69: Chapter 68 Blood River Old Man

As Chen Yinlin's voice fell, the dark figure suddenly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light that shot into the sky with incredible speed.

The Cultivators of the law enforcement team quickly reacted, controlling their artifacts to pursue, but the magic Cultivator was clearly prepared, his movement technique was strange and unpredictable, making several turns in the air, transforming into a ball of blood mist with a bang, reappearing, and actually shaking off the pursuers by a large distance in an instant.

"Blood Escape Technique!"

"Chase!" Chen Yinlin's face changed drastically, and with a command, everyone from the law enforcement team chased after him.

"Hehehe..."

"Chen Family people, I've noted down today's grudge."

Before the dark figure finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light again and disappeared at the end of the Market.

Chen Yinlin's face was ashen, he knew deeply that this pursuit was likely futile.

The magic Cultivator was clearly prepared, not only did he have strange movement techniques, but he was also skilled in using the Blood Escape Technique.

This escape method could not only move quickly but also conceal one's aura, making it extremely difficult to track.

Although the Cultivators of the law enforcement team pursued with all their might, the magic Cultivator was able to widen the distance with every turn.

Cold sneers occasionally came from the air, the magic Cultivator was clearly toying with them.

"Stop him for me!" Seeing this, Chen Yinlin roared in anger, raising his hand to cast a Talisman.

In an instant, the spiritual energy within a radius of one mile was mobilized, forming a huge spiritual net, attempting to trap the magic Cultivator.

However, the dark figure seemed to have anticipated this, sneered, and suddenly rushed into the spiritual net.

He saw him wave both hands, and a blood-colored light curtain instantly unfolded, colliding with the spiritual net.

With a loud bang, a huge crack was torn in the spiritual net, and the magic Cultivator seized the opportunity to slip out.

"Damn it!" Chen Yinlin was furious.

Just when everyone thought the magic Cultivator was about to successfully escape, a large hand formed from spiritual energy suddenly appeared from within the Market, directly enveloping the magic Cultivator's figure.

The magic Cultivator's cold sneer came to an abrupt halt.

His figure was fixed in place, unable to move.

"Who!"

He only heard the magic Cultivator let out a shrill scream: "Who are you, meddling in affairs?

I am the direct Disciple of Blood River Old Man."

Chen Yinlin's heart tightened, and he looked towards the source of the large hand with sharp eyes.

Inside the Market, people were bustling, and the auras of countless Cultivators coming and going were intertwined, making it difficult to discern who was the one who had helped.

"Audacious!"

The magic Cultivator, trapped in the large spiritual energy hand, let out an angry roar, "Do you think you can trap me with this?"

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, he raised both hands, and a blood-colored long saber appeared in his hand.

The saber body glowed with a faint red light, and the saber energy crisscrossed, drawing strange patterns in the air.

The large spiritual energy hand paused slightly, seemingly restrained by some invisible force, but no matter how hard the magic Cultivator struggled, he was still unable to break free from the control of the large spiritual energy hand.

Chen Yinlin was delighted and was about to order support to capture the magic Cultivator, but then he saw the magic Cultivator suddenly let out a long howl towards the sky: "Revered Master!

Your Disciple is trapped here, come quickly and save me!"

Following his cry, a majestic wave of blood energy descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Market.

The air instantly became thick, as if it had been stained with a layer of dark red mist.

Chen Yinlin only felt his breath catch, and the speed at which the spiritual energy circulated within his body slowed down.

"Not good, it's a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Before the words finished, a streak of blood light tore through the air from the distant sky.

Wherever the blood light passed, the spiritual energy in the air was actually ripped apart, turning into a dead silent vacuum zone.

Chen Yinlin's pupils contracted sharply.

The blood light arrived in an instant, revealing a blood-robed old man standing above the Market, stepping on a blood-red great cauldron.

He saw the Blood River Old Man wave his hand, and the large hand condensed from spiritual energy in the air instantly collapsed.

The figure of the Blood River Old Man's direct Disciple simultaneously blurred in the blood light, eventually transforming into a ball of blood mist and dissipating.

