Chapter 421: Divine Elephant Eight Desolate Steps

Fang Bai’s movement technique speed was more than twice as fast as Nangong Ming’s. With just a few leaps and bounds, he had closed the distance between them to within thirty meters.While Nangong Ming was racing through the air, he suddenly had a premonition and turned his head to look, just in time to see Fang Bai rapidly approaching him. It was as if he had seen a ghost—his eyes bulged in terror, and his soul seemed to flee his body.

"Hadn’t he already returned to Yanjing City? How could he appear here? Could it be... he predicted that I would ambush Wang Miaomiao? Pretending to go back to Yanjing City was a feint, luring me into action was his real intention? I’m seriously injured; my combat power is reduced by half. His appearance at this time..."

Cold sweat "swooshed" out of Nangong Ming. He didn’t dare to think further, quickly took out several elixirs from his bosom, swallowed them, then exerted force on his feet and bolted desperately.

The elixirs Nangong Ming swallowed had been personally refined by the Valley Master of the Ghost Doctor Sect, Li Ao. They shared a similar miraculous effect to the "Explosive Essence Pill" that Fang Bai knew of, both capable of instantly stimulating a martial artist’s potential and rapidly enhancing their True Yuan.

Although such elixirs, akin to the "Explosive Essence Pill," greatly assisted martial artists, they also had significant side effects. Nangong Ming had swallowed several at once, and once the effect wore off, he would fall into a state of extreme weakness, vulnerable even to the most junior martial artist.

Moreover, the elixir refined by Li Ao, the Valley Master of the Ghost Doctor Sect, seemed quite inferior even to a low-grade "Explosive Essence Pill" in Fang Bai’s eyes and wasn’t worth a sneer.

Of course, Nangong Ming was also aware of the great side effects of the elixirs he had taken, but at this moment, all he thought about was fleeing for his life. He couldn’t care less about anything else. Follow current novels on ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet

Fang Bai was a supreme powerhouse capable of psychic level attacks. If Fang Bai caught up to him, he would face nothing but a dead end.

After consuming the elixir, Nangong Ming’s True Yuan surged, and his flight speed greatly increased. He was secretly delighted, thinking that he should now be able to shake off Fang Bai.

He was fast, but Fang Bai was faster.

When Fang Bai unleashed the full force of his "Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon" technique, he stretched out a long afterimage in a space of over a dozen meters, resembling a dragon soaring through the heavens. The air where he passed, due to his extremely fast speed, generated sonic booms, emitting faint dragon-like roars—arrogant, domineering, and with an impressive posture.

Fang Bai crossed the dozens of meters between them in an instant. He reached out with his right hand, and his palm was already on Nangong Ming’s shoulder.

"Stop right there!"

With a gentle press downward from Fang Bai’s palm, Nangong Ming felt as if a mountain was bearing down on him. Unable to support his body, his knees bent, and he nearly knelt to the ground. His forward-skimming figure also came to an abrupt halt.

Nangong Ming was terribly frightened and tried to struggle, but he found that he seemed to be under some kind of immobilizing spell and couldn’t move at all. He could only watch helplessly as Fang Bai moved from behind him to stand in front, looking at him with a mocking gaze.

"Fang Bai, what... what do you want to do?"

Nangong Ming didn’t believe for a second that Fang Bai would chase him down in the middle of the night just to chat about life and discuss ideals. It was very likely that he had come to seek revenge for his attack on Wang Miaomiao.

"What do I want to do? Hmph, you should know better than anyone else what’s in your own heart!"

Standing in front of Nangong Ming, Fang Bai patted his face a few times, then said, "Although Wang Miaomiao and I don’t have an official master-disciple relationship, we share a bond like that of a master and disciple. How could I let you go after you tried to kill her?"

"I’ll have you know, I’m a disciple of the Hidden Sect’s Ghost Doctor Valley. If you dare lay a finger on me, the hundreds of disciples of our Ghost Doctor Valley will never let you get away with it!"

Nangong Ming said through gritted teeth, his threat sounding vicious.

Yet his expression and tone were clearly blustery and fearful on the inside.

