The pursuers were still getting closer and closer, and in the distant sky, several floating warships roared past and flew into the distance. That was also the troop that was chasing Yetong. They took the floating battleship and rushed to the front to intercept it. On the ground, several teams of blood warriors are running, like a spray, gradually spreading on the ground.
Within a few days, the prototype of a hunting net has been formed. Even though Ye Tong had awakened the blood of the ancestors and was almost invincible among the blood clan at the same level, he gradually felt the difficulty.
A long canyon appeared in front of him, and Ye Tong lifted his spirits, remembering that this was one of the important areas that Song Zining mentioned repeatedly. Without thinking, she immediately rushed into the canyon and galloped along the bottom of the canyon.
Dozens of blood races from behind also chased into the canyon, hotly pursuing. However, when they rushed to the middle of the canyon, the ground suddenly shook, and large cracks appeared on the cliffs on both sides, and they collapsed in pieces!
There was another extremely thin sound wave in the air, and several blood races who had already flew into the air screamed, and immediately fell down, being pressed down by endless rocks.
Yetong had rushed out from the other end of the canyon at this time, she looked back at the smoky canyon, and finally felt a little more confident.
Breaking through several interceptions in a blink of an eye, Ye Tong couldn't remember the time and location, only knowing that he was not far from the edge of the Twilight Continent. But the more you get to the edge, the more dangerous it is.
At this moment, in front of her, a blood count with a majestic face walked out, and there were several corpses lying on the ground beside him. Those were Song Zining's arrangements, but now they all died on the spot. The count slowly stretched out his hand and said, "I want half of the ancient blood."
"Dream!" Yetong gritted his teeth, drew his sword and rushed forward.
A moment later, the blood count knelt down on the ground, his face full of disbelief. Holding the position of the blood core tightly, he murmured: "The pupil of destruction, the pupil of destruction..." Then he fell forward and fell into the mud.
Around the earl, more than a dozen of his subordinates were also dead on the spot.
Ye Tong leaned on the ground with both swords, his face extremely pale. She lowered her head, grabbed the hilt exposed under her ribs, and slowly pulled out a dagger. The moment the short sword left her body, she couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.
Yetong looked at the blood-stained dagger and threw it on the ground. As long as this sword is deflected a little bit, it will stab her blood core. However, the earl still took his last breath, and his blood core was crushed by Yetong's Destruction Eye.
Yetong found a few high-quality blood crystals from the earl, sent the blood inside into the wound, then tied the wound tightly, and continued to walk towards the edge of the continent.
Days and nights passed in the blink of an eye, and the edge of the continent was getting closer, but Yetong was walking slower and slower. Battles continue to happen, and blood warriors will rush out from time to time. Yetong's consciousness gradually became heavy, the blood core moaned unbearably, and all the wounds on his body began to sting again.
The ancient blood in her embrace began to become hot, exuding an almost irresistible temptation. As long as he absorbed the ancient origin blood, Ye Tong would recover immediately. For the vampires who are seriously injured, the temptation is based on the instinct of the body and soul.
Yetong subconsciously touched the ancient source blood, then with great perseverance put his hand back, and continued to move his heavy body to the distance.
A small town loomed ahead. Yetong remembered that this was the last transfer station, and it was also the last resort arranged by Song Zining. Once here, Song Zining's people will be responsible for protecting her for the last part of the journey, rush to the hiding place of the airship, and return to the empire with a special high-speed airship.
But looking at the small town from a distance, Yetong suddenly felt something was wrong. It was so quiet there, dead silent. On the edge of the Twilight Continent, these small towns are actually places outside the law, and they are all kinds of mixed places. Even if you see groups of human races, it is not surprising. There are similar gray areas on every continent, and this is also a channel for many upper-class figures to absorb money, so it can be preserved.
Yetong stopped, looked at the small town, and frowned slightly.
At this time, a small voice suddenly sounded from the side: "This way, this way!"
Yetong turned around and saw a ragged young man hiding behind a tree, waving desperately to him. Yetong realized something, and knew that this was the person Song Zining left behind. Several key people in this trip have practiced some kind of secret method, which can sense the special ornaments worn by Yetong, so as to distinguish their identities. Otherwise, with Yetong's bloodline latent ability, these responders would have no way of noticing her arrival.
Yetong's heart skipped a beat and he walked over. The young man said anxiously and quickly: "Something went wrong. Seventh Young Master's arrangements were leaked for some reason. Almost all of us here were killed. Only when I greeted you outside did we escape. Come with me." Let's go, let's go directly to the airship port, maybe there is still time!"
There was a slight movement in Yetong's heart, and the uneasy feeling he had been feeling all along was finally confirmed. Unknowingly, an indescribable chill slowly soaked into the bottom of my heart.
