Redemption of a Born Demon

Around the battlefield, observers from various countries and factions across the world had already registered the East King’s movements.

"Target is fleeing the battlefield at high speed! Target is fleeing the battlefield at high speed!"

"Track him by any means necessary!"

"We’re in full pursuit. The target’s speed is extremely high... he’s entered the city... the target... is gone!"

"..."

The world’s major intelligence agencies scrambled into action, but in the end, none were able to keep a tail on the East King.

It couldn’t be helped. Although the East King had previously acted with brazen arrogance, never bothering to hide his tracks, that didn’t mean he lacked the ability or methods to do so.

On the contrary, the surface layer of his skin was composed almost entirely of Earth Immortal Flesh and Blood, which possessed a powerful shielding function. If he so wished, he could block any form of perception, create illusions of concealment, and even evade Yi Beidou’s Celestial Demon Sensing.

「On the battlefield.」

Yi Beidou watched the direction the East King had fled. He felt his own senses being blocked by his opponent, and soon, he lost the man’s trail completely.

He didn’t give chase. His Physical Ability had indeed hit rock bottom. If he continued using the Jade Power, he could probably manage another three to five explosive moves at most. Defeating an East King who had fully recovered to his peak state was impossible.

If the East King had dared to fight back instead of fleeing, Yi Beidou would have likely faced another life-or-death crisis.

Unfortunately, his opponent had lost his nerve. But then again, this was an entirely predictable outcome.

Whether they were Ancient Ones or Sleepers, they all prioritized themselves above all else. They would never risk their own safety unless it was absolutely necessary.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The sound of several figures cutting through the air was heard, and Zhou Qingchen and the others appeared before Yi Beidou.

"Are you all right?"

Zhou Qingchen looked Yi Beidou up and down, sensing the strange power emanating from him—a power distinct from Magnetic Force. A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"I’m more or less fine. It’s just a shame my opponent escaped."

Yi Beidou felt a pang of regret.

If he had managed to kill the East King and obtain the Penglai Earth Immortal’s flesh and blood within him, he might have been able to use Synesthesia again to acquire more secret information.

For instance, how exactly Penglai Immortal Island was destroyed, and why the Earth Immortals vanished from the world.

He had to admit, these old monsters who had existed for ages truly had unfathomable methods and trump cards. Who could have guessed that the East King had a magical Peach of Immortality hidden inside him, capable of instantly restoring a living being to their peak condition? Such a thing was simply beyond all reason.

"These old bastards are as slippery as eels," Ding Huiyuan lamented. Capturing or killing these ancient beings was indeed exceedingly difficult.

"The battle is over. Let’s leave this place. I’m afraid I’ll need all of you to act as my Protectors," Yi Beidou said.

He was still in the Perfect State, and once it was released, he would inevitably suffer a backlash.

Hearing this, the group nodded slightly and prepared to depart.

Before they left, Yi Beidou seemed to sense something. His gaze flickered toward a distant spot outside the battlefield.

There, he sensed a vast, restrained aura. His eyes fell upon a young man standing on high ground, who smiled and nodded at him. The man didn’t linger; he immediately turned and left, his figure vanishing without a trace.

This was none other than Long Yichen, who had rushed here from Gibraltar.

Although he had reached the battlefield, he didn’t rashly try to make contact with Yi Beidou.

The timing was sensitive. Yi Beidou had just finished a great battle and was likely in a weakened state. If Long Yichen approached him now, regardless of whether he expressed good or ill intentions, it would seem like he was taking advantage of the situation, which could sour their potential relationship.

Therefore, he had deliberately revealed his aura, allowing Yi Beidou to notice his presence, but chose not to approach immediately. This was a better way to express his attitude and lay the groundwork for a positive future exchange.

"Interesting. Truly interesting. You really didn’t disappoint me. I look forward to your next battle," the Beretta Incarnation murmured to itself before turning to leave as well.

Some of the observers around the battlefield kept their focus on Yi Beidou’s group, while the rest dispersed to report more detailed information to their respective headquarters.

For a time, silence returned to the battlefield. Only the ground, which looked as if it had been plowed by artillery shells, bore witness to the terrifying battle that had just taken place—a battle sufficient to alter the global landscape.

「Donghua, Special Security Bureau Headquarters.」

Everyone stared at the screen, which had lost its signal as the observers withdrew. They were silent, as if still processing the battle they had just witnessed, a battle that defied all common sense.

The entire sequence of events had been a roller coaster of ups and downs, keeping everyone on the edge of their seats.

"Simply... incredible..."

Shu Xuanji said, letting out a long breath. Although she was a Saint Expert, she had been so focused on the battle on the screen that she only now realized a cold sweat had broken out on her back.

At this moment, it felt as if a great mountain had settled upon her heart.

Not long ago, she and eight other Saint Realm experts had joined forces to fight the East King. Now, the terrifying sense of oppression he exuded still lingered in her mind, refusing to dissipate.

It was a terrifying feeling, one with no end in sight, one that offered no hope of ever being surpassed.

It even made her question the very path she walked.

’With a mortal body, can one truly fight against such a terrifying existence? Against the power of Myth left behind from ancient times?’