I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 864
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Chapter 864: The Frantic Escape
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An Lin and the others were finally beginning to panic.
They had only just managed to escape from the Opposite Shore Realm with great difficulty to arrive at the Holy Glacial Lands, where they thought they would be able to make a graceful farewell to their enemies. However, what they didn’t expect was that they were still unable to engage in spatial travel even in the Holy Glacial Lands!
Why was this happening?!
Their most effective escape tool had deserted them, how were they supposed to get away now?!
The Wild Saber Immortal behind them wasn’t much of a threat.
However, the Divine Bat Emperor was a massive threat! They were thinking that they could hide in spatial passageways to escape detection, but that was not the case. How were they supposed to outrun the Dao Integration Stage Divine Bat Emperor?
“Hurry! Little Xiao! Go faster!”
“Fly as fast as you can!”
An Lin panted heavily as he spoke with difficulty.
“Master, I’m already flying as fast as I can!” Xiao Ze gritted his teeth. He had already unleashed a mystical technique that had elevated his speed to be comparable to that of a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure.
Xu Xiaolan shot a glance at An Lin. “Can a patient like you stop talking and just rest? You don’t need to worry about things here!”
An Lin chuckled lightly. “Xiaolan, why aren’t you carrying me anymore?”
Xu Xiaolan’s expression darkened. “Do you like being carried like a princess that much?”
“No! I only like being carried like a princess by you!” An Lin replied with a serious expression.
Xu Xiaolan: “…”
“Can you please stop flirting at a time like this?” The groundhog was unable to bear this any longer.
“Moo? They’re flirting?” Ao Niu stared with a dumbstruck expression at An Lin, who was lying on his black brick.
The groundhog heaved a faint forlorn sigh, and it suddenly wished the frog was back in its life. At least, it would have someone with a high EQ to talk to then.
An Lin wasn’t just lying around doing nothing; he was currently in the process of sending out frantic voice transmissions.
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The signal wasn’t great in the Holy Glacial Lands, but it was better than at the Opposite Shore Realm, where there was no signal at all!
“Doo doo…”
Finally, a voice transmission had gone through!
An Lin was extremely excited.
“Hello, An Lin, what do you need me for?”
A woman’s soft voice sounded from the other end, and it sounded like the most heavenly music to An Lin.
That’s right, in a situation like this, this voice was the heavenly music of retribution!
“Hey! Human piggy bank, you finally picked up! Waah, I’m so happy!” Tears almost flowed down An Lin’s face from excitement.
“Doo doo doo…” The voice transmission was snuffed out.
An Lin: “…”
Xu Xiaolan: “…”
All the beasts: “…”
An Lin immediately knew what he had done wrong. He was too excited and had accidentally referred to Lin Junjun by his nickname for her! Dear God, did he want everyone to die?!
He immediately sent through another voice transmission.
Thankfully, Lin Junjun didn’t throw a tantrum and refuse to answer.
The voice transmission talisman was instantly picked up.
“What do you want?” Lin Junjun’s voice had cooled significantly.
“I’m sorry, Celestial Maiden Tian Yu, I was wrong!” An Lin immediately offered an apology before cutting straight to the chase, “I’m requesting reinforcements from the Heavenly Court! I’m being chased down by an enemy!”
“Haha… Even the Small War God of the Heavenly Court has been reduced to such a pitiful state?” Lin Junjun’s mood seemed to have improved significantly. “An enemy even you can’t take care of, is it a Return to Void Stage mighty figure?”
“No, it’s the Dao Integration Stage Divine Bat Emperor,” An Lin replied with a solemn expression.
The chuckling from the other end instantly faltered.
Lin Junjun: “…”
“You’re not lying to me, are you?!” Lin Junjun exclaimed in shock.
“Hehe, the Small War God of the Heavenly Court is about to become a deceased legend if I talk with you for a few more minutes!” An Lin chuckled coldly.
“How do you get into so much trouble wherever you go?” Lin Junjun took a deep breath and said, “I’ll inform my father immediately. Don’t hang up, my father will trace your presence to find you!”