She thought for a while, took out the ancient origin blood, handed it to the young man, and said, "Give this to Zi Ning, this is what he wants. You can go!"
The young man was stunned: "What about you?"
Yetong said indifferently: "If I stay together, neither of us will be able to leave. Remember, what you hold is more important than me."
The young man knew that the matter was urgent, and he was also a decisive person. He carefully put away the source blood, saluted Ye Tong, and with a flash of his figure, he was already tens of meters away, and went away in an instant. If it weren't for Yetong's extraordinary eyesight, he would have been lost a hundred meters away.
Ye Tong withdrew his gaze, with a chill in his eyes, and walked towards the dead town.
The town doesn't seem to be different, but it's too quiet. The streets were so empty that not a single living thing could be seen.
Nighteye stopped in front of a low house, reached out and pushed gently on the door. The door was unlocked and opened with a hand. This is an ordinary house with simple furnishings and a werewolf totem pole in the corner. There was still cooking on the stove, but the fire in the hearth had long since gone out.
The werewolf family sat around the table, preparing for a rough dinner. But time was frozen at this moment, and werewolves, big and small, seemed to be asleep.
Yetong glanced at them and knew that they were all dead. Being able to seize life in an instant is an extremely overbearing secret technique even among ancient blood clans.
Yetong didn't enter the door, but walked to the next room.
There were werewolves living in the nearby houses, and they all lost their vitality in an instant.
Yetong continued to walk towards the town, and finally saw some traces of the battle. She picked up a broken stone stick casually, shook it lightly, and the stone stick immediately turned into powder and fell down. It seemed that the battle in the town was short and fierce. Although the coverage area was not large, it affected all aspects. Even a stone stick affected by the impact was shaken into powder. Such traces of battle could no longer be concealed.
Yetong suddenly raised his head and looked at the small square in the center of the town. There were several wooden poles with dead bodies hanging from them. This is the most common sight in the gray area, but Yetong's eyes fell on one of the woman's corpses.
Her complexion is slightly dark, her face is quite delicate, and her slender figure looks very comfortable, as if she might burst out with great strength at any time. But now, she has lost all vitality, even the ancient blood pool of the blood race can't revive her.
Seeing this, Yetong finally frowned. For some reason, seeing this woman reminded her of Zhao Jundu, the number one genius of the empire whom she had only met once. This woman carried Zhao Jundu's aura, although it was extremely faint, it couldn't hide from Yetong's eyes.
There was a burst of gentle laughter in the small town, and a middle-aged man with a white face and beardless came out and said with a smile, "I finally waited for you. Fortunately, I didn't make me wait too long."
The moment Yetong saw this middle-aged man, he involuntarily took half a step back. This man feels like a snake, cold, wet, with a greasy feeling all over his body, and extremely dangerous at the same time.
The middle-aged man spread his hands and praised: "Your whole plan is like a work of art, it's indescribable. To be honest, it is possible to arrange such an escape route in the Twilight Continent in such a short period of time and with such limited resources. , It’s really amazing! Just this plan alone, the Seven Young Masters of the Song Clan is worthy of the praise of the new generation of military gods of the empire. You see, according to this plan, you should have already boarded the airship back to the empire, and then , everything is perfect!... If, if I didn't show up."
"Who are you?"
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the person in charge of the Fifth Privy Office of the Imperial Army, Li Fengshui, who is currently ashamed to be an admiral. With this status, it should be enough to welcome Ms. Yetong?"
Yetong's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and at some point, more than ten people appeared around her, surrounding her. These people had different shapes and postures, but they all had the same cold and damp temperament, and they were equally powerful. Everyone gave Yetong a vague sense of danger.
"Why did you come to wait for me?" Ye Tong asked.
Li Fengshui seemed to have a winning chance, and he didn't mind revealing more information, "Because you... are important. Although I still don't know why Qi Shao mobilized so many resources to do this, just because of your identity, It's important enough. As for why you came to Twilight, we still have enough time to talk slowly."
Yetong looked at Li Fengshui and sneered, "You're so confident that you can catch me?"
"Of course." Li Fengshui smiled sincerely, but there was no sunshine in his smile.
However, Li Fengshui's smile suddenly choked, and he clearly saw himself in Yetong's eyes!
Li Fengshui's eyes were instantly bloodshot, his face flushed abnormally, and his heart was beating wildly. He made a quick decision, shouted, stretched out his hand and grabbed a subordinate next to him, and stood in front of him. I don't know what secret method he used, but the image of Li Fengshui in Yetong's eyes was suddenly replaced by that subordinate.
The face of that subordinate suddenly turned red, and his eyes protruded, showing extreme fear and pain. He opened his mouth, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood that contained countless pieces of internal organs, and then he paused, apparently dead.