I Have a Compass for Opportunity

A Daoist in a black robe was standing there without anyone noticing.

His figure was tall and slender, almost not like a male, yet exuding clear male characteristics. He appeared quietly, like a phantom.

His face, pale to the point of sickness, had a pair of narrow eyes, exuding a female allure, making it hard to distinguish gender at a glance.

There was a smile on his lips, a very cold one.

If Liou Yuan were present, he would definitely exclaim his name. Wasn’t this the Daoist Huixie who took away the Peak Foundation Establishment Realm Alien Star Evil on Qiwen Mountain?

The figure who even the royal Princess Qingyang and the two Foundation Establishment experts of Yanluo Sect together couldn’t defeat has appeared in the Magic Cave.

Had Liou Yuan and his group been half a day late, they would have encountered this Daoist Huixie, resulting in an unsurprising massacre.

When the man tilted his head and cast his gaze, Daoist Huixie’s eyes matched those fierce eyes of the man.

At this moment, both the man and Daoist Huixie saw the solemnity in each other’s eyes.

"I’ve long heard that an Evil Corpse emerged in Jiuli State, still at large despite several sieges by the three major sects."

Daoist Huixie discerned some clues about the man, seemingly having confirmed his identity, and his smile grew even brighter.

"You have quite some skill, lurking in the Magic Cave and avoiding the pursuit of the three sects by hiding in the filthy blood pool."

The man had no intention of conversing with Daoist Huixie. In a dry voice, he coldly spat out a single word: "Scram!"

Daoist Huixie’s strange style did not anger at the Evil Corpse’s rebuke; instead, he smiled even more dazzlingly.

His figure subtly blended into the darkness, vanishing without a trace.

Before leaving, Huixie’s voice echoed within the cave.

"You may go to Youhuang State. Jiuli State cannot accommodate you, but my Linlang Domain’s doors are wide open for you."

At this very moment,

Five hundred miles outside the Magic Cave, disciples of the Wind Chasing Division supported each other, moving slowly but steadily in the direction of Qingbao County.

Liou Yuan was among the group, his arms supporting two severely injured disciples on either side.

In front of him, Yingsi was also assisting the wounded.

Originally, he was following the group at a relaxed pace.

Suddenly, his body shivered, as if sensing something, and his complexion turned pale at a visible speed.

His gaze shifted to the Fixed Star Compass within him. Usually dormant without Liou Yuan activating it, the compass needle was now spinning wildly at an eerie speed.

Then the compass needle halted abruptly, pointing towards the direction of the Magic Cave, remaining motionless.

The implications were self-evident.

"Is it the Evil Corpse or Daoist Huixie?" Liou Yuan’s heart turned cold, and sweat uncontrollably streamed down his forehead.

Although both were targets to be eliminated by his Fixed Star Compass, Liou Yuan had never directly faced either’s power.

The compass’s commotion at this time was not good news; it was a Life-Taking Talisman.

They had injured people, and their movement was slow.

Given their proximity to the Magic Cave, the appearance of either the Evil Corpse or Daoist Huixie could easily lead them to trace and eventually attack them.

They were just small fry, not enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of two great demons.

"Hurry up! Move faster!" Liou Yuan could not explain anything to his fellow Wind Chasing Division disciples, only continuously urging them.

After the battle at the Magic Cave, Liou Yuan’s status in the Wind Chasing Division rose dramatically, so much so that even Yingsi took his opinions seriously. Hearing Liou Yuan’s voice, they instinctively turned to look at him.

What they saw was a face as pale as death.

Even when facing Xu Hetong at Half-Step Foundation Establishment, Liou Yuan had never shown panic.

This scene made Yingsi’s heart skip a beat, convinced that Liou Yuan had detected some danger.

"Could there be a Demon Cultivator at Foundation Establishment rushing towards us?"

Yingsi’s heart jumped, immediately ordering the disciples of the Wind Chasing Division in a low voice: "Speed up!"

With both Yingsi and Liou Yuan urging them, none of the Wind Chasing Division disciples dared to object, all gritting their teeth and moving forward at their fastest possible speed.

Even so, their pace was still wanting.

The group’s speed was severely hampered by the wounded, which Liou Yuan saw and worried about, silently praying: "Let’s hope they don’t catch up."

If they were tracked, they couldn’t escape even if they weren’t carrying the wounded.

So Liou Yuan could only leave it to fate.

Unbeknownst to him, not even three to five moments after Liou Yuan had started urging them.

A Daoist in a black robe was already silently standing ten miles away to the left rear of the Wind Chasing Division disciples, atop the canopy of a giant tree.

His ghostly figure stood there silently, even Liou Yuan’s Evil Eyes failed to detect anything unusual.

The black-robed Daoist’s mysterious eyes watched the Wind Chasing Division team, where Liou Yuan was.

"Just this number of people wiped out the hundred-man team transporting resources to the Magic Cave this time and even repelled that Xu Hetong kid. There must be a master among them."

As he spoke, Daoist Huixie’s eyes fixed on Yingsi and Liou Yuan.

The two were the only ones from the group at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.

"Is it her? Or him?" Daoist Huixie smiled as his long fingers grabbed something mid-air, and a brush was already in his hand.

Regardless of who, as long as they were disciples of Five Extremes Mountain, Daoist Huixie wouldn’t let them go.

Demon cultivators know no shame; the infamy of bullying the weak couldn’t restrain them, especially not Daoist Huixie, a demon among demons.

True Essence surged between his brush, about to strike and erase Liou Yuan and the Wind Chasing Division disciples.

With his power, he could annihilate them without them even feeling pain.

Yet just before the light on Daoist Huixie’s brush burst forth.

Buzz! The air before Daoist Huixie rippled.

A middle-aged man, appearing as gentle as jade, suddenly materialized there, standing in front of Daoist Huixie.

His fierce eyes firmly locked onto Daoist Huixie’s brush, a dead aura circulating from his body.

As the death aura touched the surrounding trees, the lush vegetation turned yellow.

The man’s intent was unmistakable, making Daoist Huixie’s eyes narrow, his pupils filled with coldness.

"You’re overextending your reach."

The man did not reply, just grinned, revealing a pair of black fangs in his mouth.

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