Boom!
Thunder cracked apart the sky as a bolt of blue lightning as thick as a pillar descended like an executioner's axe, slamming ferociously into Fang Yuan's body.
He had transformed into the Ancient Sword Flood Dragon, bracing himself under the Reverse Flow Protection Seal.
The moment the lightning struck, an irresistible surge of force crashed into him, sending him plummeting from the sky.
The bolt reflected back toward Jing Lan, the Thunder Ghost Immortal Master. She let out a cold laugh, her eyes swirling, and actually absorbed every trace of the reflected lightning into herself.
Fang Yuan struggled to raise his head, thrashing his dragon body. He nearly crashed into the ground, narrowly scraping past a towering peak before dragging his enormous form back up into the sky with tremendous effort.
"What a little worm…" Jing Lan sneered, lunging toward Fang Yuan once more.
Her speed was terrifying. Fang Yuan's Ancient Sword Flood Dragon transformation, even when supplemented by the Sword Escape Immortal Gu, couldn't match Jing Lan's velocity.
In truth, Fang Yuan's speed was already exceptional — peak-level among Seventh Transformation Gu Immortals. In the Northern Plains, only a handful like Hui Feng Zi could rival him in this regard.
But Jing Lan was a bona fide Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal, and one who excelled at aerial maneuvering. Her speed was at the pinnacle among all Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals throughout history.
Compared to her, Fang Yuan's mere Seventh Transformation peak was simply not enough.
"Try this move." Jing Lan flew behind Fang Yuan with effortless ease, her palm aimed squarely at his dragon head. Suddenly, a pale, mysterious radiance burst from her palm.
The power of this radiance was nothing compared to the earlier Thunder Axe, but when it shone upon Fang Yuan's Reverse Flow Protection Seal, it triggered a violent reaction.
Layers of watery residue splattered outward from the seal. At a pace visible to the naked eye, the thickness of the Reverse Flow Protection Seal began to dwindle.
Fang Yuan's expression changed drastically. His dragon tail whipped back and forth as he poured every ounce of strength into fleeing forward.
Jing Lan burst into laughter, thinking to herself: "This junior from Zi Wei is quite impressive indeed. In such a short time, she already deduced a Seventh Transformation Immortal Killer Move specifically designed to break that little thief Fang Yuan's Reverse Flow Protection Seal! What a pity, though — this move can only be used once every so often. There's a time restriction; otherwise, I would have killed this little fiend long ago!"
Just as she was thinking this, Jing Lan's expression suddenly shifted.
In the distance along the horizon, a colossal wall was gradually materializing — so vast it seemed to hold up the sky and press against the earth.
Of course, "wall" was merely a metaphor. This was the World Wall.
All five regions of the world were enveloped by a layer of world membrane, forming separate realms isolated from one another.
This was the World Wall.
The World Wall before Jing Lan's eyes was a deep purple-black, shrouded in heavy twilight haze, chaotic and murky — one look at it was enough to fill anyone with a sense of oppression.
The Southern Border's Miasma World Wall.
"So that little brat was trying to hide inside the World Wall!" In an instant, Jing Lan understood.
For a Gu Immortal to traverse the World Wall was extraordinarily difficult, and the higher one's cultivation, the more the difficulty increased.
After entering the World Wall, a Gu Immortal would not only be subjected to immense repulsive and dragging forces, but any technique they used would trigger a backlash.
A Sixth Transformation Gu Immortal crossing the World Wall was already no easy feat. A Seventh Transformation crossing was perilous. An Eighth Transformation… the difficulty was immense. In essence, no Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal would willingly traverse the World Wall just to suffer — they far preferred to take a detour, first passing through the Black Heaven or White Heaven, and then crossing between regions.
"This little demon is only at the Seventh Transformation. If he enters the World Wall, he'll gain the advantage of terrain. Absolutely not!"
At this thought, Jing Lan's brows shot upward, her eyes blazing with killing intent. She flew ahead of Fang Yuan, launching attacks to cut him off.
Fang Yuan was locked in a bitter struggle.
He had been shifting his trajectory earlier precisely because he wanted to get close to the World Wall. Inside the World Wall, his advantage would be enormous — his Supreme Immortal Body was entirely unaffected by the wall's suppression, allowing him to pass through freely.
In other words, the moment he entered the World Wall, he would be safe.
But Jing Lan gave him no such opportunity. She unleashed attack after attack, her offensive crashing in like tidal waves, forcing Fang Yuan to constantly change direction. Yet her speed utterly eclipsed his — she always ended up blocking his path.
The distance between Fang Yuan and the World Wall was already not far, but because of Jing Lan's interference, it might as well have been the ends of the earth.
Immortal Killer Move — Ten Thousand Flood Dragons!
Immortal Killer Move — Familiar Face!
With no other choice, Fang Yuan was forced to deploy these two moves in combination. He disguised his appearance and dispersed among the swarm of flood dragons, charging forward.
"This!!" Jing Lan's eyes went wide with fury, but she had no good counter.
She had already tried before — her own investigative killer move simply could not see through Fang Yuan's transformations and disguises.
However, her moves were vast and sweeping in scale. Before long, she had slaughtered every last flood dragon, forcing Fang Yuan's true body into the open.