Chapter 712: Meeting an Old Acquaintance

Yang Tian looked at the trembling token, his gaze falling on the direction indicated, and murmured, "Could it be that Big Brother and the others have come?"

When these tokens were originally made, all the high-level members of the Eastern Continent Alliance possessed them, including Yang Ba and the others.

His body instantly traversed toward the indicated location at great speed. After crossing about several dozen li, Yang Tian could sense a great battle taking place ahead.

Yang Tian's mind instantly tensed. He activated the Carefree Step to its fullest, and with one step, he vanished from where he stood.

Fifty or sixty li away, Fatty and Xiao Ji were covered in blood. The forests around them were collapsing, as they faced a terrifying assault.

"Is it Yang Tian?" Xiao Bai was also very weak. His big eyes widened as he sensed the fluctuation of the token.

"I think so. Hurry up and run." A trace of joy appeared on Fatty's pale face as he urged.

From the Western Continent to the Central Province, crossing who knows how many thousands of miles, the entire journey had been a baptism of blood and fire. They had lost count of how many chases they had endured, their minds nearly numb.

All three were extremely weak. If not for their powerful physiques, they would have been killed on the road long ago.

Yi Xing strolled through the void, looking as if he were taking a leisurely walk. His Red Pupil opened and closed, emitting rumbling divine sounds. Red light manifested, piercing through large swaths of void, and the mountains shook.

"Let's see how long you can run!" He once again caught the traces of Xiao Bai and the other two. His entire aura instantly became terrifying, his blood energy rolling like a deity descending across the sky.

With a bang, Xiao Bai cried out. A wisp of brilliant red light streaked across, piercing his arm and carrying away a large splash of blood.

"Ahhh... this bastard..." Xiao Bai winced in pain, his small body trembling. There was not a single intact spot on him; all were freshly healed wounds.

"Shake!" Yi Xing shouted softly. His demonic pupil opened and closed, releasing a vast rain of red light. The world became oppressive, as if a thunderstorm were roaring down from the sky.

Fatty's expression changed. The Yin-Yang Divine Talisman soared into the sky, and the two energies of Yin and Yang descended, forming a huge energy shield densely covered with runes, blocking the high altitude.

"Haha... Do you think you still have much essence blood to consume?" Yi Xing shouted disdainfully. The vertical eye flowed with the mysteries of the universe, and illusory vertical eyes suddenly filled the sky, a hair-raising scene.

The countless Red Pupils in the sky opened and closed continuously, shooting out red beams like surging waves, crashing down to break through the defense of the Yin-Yang Divine Talisman.

"Damn it, are we going to die here today?" Fatty gritted his teeth. They really couldn't hold on any longer. It wasn't just Yi Xing chasing them, but also many experts from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.

"No, Yang Tian is coming..." Xiao Bai shook his little head and said quickly.

"You still expect that fool to save you? Truly ignorant people." Yi Xing snorted, his face full of mockery and a fierce killing intent.

Back in the Dao God Mountain, his Red Pupil had been severely wounded twice by Yang Tian, and he had almost been tricked to death, unable to even climb the Creation Heavenly Staircase. Moreover, because of Yang Tian's close relationship with Yuan Xia, Yi Xing wished he could kill Yang Tian hundreds of times.

Just as Yi Xing sneered, wisps of terrifying glazed divine flames suddenly manifested from the void, emitting a scorching heat that dried up the flesh and blood of all.

"What kind of flame is this?" Fatty's fat trembled. He felt his own flesh and blood drying up—a very terrifying scene.

The Three-Flavor Divine Fire filled the void, causing it to collapse. The heat was unbearable, as if a fire god were about to emerge.

"What the hell is this?" Yi Xing exclaimed in shock. When he found the Three-Flavor Divine Fire rapidly rushing toward him, his expression instantly turned ugly.

"Kill!" Yi Xing shouted directly. His Red Pupil rumbled, shooting out red runes that formed a huge shield, shooting toward the divine fire.

A cold snort came from the distant void. The temperature of the Three-Flavor Divine Fire skyrocketed, and it slammed into the rune-woven shield.

Sizzle! The shield lasted less than a breath before cracks like a spiderweb appeared, then exploded in the void!

"How is this possible?" Yi Xing cried out. This defensive technique was a inherited divine art of the Red Pupil, yet it was easily broken, which he could not believe.

