At this moment.
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo also discovered the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands, and his expression changed drastically.
"Undying Empress, hurry and go! The people from the Three Holy Lands are chasing us. I will hold off this Holy Spirit, and you quickly move forward!"
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo said urgently.
"Senior, no matter how much we flee, we can't escape. Let's fight them!"
Xueyi suddenly smiled, but this smile was filled with sadness.
The moment she saw the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands appear, her heart sank, and her unease grew stronger.
Her heart sank to the bottom.
If the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands appeared here, then what happened to Ling Fan, who was covering their retreat, was self-evident.
Ling Fan was probably in grave danger now!
With this thought, Xueyi lost the desire to survive, only a strong fighting spirit and determination remained.
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo quickly realized this.
Boom!
He madly communicated with the ancestor of the Wang family. The power left by that incomparably powerful Saint King in the Martial Continent Sacred River surged within him, and his aura skyrocketed, showing signs of another breakthrough, aiming to advance to the seventh stage of the Manifestation Realm.
"Self-Sacrificing Saber Technique, Sacrificing the Body for Righteousness, One Saber Severing the Heavens!"
He roared violently, and boundless, majestic Saint power erupted from his aged body. The blood-stained Saint Saber in his hand suddenly burst forth with an incomparably brilliant saber light. This saber strike directly shattered the Manifestation Realm seventh-stage Holy Spirit that had blocked them for a full half-hour.
However, the Grand Elder of Zhenmo, by forcibly using such immense power, could not withstand it himself. Blood exploded from his arms, shoulders, and even his torso.
"Hurry and go! I don't believe Young Master Ling will be killed by them. Young Master Ling is an unparalleled figure and would never die in a place like this!"
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo, using the power of his burst, swept up Lan Xueyi and fled desperately forward.
This turn of events came suddenly.
Even the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands did not react in time.
They had thought that the Undying Empress and the Grand Elder of Zhenmo, with pursuers behind and an ambush ahead, were doomed. They never expected the Grand Elder of Zhenmo to unleash such terrifying strength, destroying a Holy Spirit comparable to the seventh stage of the Manifestation Realm with a single saber strike, forcing open a path to escape.
"Damn it, they actually escaped!"
"Chase!"
"That old man is strange and very powerful. We must not let him reach the source of the Sacred River first, otherwise, with his strength, he has a great chance of seizing control of the Sacred River!"
The powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands put away their contemptuous thoughts.
They pursued at high speed.
After another hour of pursuit.
As the burst of power from the Grand Elder of Zhenmo gradually dissipated, his speed also slowed down, unable to maintain such a prolonged burst.
What was worse, several powerful, semi-transparent figures flickered ahead, revealing themselves from the dense Sacred River mist.
They were three Holy Spirits.
And each one was filled with a power comparable to the seventh stage of the Manifestation Realm or higher.
"Damn it! When it rains, it pours!"
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo's eyes turned red with anxiety.
"Pfft!"
He once again communicated with the ancestral power and unleashed his formidable strength.
With this saber strike, the Grand Elder of Zhenmo killed another Holy Spirit comparable to the seventh stage of the Manifestation Realm and shattered another Holy Spirit into only half of its body. However, its broken body was rapidly wriggling, absorbing the power of the Sacred River, trying to recover.
The Grand Elder of Zhenmo wanted to continue swinging his saber.
But this time, the Grand Elder of Zhenmo finally could not hold on. With a thud, his body collapsed, and the Saint Saber in his hand clattered to the ground.
His aged body was stained with blood everywhere. His once black hair had turned white, as if his life essence had been exhausted.
"Senior!"
Lan Xueyi cried out in alarm.
The remaining complete Holy Spirit, along with the half-shattered Holy Spirit, coldly and ruthlessly surrounded them.
Xueyi gritted her teeth fiercely. The Hundred Flowers Crown above her head floated out, and powerful forces surged into her body.
At the same time, the bloodline of the Nine Deaths Spirit Phoenix Body within her let out an unprecedented roar and rumble. She suddenly formed a complex hand seal, pointed at the two powerful Holy Spirits ahead, and spat out a mouthful of vital blood. Instantly, rolling, blazing flames transformed into a giant Fiery Divine Phoenix that pounced forward.
"Divine Phoenix Fire! Burn the Heavens!"
Boom!
The two Holy Spirits were engulfed by the terrifying Spirit Phoenix flames. The Holy Spirit that the Grand Elder of Zhenmo had shattered half of was directly melted by the Divine Phoenix Fire. The other Holy Spirit also let out continuous roars and retreated, half of its body about to melt. Even by absorbing the power of the Sacred River, it could not recover quickly, as if it were restrained by that Divine Phoenix Fire.
"Senior, hurry and go, don't get entangled with it!"
Xueyi unleashed a stream of power, lightly and agilely sweeping up the Grand Elder's body, and quickly passed them to move forward while the remaining Holy Spirit had not yet recovered its combat strength.
Not long after.
The powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands pursued them to this place.
Seeing more people arrive, that Holy Spirit let out a furious roar. Circles of terrifying power erupted wildly in concentric circles centered on it. With a claw strike, it transformed into an incomparably massive dragon claw, covering the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands beneath it, intending to kill these enemies who dared to desecrate the Martial Continent Sacred River.
"Useless trash, unable to even stop two people at the end of their ropes, yet you dare to block us."
Among the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands, a figure shrouded in terrifying demonic flames spoke indifferently.
He was the Holy Lord of the War Demon Holy Land.
He opened his mouth and swallowed, and instantly a monstrous maw thousands of feet wide materialized, directly swallowing that Holy Spirit into his belly.
"Chase!"
The Holy Lord of the War Demon Holy Land said fiercely.
As they drew closer to the upper reaches of the Martial Continent Sacred River, the aura of the Martial Dao Origin became increasingly dense, and the power of the Sacred River condensed to an extreme.
A thunderous roar came from the mist ahead.
After Lan Xueyi and the Grand Elder of Zhenmo passed through layers of mist, a waterfall that was simply epic in its grandeur suddenly appeared before their eyes.
What kind of waterfall was this?
It cascaded down from the billions of feet high firmament. Each drop was formed by incomparably condensed, incomparably pure, and incomparably majestic Martial Dao Origin power, like a galaxy, directly descending from the nine heavens.
The path ahead was suddenly cut off.
"Hmph, let's see where you run now!"
"You can really run, escaping all the way to the end of the Martial Continent Sacred River, but your death day has also arrived!"
Within a few breaths.
The voices of the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands echoed from behind.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
One after another fierce and powerful figures appeared. A total of nine powerful Manifestation Realm experts blocked all escape routes for Lan Xueyi and the Grand Elder of Zhenmo.