"Chase!"
Dong Gong let out an angry roar, and then a large amount of yellow light surged from his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a stream of light and flew to the place where Zhao Sheng had fallen into the sea, rushing into the sea.
If he were to let a mere Qi Refining junior slip through his fingers, where would he, a late-stage Foundation Establishment ancestor, put his face?
Upon seeing this, Lian Yue Sanren's eyes flashed with a strange light. After letting out a charming laugh, she turned back and inserted the magical water phoenix hairpin into her hair, and then chased after them.
puff!
A ripple spread across the water, and the person on the sea had vanished without a trace.
As soon as Zhao Sheng entered the water, his body transformed into an extremely agile fish. With a gentle sway and kick, his body suddenly darted several feet downwards.
In no time at all, they had already dived to a depth of more than 20 zhang (approximately 63 meters).
At that moment, a powerful divine sense suddenly swept across his body. Zhao Sheng was startled and felt a strong killing intent coming from above. The divine sense was stuck to him like a leech, impossible to shake off.
In his previous life, he was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so he was well aware that if he couldn't escape the other party's spiritual sense range, he would be caught up sooner or later and suffer a tragic end.
After all, Master Dong was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the difference in their cultivation levels was too great; it was not something that could be won by trickery.
Let alone hoping to win, even escaping from the other side would be a stroke of luck.
As Zhao Sheng's thoughts flashed, the seawater above shone brightly with yellow light, and countless yellow light blades easily pierced through the thick seawater, slashing towards Zhao Sheng's head, chest, abdomen, and limbs.
Zhao Sheng's expression hardened. Without turning his head, he quickly submerged, throwing out two second-tier water-mine talismans.
Boom!
Two muffled explosions rang out above his head. The seawater within a radius of seven or eight zhang suddenly began to boil and churn, with countless turbulent currents churning and countless tiny bubbles spreading around, densely packed like foam.
In an instant, the nearby seawater was turned into a complete mess, and the water situation was extremely chaotic.
Zhao Sheng felt his divine sense being interrupted by the water mine behind him. After snorting, spiritual energy surged out from under his feet, transforming into a powerful repulsive force, instantly increasing his descent speed several times over.
He had already made up his mind. Now was not the time to hesitate. He would rather expend more spiritual energy to get out of the range of divine sense as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, once the other side catches up, it will be too late for him to run. However, he was still very confident in himself, after all, the sea was his home turf.
Seeing that the boy was trying to slip away in the chaos, a cold glint flashed in Dong Gong's eyes, and his hands, shrouded in yellow light, slashed down fiercely.
Two enormous light blades flew out of his hand.
The light blade seemed to ignore the seawater barrier, instantly traversing twenty feet of space and striking Zhao Sheng's back.
As the blade of light approached, an intense shadow of death suddenly loomed over Zhao Sheng's mind.
He suddenly shivered and jerked both hands back.
One hand flew out a huge, thick, pitch-black tortoise shell, while the other hand emitted a large amount of blue light, which transformed into layers of tough water walls.
"puff"
The light blade swiftly sliced into the water wall, as easily as a hot knife through butter, and in the blink of an eye, the water wall was shattered into pieces, turning into ordinary seawater.
At the same time, the light blade struck the tortoise shell, and with a "crack," the shell split in two, completely destroying it.
After breaking through two lines of defense, the light blade's speed decreased significantly, and its size shrank by nearly half.
Zhao Sheng showed no remorse whatsoever for the destruction of the "Turtle Shield" magical artifact.
Without even glancing at it, he reached for his storage pouch at his waist with one hand, and two pale blue mines, each the size of a head, flew out one after the other, crashing neatly into the light blade.
Boom!
The seawater exploded instantly, and amidst the raging lightning, the light blades flashed a few times before turning into fireflies.
Seeing that he had failed again, Dong Gong was both shocked and furious!
In the Shattered Star Sea, due to the environment, cultivators have always been most skilled in underwater combat.
As a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, Master Dong had lived for nearly two hundred years and had experienced countless underwater battles.
But he had never met a slippery little devil like Zhao Sheng.
After only a short delay, Lian Yue Sanren caught up with Dong Gong.
Watching Zhao Sheng flee further and further away, almost out of her divine sense range, her eyes flashed with a strange light, and she transmitted her thoughts through divine sense: "Senior Brother Dong, that kid is so agile, I'm increasingly convinced that he's connected to that person!"
"Chase!"
Upon hearing this, Dong Gong descended swiftly without the slightest hesitation, his figure flashing with a dazzling yellow light as he eagerly pursued Zhao Sheng.
A distance of twenty zhang (approximately 33 meters) would be covered in the blink of an eye in the air, but underwater it would undoubtedly be much slower.
With the bloodline of the Spirit Clan, Zhao Sheng can be considered the darling of the sea. With the aid of spiritual power, his underwater speed is not only no slower than that of Dong Gong and the other two, but is even slightly faster.
During the pursuit, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators launched several more attacks, but all of them were blocked by talismans.
Zhao Sheng had so many talismans in his hands that it seemed like he could never use them all, and he generously scattered them out to stop the two pursuers.
Faced with such an arrogant junior Qi Refining cultivator, Master Dong was furious.
However, in the special underwater environment, he was unable to do anything to Zhao Sheng for the time being.
Unless the two are less than ten feet apart, he can use his magical weapon to deliver a powerful blow to that kid.
The three of them grew further and further apart, and in the blink of an eye, they had descended to the seabed thousands of feet deep.
Upon arriving here, the surrounding environment was pitch black, rendering sight useless; they could only use their divine sense to lock onto Zhao Sheng.
At this moment, Dong Gong sensed that the boy was about to leave the range of his divine sense. With a determined heart, a point of golden light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows and flashed into Zhao Sheng's back.
The next moment, Dong Gong was filled with shame and anger, and watched with great resentment as the boy "disappeared" from his consciousness.
Seeing his appearance, Lian Yue Sanren had a guess in her mind, but she still added fuel to the fire by transmitting her voice, "Senior Brother Dong, that kid... did he escape?"
Dong Gong gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, he can't escape! I have already planted a divine soul mark on him. Even if he dives into the ocean trench, I will catch him."
Lian Yue Sanren was startled upon hearing this.
You should know that the Soul Imprint is a forbidden technique that kills a thousand enemies but also harms eight hundred of your own.
To unleash this forbidden technique, one must sacrifice a wisp of their divine soul.
Furthermore, injuries to the soul are among the most difficult to heal in the world, which reveals the extent of Dong Gong's resolute intentions.
Meanwhile, after escaping, Zhao Sheng remained vigilant and swam with all his might into the deeper sea.
Zhao Sheng dived to the seabed in one breath. After touching the sand and rocks, he quickly burrowed into the sand and released a spirit-concealing talisman to suppress his aura to the extreme.
However, even after doing so, Zhao Sheng remained uneasy, a strong sense of crisis lingering in his mind.
After a few breaths, his body tensed, his heart pounded, and his sense of crisis grew stronger, as if an enemy could strike at any moment.
"wrong!"
Zhao Sheng suddenly emerged from the sand. Although he didn't know what method Dong Gong and the other man had used, he realized that they could still track him down.
Zhao Sheng believed his intuition was correct.
Therefore, without hesitation, he pushed off the ground with all his might, and his body shot out suddenly, fleeing towards a deeper and farther place.
He had only been gone for less than twenty breaths when Dong Gong suddenly appeared from the darkness.
Sensing the rapidly receding soul imprint, Dong Gong was filled with rage: "Damn it, I was just one step too late!"