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An Lin was suddenly struck by a sense of deja vu upon hearing this.
Back when the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue reconstructed Xiaolan’s dao foundation, didn’t he trace their presence over a voice transmission talisman as well? He had always felt like this was quite an awesome skill. When would he become as outstanding as all these supreme beings?
Lin Junjun was not going to delay on something like this, and she immediately set off at full speed toward where the Celestial Thearch was in seclusion.
The voice transmission talisman fell silent.
An Lin gripped it tightly in his hands while maintaining the connection as instructed.
Behind him, Dongfang Zhuangshi continued to defend against the violent torrent of attacks that were thrown at them by the Wild Saber Immortal.
“Hahaha… You’re all screwed! The Divine Bat Emperor is getting here as we speak, none of you will be able to escape!” The Wild Saber Immortal slashed one saber projection after another, each of which possessed the power to part heaven and earth.
The groundhog stared with wide eyes at the Wild Saber Immortal’s saber techniques. “What powerful saber techniques! The saber intent is extremely pure, and its saber strikes are not only violently powerful but also seemingly endless, giving the enemy no chance to catch their breath! How stunning!”
An Lin suggested expressionlessly, “Hey, how about we kick the groundhog out as bait to distract the enemy?”
Xu Xiaolan nodded without hesitation. “I second that idea!”
Cheering on an ally was acceptable, but what the f*ck was this groundhog doing cheering on the enemy? What was the point of keeping such a traitorous groundhog?
The groundhog’s body trembled as it came to its senses. “Don’t do it! I was wrong! What unsightly saber techniques! I only said what I just did because I was blind! Senior An Lin, please spare me!”
The groundhog knelt to the ground and begged for its life.
An Lin rolled his eyes. This was supposed to be the leader of the Divine Bat Emperor’s Divine Guardian Squad. The Divine Bat Emperor would probably be driven crazy by rage if it saw how the groundhog was acting now.
Thus, everyone advanced for several thousand kilometers under this tense atmosphere. They finally caught sight of the border in the extremely far distance. That was the border between the Holy Glacial Lands and the Kingdom of the Nine States.
“Make a last-ditch effort, Little Xiao! We’ll be able to use spatial manipulation once we get to the Kingdom of the Nine States!” An Lin encouraged.
“Don’t worry, Master. I’ll carry you to the Kingdom of the Nine States even if I die!” Xiao Ze had been using his mystic technique this entire time and was on the brink of collapse. A self-preservation instinct was the only thing that was still spurring him on.
An Lin’s expression darkened. “I’m telling you to make an extra effort, why are you replying like you’re reading out your will?”
Rumble…
In the distance, an extremely fearsome aura suddenly swept forth.
An Lin mentally kicked himself again for jinxing everything…
“Hahaha… The Divine Bat Emperor is here! You’re all dead!” The Wild Saber Immortal chortled with glee as it pounced toward An Lin and the others, only to be swatted aside by Dongfang Zhuangshi.
An Lin looked back to discover a blue figure beginning to appear in the distance.
This was an indescribably massive bat.
The flames of hell seemed to be burning in its crimson eyes. That’s right, even though it was a bat, it did have eyes. Each flap of its blue wings sent ripples through space, and it was moving faster than Xiao Ze even though Xiao Ze was using a mystic technique.
Crap, they were about to be chased down!
A chill ran down An Lin’s spine.
“Demonic Blood Kirin, I’ve finally found you! Forget about escaping!”
Extremely powerful blue sound waves pierced through space before crashing into everyone’s body. In that instant, everyone felt as if both their physical bodies and souls were being torn apart.
“Pfff…” Xiao Ze was on the brink of collapse already, and he involuntarily threw up a mouthful of blood upon being struck by the sudden attack.
An Lin’s condition was also quite feeble, and he too threw up a mouthful of blood.
Xu Xiaolan, Ao Niu, and the groundhog all also sustained internal injuries from the sound waves.
The Divine Bat Emperor only had to utter a single sentence to wound everyone!
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