Get out

Sensing the icy aura closing in from behind, Wang Yuyao's expression shifted.

Her fingers activated the Profound Water Ring, then tapped lightly on the flying sword beneath her feet.

The Perfect Cloudwater Frostblade instantly shot forth with a brilliant gleam.

Clang!

The next moment, the sword was sent flying back.

Wang Yuyao groaned as blood trickled from her nose and mouth, her already pale complexion turning deathly white without a trace of color.

Yet this counterforce helped her widen the distance from her pursuer once more.

She shoved both a Rejuvenation Pill and a Spirit Restoration Pill into her mouth before continuing her desperate flight.

In her current state, she couldn't possibly focus on refining the medicinal energies.

Using pills this way was extravagantly wasteful—over eighty percent of their potency would be lost.

Wang Yuyao knew this perfectly well, but survival left her no choice.

Both her injuries and spiritual energy had nearly reached their limits.

Without the constant support of these pills, she would have fallen to her pursuer long ago.

Before entering the secret realm, Senior Brother Wang had given her ten Spirit Restoration Pills, ten Rejuvenation Pills, and one Bloodburst Pill.

Now only one of each remained.

Once these last pills were gone, she would be completely defenseless.

Was it time to use the Bloodburst Pill?

The side effects were severe.

If it failed to turn the tide, she would be left in a hopeless situation.

And that was under normal circumstances.

In her current weakened state, taking it might cause her body to collapse outright.

But she had been pushed to the brink—there was no other option.

Resolved, she steeled herself.

Just as she retrieved the Bloodburst Pill and prepared to swallow it—

A faint glow suddenly emanated from the bracelet on her wrist.

"Senior Brother Wang is nearby!"

Her eyes brightened.

This bracelet had also been a gift from Senior Brother Wang.

It was one of a pair—he wore the matching one.

When within ten miles of each other, the bracelets would resonate, revealing their locations.

Now she could vaguely sense his position.

Moreover, he seemed to have detected her as well and was already rushing toward her.

With this thought, she flipped her palm and stowed the Bloodburst Pill away.

Gritting her teeth, she flew toward Wang Jianqiang's direction.

Others might dismiss him as useless, but she knew better—Senior Brother Wang was anything but weak.

In fact, she had always sensed something unfathomable about him.

If she could just reach him, the threat behind her would be easily resolved.

......

High in the sky.

Wang Jianqiang frowned as he traveled.

Not long ago, his Silverlight Bracelet had detected Wang Yuyao's location, prompting him to head toward her.

But gradually, he noticed something amiss.

Her speed was frantic.

She wasn't just traveling—she was fleeing for her life.

The realization made his heart sink, and he instantly accelerated to his maximum speed.

......

Pfft—

Wang Yuyao coughed up blood as she was sent tumbling through the air again.

She shoved the last two pills into her mouth.

"These are the final ones!"

Anxiety crept into her expression.

Her pills were completely exhausted now, yet Senior Brother Wang was still about five miles away.

In her current state, could she even last that long?

Four miles...

Five miles...

Three miles...

......

Moments later.

A faint silhouette flickered into view in the distant sky.

Though she couldn't make out his features, Wang Yuyao knew it was him.

Yet instead of relief, her face filled with resignation.

It was too late.

Her pursuer had caught up and launched another attack.

A wave of bone-chilling cold swept over her, sharpening her mind.

Clenching her teeth, she swallowed the Bloodburst Pill.

Instantly, her blood began to boil violently—like water at a rolling boil.

Crimson energy surged from her blood vessels, merging with her spiritual power and dyeing it blood-red.

Her once-calm energy turned wild and explosive.

Simultaneously, her appearance underwent a drastic change.

Her black hair turned scarlet, and her pupils gleamed with bloody light.

With a flick of her finger, the Cloudwater Frostblade, now shrouded in crimson energy, clashed with the icy bird streaking toward her.

A thunderous crash later—

The ice construct shattered, and the bloody aura around her sword dimmed.

"Oh?"

"A power-boosting pill? You're full of surprises."

A White-skirted Woman appeared less than thirty feet away.

She looked young—barely in her twenties—with delicate features and an elegant, slender figure.

Her beautiful eyes studied Wang Yuyao with amusement before she smirked.

"But this pill's backlash seems severe. You won't last long in this state, will you?"

Wang Yuyao remained silent, turning to flee again.

She knew exactly how dire her condition was.

The rampaging energy was tearing through her muscles, flesh, and even bones.

Already critically injured, she would die if she couldn't dispel this state soon.

"Running?"

The woman chuckled, flicking a finger.

A surge of energy forced Wang Yuyao to turn and block.

Whoosh—

A faint whistling sound preceded the woman appearing before her.

Glancing at the approaching figure in the distance, she taunted,

"Trying to meet up with him?"

"Do you really think he can save you?"

Wang Yuyao glared coldly, refusing to respond.

The woman shook her head with a smile.

"I'd love to know why you have such faith in him, but I'd rather avoid surprises."

"So... die now."

Her finger pointed.

A razor-sharp flying sword shot forth.

Wang Yuyao summoned her own sword, enhancing it at the last moment with the Profound Water Ring's power.

Clang!

The two blades collided.

Wang Yuyao was sent flying, blood spraying from her lips—but she had barely blocked the strike.

"Such a potent boost. That pill must be extraordinary."

The woman marveled before sending her sword streaking toward Wang Yuyao again.

Gritting her teeth, Wang Yuyao raised her sword once more.

An overwhelming force slammed into her like a mountain, scattering her crimson energy and sending her tumbling helplessly through the air.

By now, Wang Jianqiang was less than a mile away, witnessing everything clearly.

"It's over!"

The White-skirted Woman glanced up at him, her flawless face curling into a mocking smile.

A silent taunt: Too late.

Her hand swept down, commanding the flying sword for a final strike.

Seeing this—

Wang Jianqiang's eyes turned glacial.

A green light flared beneath his feet.

As a powerful ripple spread, a whirlwind enveloped him completely.

Propelled by the gale, he crossed the mile-long distance in an instant.

Just as the woman's sword was about to pierce Wang Yuyao—

He appeared before her like a shield.

"Scram!"

The icy command sent the flying sword hurtling back.