When he reappeared, he was already standing beside the Blood River Old Man.

Chen Yinlin's eyes widened in anger, staring intently at the blood-stained sky: "Blood River Old Man, you are truly audacious, daring to cause trouble in my Qingya Mountain Range."

The Blood River Old Man stood on the blood-red great cauldron, thick blood energy swirling around him, his gaze cold as he swept over Chen Yinlin and the law enforcement team Cultivators below.

His aura was incredibly powerful, revealing his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, instantly causing the entire Market to tremble.

"Chen Yinlin, you're quite bold."

The Blood River Old Man sneered, "Just a mere ninth-level Qi Refining Cultivator, not even at Foundation Establishment, yet you dare to shout at this old man?"

Chen Yinlin's face was ashen.

He could feel the bloody malevolent energy emanating from the Blood River Old Man, an nauseating aura, as if the entire world had been stained dark red.

But he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and shouted sternly: "Blood River Old Man, you clearly know that the Qingya Mountain Range is the territory of my Chen Family, yet you dare to commit atrocities here.

You are simply courting death.

Are you not afraid that my Chen Family Old Ancestor will emerge and suppress you here?"

A fierce look flashed in the Blood River Old Man's eyes: "Chen Family Old Ancestor?"

He paused, a cold sneer curling up at the corner of his mouth, "Hahaha, if Chen Qingyuan were here, I naturally wouldn't dare to be presumptuous.

Unfortunately, he's not here, and maybe..."

Just then.

A figure in white clothes like snow, with fluttering robes, slowly walked out from the crowd in the Market.

Her figure appeared particularly cold under the blood-colored sky.

She was wearing a plain white long dress, her sleeves fluttering, like a Fairy untouched by dust.

Sunlight shone through her sleeves, seeming to condense a layer of faint golden light around her.

Although this light was not dazzling, it gave people a feeling of peace and tranquility, forming a stark contrast with the surrounding blood energy.

"Was it you who just used spiritual energy to confine my Disciple?" The Blood River Old Man's eyes revealed a fierce look as he stared at the female Cultivator before him and questioned her.

"That's right."

The white-clothed woman's voice was clear and indifferent, with a hint of nonchalance in her tone, as if the Blood River Old Man posed no threat to her.

The Blood River Old Man frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the woman, a look of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

"You are not from the Chen Family, why meddle in affairs?

If you are sensible, retreat quickly, and this old man will not pursue the matter of you harming my Disciple today."

The white-clothed woman smiled slightly, her voice still calm: "I see your actions are cruel, your body is filled with dense malevolent energy, and you are haunted by vengeful spirits.

You must be someone who indiscriminately kills the innocent.

If I don't stop you today, I fear this Qingya Mountain Range will once again be stained with the blood of the innocent."

A cold light flashed in the Blood River Old Man's eyes, and he sneered: "Hahaha, what big talk!

Just an early Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you dare to block me?

Simply shameless boasting!"

He saw the Blood River Old Man let out a cold snort, wave his right hand, and the blood cauldron beneath his feet instantly expanded by several zhang.

Demonic energy crisscrossed, bringing forth a bloody storm.

"Since you insist on meddling, don't blame this old man for being merciless!"

A cold light flared brightly in the Blood River Old Man's eyes.

Blood energy surged around him, and his entire person seemed to transform into a ball of blood mist, carrying monstrous malevolent energy as it pounced towards the white-clothed woman.

The white-clothed woman's expression remained unchanged.

She gently raised her jade-like hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy escaped from her fingertip, condensing into a crystal-clear barrier in the air.

Mysterious patterns flowed on the surface of the barrier, subtly resisting the Blood River Old Man's blood energy.

"Boom!"

The Blood River Old Man's blood-colored great cauldron heavily struck the barrier, instantly stirring up a surge of vital energy.

However, the barrier remained motionless, instead bouncing the Blood River Old Man's attack back.

The Blood River Old Man's face changed.

He hurriedly moved the cauldron horizontally to protect himself, but was shaken back several steps by the rebounding force.