Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2345 183: Departure (Part 2)

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In the crumbling Cloud Sky Realm, the top Mahayana cultivators—Xiahou Demon, True Man Gai, the Master of Quiet Cave, and Heavenly Monarch Chao—faced devastating defeat against the overwhelming might of Tianshang Buddha Lord, leaving the battlefield in chaos and despair. Wang Ba, gripped by shock and confusion over the doomed battle, suddenly found himself ensnared by an irresistible suction from the Northern Great Bodhisattva's sleeves amid the collapsing realm membrane. Desperately countering with a deceptive sword-light strike and a shadowy avian transformation, he shattered an illusion of his form to break free, only to be swiftly trapped in a vast golden net of arrays beyond the realm.

The streak of azure light traveled at an astonishing velocity. Even with the net forming an impenetrable barrier, it darted away right before the net could close completely, coming to rest at the edge of a crumbling protective shield.

Beneath that shield stood the skinny elder, the young man dressed in red robes, and the rest of their group.

The collapse of the entire Azure Dragon Mountain Range had been triggered by the earlier crash of the Ten Thousand Headed Lion Beast. As a result, all cultivators from the Three Sects were compelled to flee their sect homes.

Fear and disorder shone clearly in the eyes of the cultivators, barely hidden beneath a facade of composure.

The skinny elder and the young man in red robes both displayed utter hopelessness in their gazes.

Facing such a catastrophic event, the Cloud Sky Realm itself risked total annihilation, making the fate of the Three Sects seem even more precarious.

The azure light streak halted briefly, unveiling Wang Ba's form, who had no chance to utter a word. With a flick of his sleeve, he gathered everyone from the Three Sects below into it, and then the bird-like wings on his back beat powerfully, turning him once more into a blur of azure brilliance that shot away at top speed!

Right as he vanished, a mesh woven from countless glowing orbs and the palm of the gray-robed monk slammed down, striking nothing but emptiness.

"This rascal moves with such incredible speed!"

Rage flared in the gray-robed monk's chest. As he watched the azure streak flicker rapidly across his vision, heading back toward the outer regions, he pursued with desperate haste.

Swoosh—

Wang Ba pierced through the Realm Membrane.

Before him unfolded dazzling Buddha lights, shimmering faintly in the far-off emptiness of the Realm Sea. In front of the massive Seated Buddha, two silhouettes confronted one another, shrouded in laws that obscured clear sight.

Innumerable clashes erupted throughout the surrounding void!

Without question, it was the site of the battle between the Tianshang Buddha Lord and Master Chao.

Gazing from a distance at the spot where the two Mahayana powerhouses faced off, Wang Ba felt a weight in his heart yet didn't waver for an instant. He quickly detected the position and then surged forward toward the strongest signal he perceived!

That path ran directly opposite the fray involving the two Mahayana fighters.

Wang Ba refused to waste even a second. Though he yearned to depart, the outer space had already been ensnared by the Heaven and Earth Net. Moments after emerging, over a dozen Arhat forms materialized suddenly in the void beyond, shifting into clusters of golden radiance to intercept his escape!

"Anyone who stands in my way must perish!"

Cold fury gleamed in Wang Ba's eyes as his hand, smooth as jade, thrust forward like a colossal ape shifting peaks, smashing savagely at the glowing clusters in front!

Boom!

The figures of more than ten Arhats burst instantly from those light clusters, exploding into fragments!

"What nerve!"

A roar thundered from behind, echoing like a lion's bellow that rattled the spirit.

"The Northern Great Bodhisattva... he's still after me, closing in relentlessly!"

Wang Ba's spirits plummeted. Without time to rally the Arhats ahead, he summoned the azure gales to shatter their formation and pressed deeper into the void with urgent speed!

At the same time, the gray-robed monk trailed right behind, bulldozing through the Arhats who had barely reformed, his gaze ablaze with the flames of the Three Poisons, as if ready to consume everything, betraying none of the poise expected from a virtuous senior monk.

"Escape is impossible for you!"

The gray-robed monk bellowed from a distance.

Wang Ba ignored the taunt, concentrating fully with taut nerves as he charged ahead, his sight locked on the remote void while probing the gaps in space and computing rapidly:

"A little further... just a bit more..."

He poured every ounce of effort into it, but clearly, this was the dire predicament that Bai Lechan and Master Chao had warned about.

Lingering aimlessly in this place held no purpose for him any longer.

With the Three Sects now safe under his protection, his sole worry was Master Chao's well-being...

Still, it remained the same as always: no matter how many motives pulled him to remain, bearing the duty for Little Cang World's security meant his own survival took absolute priority.

Right now, fleeing this area offered the best guarantee of safety.

His mind stirred with the intent to activate the Escape and Dissolve Divine Skill toward the detected spot. But as expected, it proved futile.

"The area's been sealed off!"

Wang Ba's heart dropped.

Boom!

A barrage of attacks hurtled toward him, but he demolished them in a flash!

Refusing to hesitate, the azure light streak hurtled into the void, suddenly vibrating in harmony before halting, and he extended his hand to test the space.

Mid-extension, his palm met an unyielding barrier, like slamming into a solid wall, blocking any further advance!

"It's that ancient void barrier!"

Wang Ba immediately remembered the unseen obstruction he had hit upon first entering the Cloud Sky Realm, when True Man Ba and True Man Nie piloted the Flying Dao Treasure—precisely like this, only tougher now than before.

With his guess confirmed, dread surged within him!

He didn't dare stay put; the shadowy wings at his back fluttered, causing him to blink slightly and reappear nearby.

Boom—

Over ten massive golden palm strikes thundered through the void!

However, as though an unseen partition in the emptiness halted these assaults flat on one level.

Soon after, the gray-robed monk arrived, staring intently at Wang Ba with a face twisted in wrath.

He had never anticipated that Layman Taiyi could flee with such velocity, leaving him struggling to keep pace, and with one failed strike after another, his temper was on the verge of erupting.

But now, witnessing the foe finally ensnared, pinned within their pre-set trap designed for Mahayana foes, a surge of glee rose in him, even prompting a sneer as he declared:

"Layman Taiyi, what tricks do you have left?"

Wang Ba pressed back against the invisible barrier, feeling its unbreakable, awe-inspiring presence, his face remarkably composed—defying the Northern Great Bodhisattva's assumptions—and he replied in a hushed tone:

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