Monarch Night

The Heavenly King Flute really couldn’t care less about his reputation right now.

Because he realized that if he didn’t urgently seek help, if no one came to stop Sun Wutian, he would definitely die at his hands today!

This Old Demon seemed hell-bent on their mutual destruction!

Anyone would think that he had slaughtered Sun Wutian’s one and only child across eight generations...

Walking along, reflecting as he went.

What exactly have I done? What on earth did I do?

No matter what, the Heavenly King Flute never imagined that Sun Wutian was hunting him down because he had just assassinated Fang Tu.

Because that’s absolutely impossible!

That was the Guardian!

Sun Wutian wasn’t crazy enough to stand up for the Guardian, was he?

Throughout the journey, Ning Zai Fei pondered over absurd reasons like ’Did my lack of filial piety provoke Sun Wutian’s wrath?’ several times.

His self-reflection had reached an extreme.

But he still couldn’t figure it out!

"Chief Protector... Do you know my master?" Ning Zai Fei asked, sprinting desperately.

"I know your mother! I know all the women of your ancestors eighteen generations back! I met them all in bed!"

Sun Wutian cursed fiercely, "Don’t run, you bastard!"

No matter what, the Heavenly King Flute was ranked eighth on the Cloud Weapon List, a figure not to be trifled with. How could he tolerate such insults? He exploded with rage: "Chief Protector, involving family and ancestors is crossing the line!"

"I don’t care about your ancestors!"

Hearing this guy still trying to establish a connection at this moment, Sun Wutian became even more furious.

The chase became even crazier!

From afar.

Emperor Ye saw the path engulfed in dust and smoke, mountains collapsing, and couldn’t help but gasp: "Who has Ning Zai Fei provoked?"

The momentum of the pursuer was terrifying.

Emperor Ye hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to catch up and have a look, at most invisibly. Because, logically, the pursuer of Ning Zai Fei must be someone from the Guardian side.

It’s a natural alliance, shouldn’t be dangerous.

But even as Emperor Ye desperately chased, the distance between him and the two in front kept increasing!

Slowly he could only see traces of the chase.

"So fast... Did Ning Zai Fei really use the Blood Burning Skill? This fast?" Even Emperor Ye was shocked.

Being forced to use the Blood Burning Skill to escape. Who is this person?

...

Weiwo Sect Headquarters.

Yan Nan received the plea for help from the Heavenly King Flute and was shocked: "What’s going on? Why is Sun Wutian hunting you?! What did you do to provoke him?"

After a while, Ning Zai Fei sent a message: "Vice Sect Master, I’ve used the Blood Burning Skill three times and still can’t shake him off, that old bastard’s gone mad!"

Yan Nan was bewildered.

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t understand why Sun Wutian suddenly went crazy chasing after the Heavenly King Flute?

This doesn’t connect at all, does it?

Even if Sun Wutian were to go mad, the one he should be hunting must be the Ningxue Sword, right?

Yan Nan immediately messaged Sun Wutian: "What are you doing?! Stop chasing Ning Zai Fei!"

No response.

Sun Wutian was so focused on the chase he didn’t even care to reply to messages. Plus, the chase only ignited his fury even more.

If it weren’t for that Ningxue Sword jerk, I would have killed the Heavenly King Flute by now.

That bastard knocked me down farther in the realm!

Causing such frustration from a pursuit lasting so long without killing him.

Sun Wutian outright ignored the message, forcing Yan Nan to send another communication to Duan Xiyang: "Go see, Sun Wutian is chasing Ning Zai Fei, seems unyielding, go see what’s up."

Duan Xiyang replied, "I’m watching."

Yan Nan raged: "Just go persuade him."

"Don’t feel like persuading. I’m watching the show."

This statement sent Yan Nan into a frenzy.

"Duan Xiyang!!"

Yan Nan shouted Duan Xiyang’s full name.

Which showed Yan Nan was truly angry.

"I’m going now!"

Duan Xiyang relented.

Yan Nan didn’t even respond, directly tossing the Communication Jade.

"A bunch of troublemaking bastards!"

...

Duan Xiyang was already in the Southeast, how could he not notice what was happening here? It was already turning the world upside down!

He’d been watching the commotion all along.

Even secretly encouraging Sun Wutian in his heart: Don’t disappoint me, if you catch him and don’t dare to kill, then you’re nothing but a coward, Sun Wutian.

But being directly called out by Yan Nan, ignoring it seemed wrong.

He emerged from the void, thrusting a spear backward.

Then pursued Sun Wutian and the two.

Watching the spectacle is one thing, but letting others reap the benefits is not acceptable!

A gust of spear wind shot backward in an instant, ten meters behind, transforming into a cover-the-sky mass of spear wind, howling forth.

The pursuer Emperor Ye was frantically hurrying along, not expecting the path ahead to suddenly turn into a rain of spears and arrows.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... It directly crashed down upon him like the heavens collapsing.

"Shit..."

Emperor Ye exclaimed, fully activating the Nightmare Divine Technique, his long sword tapping out repeatedly.

Meanwhile, his body swiftly retreated, stepping on the air!

The million spear winds pushed Emperor Ye back thousands of feet before finally disappearing.

Emperor Ye’s face turned pale, his form appeared, and he spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes fixed ahead, full of shock.

"White Bone Shattering Dream Spear! This is Duan Xiyang? This... really... strong!"

With the appearance of the White Bone Shattering Dream Spear, Emperor Ye knew there was no chance left for him to benefit from this encounter.

Emperor Ye sighed and sped away.

This murky water, I can’t wade through it.

Also, my mind is occupied with Fang Che, how’s my little brother doing?

...

Ning Zai Fei was already disheveled, spitting blood repeatedly, desperately fleeing, now relentlessly using the Blood Burning Skill to escape. He didn’t even dare to fight anymore.