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Two hands reached toward Feng Fan's back at the same time. He could feel evil Dao laws swirling ominously behind him.

Quickly, he commanded Little Brick, sending two more bolts of heavenly lightning toward the enemies behind him. The lightning pierced through the Dao laws formed by the two elders from the Bloodsucker Demon Sect, shattering them and striking the vulnerable elders.

Unlike Luo Fu, these two elders didn't react in time. The heavenly lightning collided with their defenseless bodies.

If they had been Body Cultivators, they might have survived with heavy injuries, but their spiritual qi offered little to no protection. Their bodies barely had time to convulse before they stopped breathing and fell to the ground, completely charred.

Feng Fan smirked at the results. 'Two down, eight more to go.'

But he didn't let his guard down. He had already used 20% of the heavenly lightning. If it ran out, he would have no way to defend against the Transcending Tribulation experts behind him and would be nothing more than meat on a chopping block.

Seeing the two elders fall, even though they were blinded by rage, the remaining elders' expressions changed slightly. After all, their strength was on par with the ones who had just died, and if they continued blindly, they wouldn't be able to kill Feng Fan.

Instead of trying to kill Feng Fan immediately, the elders behind him adjusted their approach. The deaths of their comrades brought some clarity back to their minds.

"This brat is only at the Nascent Soul realm; he won't be able to maintain this speed and his attacks for long!" one of them said, voicing Feng Fan's biggest fear.

The others agreed, and they began harassing Feng Fan, trying to make him waste energy, instead of directly killing him.

Feng Fan continued sending bolts of lightning at them, while they defended. The energy inside the Suppression Relic dwindled with every passing moment.

'Damn it, I'm only halfway to the Dao Seeking School, but I've only got twenty percent of the heavenly lightning left, and the spiritual qi in the Suppression Relic is almost gone. I can't keep this up for much longer,' Feng Fan thought with dread, knowing that once the heavenly lightning or the energy in the Suppression Relic ran out, he'd be in deep trouble.

Luo Fu, who had been left behind before, appeared again. Unlike the other elders, who had regained some composure, Luo Fu had fully transformed into a demon, driven only by rage and a thirst for blood.

"Little bastard, come here so I can kill you!"

Two giant blood claws reached out toward Feng Fan from different directions. The other elders were also closing in on him, and the Suppression Relic could no longer maintain its previous speed.

Not to mention the Transcending Tribulation experts, even Return To Void experts would catch up to him soon.

Too bad for them—they wouldn't have the chance, because he'd be dead before that.

Just as Feng Fan gritted his teeth and prepared to stop running, planning to use all his reserves for a desperate attack, a giant, shining sword appeared in the sky.

"Luo Fu, I've come to take your life!" A cold, beautiful voice echoed from the sky, directly above the sword.

It was Fan Ying, the sect master of the Dao Seeking School!

Her sword descended, cutting through space, aimed directly at Luo Fu. Luo Fu's expression changed as he withdrew his blood claws and tried to push them toward the sword in the sky.

But Fan Ying wasn't alone. Hundreds of Dao Seeking School cultivators appeared, and the sky lit up brightly with their attacks.

The Bloodsucker Demon Sect elders were caught off guard, quickly shifting from offense to defense. Feng Fan seized the opportunity to slip out of their reach, narrowly escaping.

Once safely away from the fight, he sighed in relief. "Thank whatever god exists. Looks like they made it in time."

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As if reading his thoughts, Xue Qiang, Huang Xue, Su Xiaoli, and Mao Shun appeared right behind him.

"Fanfan!"

"Fan'er!"

"Fan'er!"

"Feng Fan!"

They called for him, and Feng Fan turned with a smile. The girls rushed into his arms, and he opened his arms to embrace them.

"I'm so glad you're safe," Su Xiaoli said, resting her head on his chest and breathing in his body smell.

Feng Fan smiled in return. "Of course. I told you guys I wasn't planning on sacrificing myself for the greater good, didn't I?"

"Brother Feng, I'm glad you're alright!" Mao Shun said with a big grin, though his face soon darkened. "What happened to Mao Hu?"

Feng Fan shook his head. "I have no idea. I saw him enter the Bloodsucker Demon Sect, but whether he chased me or left, I couldn't tell."

Mao Shun sighed at his words, but Feng Fan quickly tried to cheer him up.

"Hey, don't worry. We already have solid evidence that he colluded with the Bloodsucker Demon Sect. He won't have a place inside Dao Seeking School's territory anymore. Just let the sect handle it—I'm sure that dog won't be able to escape."

Mao Shun looked at him and nodded with a faint smile. "Thank you, Brother Feng."

They turned their attention to the battle between the Dao Seeking School and the Bloodsucker Demon Sect. This was the first full-scale war between them since their conflict began.

But it was far from a fair fight.

Thanks to Feng Fan's actions, the Bloodsucker Demon Sect was already weakened and divided. The stronger elders were forced to bear the brunt of the Dao Seeking School's attacks, while the weaker ones, thinking they were still chasing Feng Fan, arrived late.

Only to meet their deaths.

The outcome was already decided, and there was no need for him to interfere. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

The weakest cultivator on the battlefield was at the Dao Seeking realm—more than strong enough to kill him with ease.

As for the remaining heavenly lightning he hadn't used… Feng Fan had a far more important matter to settle with it.