The divine fire shot forward again, its speed undiminished, like a huge void storm moving, collapsing the void wherever it touched.

"Hmm, what kind of flame is this? It seems to have reached the divine grade!" Fatty scratched his messy hair and muttered, "Could this be Yang Tian's alchemy fire?"

A cyan longsword in Yi Xing's hand hummed, like a divine sword cutting through the void, emitting a powerful aura. He suddenly shot it toward the Three-Flavor Divine Fire.

In the hazy void, five-colored divine radiance suddenly appeared. Rainbows exuded a fluctuation that could annihilate everything, sweeping at extreme speed toward the cyan longsword.

Yi Xing's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to activate this great weapon to shatter the five-colored divine rainbow, he suddenly found that the cyan longsword was no longer under his control.

"Collect..." Yang Tian said with a faint smile. The Heaven-Mending Cauldron erupted with a pulling force, directly sucking the cyan longsword into the cauldron!

A terrifying vortex formed inside the cauldron. Thousands of strands of five-colored divine rainbow instantly shredded the great weapon.

"Pfft..." Yi Xing, who had been dominating the void, directly spat out a mouthful of blood. His life-bound artifact was destroyed, and he was furious to the extreme.

"Damn, what was that just now? How did it take away that weapon in an instant?" Fatty scratched his head, puzzled.

"I don't know, but that weapon should have been destroyed. The five-colored divine rainbow just now was very terrifying." Xiao Ji rubbed his chin and muttered.

"Red Pupil, Suppress the Void!" He shouted, his voice like thunder. The demonic pupil emitted overwhelming fluctuations, with strange phenomena manifesting inside. It shot out a beam of light that actually froze the Three-Flavor Divine Fire.

"Not bad. Worthy of being a divine eye. He's not even at the Emperor realm, yet he can suppress the Three-Flavor Divine Fire." Yang Tian was slightly surprised for a moment, then said calmly.

"Who is it? Get the hell out here!" Hearing this voice, Yi Xing shouted directly.

"It's Yang Tian..." Xiao Bai's big eyes curved like crescent moons, and he chuckled.

No one answered. A cold wind suddenly blew, chilling to the bone, making everyone shiver involuntarily.

"Why is it so cold..." Fatty shrank his head and quickly stepped back.

Bang! A footstep fell. The world changed drastically. Wind rose, and killing wind blew in the hazy void. The clouds in the sky instantly scattered.

When the second step fell, Yi Xing's heart trembled as if struck by a heavy hammer.

Bang! The scene changed again. Strong wind rose, killing wind descended, and a bone-piercing chill spread. Yi Xing shivered all over, his mind suffering a terrible assault.

Bang! When the fourth step fell, the killing wind in the world directly converged into a solid killing sound. Countless shouts of killing began to appear, as if a million troops were fighting, sending chills down the spine.

Yi Xing was enveloped in a huge killing prison. His mind could not break free. This was a powerful mental attack, enough to shatter anyone with weak will.

"What a terrifying divine ability..." Fatty's expression changed. Even outside, he felt mental pressure, his mind sinking into the killing prison, and this was not even aimed at him.

When the fifth step fell, a demon walking out of hell screamed. The killing prison shattered. However, Yi Xing, who had been wandering in the killing prison, suffered severe mental damage. His body twisted, his face pale and bloodless.

"First making one's mind fall into an abyss, then shattering it—could this be the Nine-Revolution Divine Demon Step?" Xiao Ji murmured in his heart, recognizing the technique.

This was the prelude of the first five steps. The true killing techniques were still to come. The wailing of ghosts and howling of gods could crush one's mind. The last three steps were the killing techniques, requiring a very high realm, which Yang Tian had not yet comprehended.

"Pfft..." After three breaths of silence, Yi Xing suddenly spat out a mouthful of heart blood. His vigorous energy and spirit instantly withered, like an old man in his twilight years, trembling all over.

"The killing prison shatters, the mind dies. The fifth step can already kill Emperor-level figures. It seems Yi Xing's mental state is quite high." Yang Tian rubbed his nose and murmured.

"Leaving you alive is a disaster." Seeing Yi Xing's mind beginning to recover, Yang Tian shouted, intending to kill this possessor of the Red Pupil.