Senior Brother to the Netherworld Office, Ming Lu, and others, Ming Chen!"

Chu Ming’s heart shook, his form halting, not daring to pursue further.

Instantly analyzing, he quickly turned, activating the Book and Painting Realm to conceal his aura and fled in the opposite direction.

He fled for only a few breaths.

From behind.

"Master! Senior Brother!" Third Senior Sister Ming Lu, nearly fainting, finally saw hope of survival.

Before her, two individuals wearing black and white robes flew in unison.

"Junior Sister!" The Senior Brother Ming Chen, a tall and handsome young man, seeing Ming Lu’s miserable state, his face changed drastically.

"Ming Chen, take Ming Lu; that aura just vanished!"

Elder Mo Chen of the Black and White Divine Palace Outer Palace stared ahead.

Ming Chen also sensed the aura’s disappearance and without wasting words, cast a Primordial Technique to envelop Ming Lu and followed Mo Chen.

The speed of the two Seventh Realm Divinity Opening Realm Primordial Qi Warriors was extremely fast, arriving at the previous battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"Master, Senior Brother, it was here a moment ago... Second Senior Brother... was right here..."

Upon seeing Mo Chen and Ming Chen’s arrival, Ming Lu gradually calmed down, though her words were still somewhat disordered.

Mo Chen coldly surveyed the right front, his gaze subtly changing.

Then, his body flashing, he appeared over a river three miles to the right.

Upon reaching this place, Mo Chen’s expression became somewhat strange.

Just now, he clearly sensed something unusual here, but why, upon arriving, was there nothing, not even the previous anomaly?

Senior Brother Ming Chen, carrying Ming Lu, arrived closely behind.

"There’s no sign of the Netherworld Office, Master, I fear the worst for our Second Senior Brother..."

"Search! Even if it means scouring the Nine Heavens, we will find him!"

This Seventh Realm super strong was clearly truly angered.

Swish! Swish!

Their figures flashed, conducting a carpet search centered on the previous battlefield.

After they left, over the river.

Chu Ming, hiding his aura with the Book and Painting Realm, relaxed his tense nerves.

"That was close."

The Seventh Realm elder almost discovered him.

Fortunately, the Mutated Black Flame had absorbed a large amount of Second Senior Brother the Netherworld Office’s and Third Senior Sister Ming Lu’s Primordial Consciousness and Primordial Qi, not only enhancing the Sword Gourd Spirit and his own Primordial Consciousness but also strengthening the Book and Painting Realm.

Thanks to the enhancements of the Book and Painting Realm and the Sword Gourd Spirit, he narrowly and perilously avoided detection by the Seventh Realm Divinity Opening Realm.

Chu Ming gazed in the direction Mo Chen pursued, his gaze deep and profound.

With his current means, there’s almost no chance of dealing with the Seventh Realm, if not for the Book and Painting Realm and the Sword Gourd Spirit, today’s outcome would have been hard to say.

"Divinity Opening Realm..."

He didn’t rush to leave, but instead remained hidden, silently floating above the river.

The two Divinity Opening Realm powerhouses were conducting a carpet search; even the slightest movement might escape their detection.

It’s possible the other party left the river deliberately, tempting him to relax and expose his traces.

Which means, the danger hasn’t been eliminated; he must wait until they truly leave.

Now, it’s a contest of stealth, a test of patience.

Indeed, after half an hour, an extremely subtle probe swept through, almost impossible to detect without the Book and Painting Realm.

Subsequently, every half hour, the probe would sweep by again.

Clearly, Elder Mo Chen was a deeply strategic person, just sensing a momentary anomaly in the river, convinced there was something here.