Nangong Ming also understood that someone as strong as Fang Bai might have an even more powerful backing than the Ghost Doctor Sect. Mere name-dropping his sect was unlikely to intimidate him.

"Ghost Doctor Valley?"

Upon hearing these three words, Fang Bai’s eyebrows shot up, his eyes gleamed sharply, and a surge of killing Qi rocketed to the sky.

Even though Nangong Ming was an Earth Rank early stage martial artist, more than enough to look down on the Secular Ancient Martial World, he now trembled uncontrollably under the oppressive aura suddenly unleashed by Fang Bai, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Nangong Ming only then realized Fang Bai was so powerful that he far exceeded his previous imagination. From the oppressive force exerted on him, he could infer that Fang Bai’s strength was now comparable to his own master, the Valley Master of the Ghost Doctor Valley, Li Ao.

Nangong Ming was dumbstruck, petrified in place, staring at Fang Bai in a daze and hardly daring to believe that he was really only about twenty years old.

In the Hidden Sect World, though masters were as common as clouds, Earth Rank Martial Artists who were twenty years old were extremely scarce, let alone Heaven Level Martial Artists.

This Fang Bai was too defying of the natural order. Perhaps even words like heavenly prodigy or monstrous genius were insufficient to describe his monstrous strength.

"The Ghost Doctor Valley you spoke of, is its Valley Master named Li Ao?"

Fang Bai’s gaze was sharp as a knife, intently fixed on Nangong Ming’s face as he coldly asked.

Nangong Ming’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, wondering if Fang Bai held a grudge against his sect. Otherwise, why would he speak to him with such an expression and tone?

Where would Nangong Ming know that Fang Bai bore no grudge against the Ghost Doctor Valley, but the landlord of the Siheyuan where Fang Bai resided, Baili Zhan and his family, had a life-and-death feud with the Ghost Doctor Valley.

Baili Zhan was a traitor to the Ghost Doctor Valley. Intending to purge the sect of this disgrace, they sought to rid themselves of him swiftly, and the animosity between the two parties was such that they were sworn enemies.

"Yes... Li Ao is my master. He is a Heaven Level Martial Artist! Furthermore, our Supreme Elder is even more powerful..."

"Do you know Baili Zhan?"

Fang Bai cut Nangong Ming off, asking sternly.

"I know him..."

Nangong Ming subconsciously replied, immediately questioning in return, "What is your relationship with Baili Zhan? Where is he now?"

One of Nangong Ming’s missions for descending the mountain this time was to follow his master’s order and hunt down Baili Zhan. Hearing Fang Bai mentioning knowing Baili Zhan, he couldn’t help feeling a sense of foreboding.

"Hand over the Wood Element Stones you have on you!"

Without addressing Nangong Ming’s questions, Fang Bai demanded, his voice deep and serious.

The sudden shift in topic left Nangong Ming struggling to keep up. He blurted out, "Don’t even think about it!"

No sooner had he spoken than Nangong Ming deeply regretted his words, wishing he could slap himself several times, thinking to himself that wasn’t he admitting, by saying this, that he indeed had Wood Element Stones on him?

This Fang Bai was truly cunning and deceitful!

In fact, even if Nangong Ming had not said anything, Fang Bai had already sensed several waves of Wood Attribute True Yuan emanating from him—distinctive of the Wood Element Stone.

"What Wood Element Stone? I don’t know what you are talking about!"

Nangong Ming immediately denied outright.

Taking several Wood Element Stones from the Ghost Doctor Sect was also one of Nangong Ming’s tasks for this journey. If the Essence Stones were gone, Nangong Ming would have no way to explain to his master upon his return.

"Bring them here!"

Fang Bai couldn’t be bothered with any more idle chatter with Nangong Ming, taking a step forward with his left foot, stomping heavily on the ground.

The step Fang Bai took was part of the "Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique," known as the "Divine Elephant Eight Desolate Steps." As his foot landed, it was as if a ten-thousand-pound giant elephant was trampling, causing the ground within several yards to tremble, while dust billowed and flew up, the momentum staggering. (PS: Vote for me! Reward me!!!)