Myth Beyond Heaven

“One that will end you if you don’t leave,” Mumu snarled, her form shimmering with dangerous purple light.

Undeterred, the leader raised his hand, signaling his men. “Don’t underestimate her. Formation, activate!”

The cultivators moved with practiced precision, taking up positions around the room. A faint humming filled the air as they channeled their energy, a web of invisible force coalescing around Hongyue and Mumu, trapping them.

Hongyue cursed under her breath. She recognized the formation-it suppressed divine energy, rendering her powers useless. Mumu, though powerful, was still recovering and couldn’t break through alone.

“Hongyue, we need to escape!” Mumu urged.

Hongyue nodded grimly, knowing they were outmatched. Their only chance was to flee.

With a swift motion, she drew her sword, its blade shimmering with cold, lunar light. Slashing at the nearest cultivator, she created an opening.

“Mumu, now!” she yelled.

Seizing the opportunity, Mumu unleashed a blast of concentrated moon energy, shattering a section of the wall. Debris flew everywhere as they dashed through the opening, escaping into the chaotic streets.

Stunned momentarily, the cultivators quickly regrouped and gave chase. “Don’t let them get away!” the leader roared.

Hongyue and Mumu sprinted through narrow alleyways, dodging pedestrians and leaping over obstacles. The city, once a haven, now felt like a confusing labyrinth.

The pursuing cultivators were relentless. Hongyue, her injuries hindering her, felt her strength waning. Mumu, though faster, couldn’t shake them off.

“They’re gaining on us!” Mumu cried.

Hongyue gritted her teeth, her determination flickering. They couldn’t outrun them forever. They needed a plan.

Suddenly, she spotted a bustling marketplace ahead. It was a risky move, but their only option.

“Mumu, follow me!” she shouted, veering toward the crowded marketplace.

They plunged into the throng of people, weaving through the maze of stalls. The cultivators, hampered by the dense crowd, struggled to keep up.

Hongyue and Mumu used the chaos to their advantage, slipping through narrow gaps and disappearing. Their auras vanished, blending seamlessly with the crowd. The cultivators lost sight of them.

“Damn it!” the leader cursed. “Spread out! Find them!”

He didn’t want to offend the crowd, fearing they might turn on him if he provoked them.

The cultivators dispersed, searching frantically, but Hongyue and Mumu had vanished, swallowed by the bustling marketplace.

After what seemed like an eternity, they emerged, their pursuers nowhere in sight. They had escaped, but it was only temporary.

“We need to leave the city,” Hongyue gasped. “They’ll be searching everywhere.”

Mumu nodded. “But where can we go? We’re surrounded.”

Hongyue thought, her mind racing. They needed a hiding place where the North Region Army wouldn’t dare follow.

“The Southern Region,” she declared, her eyes gleaming with resolve. “We’ll head south, towards the Eastern Region.”

Under the cover of nightfall, they made their way toward the city gates, their auras carefully concealed. Hongyue, drawing upon her dwindling divine energy, cloaked them both in a veil of shadows, rendering them virtually invisible.

The city gates loomed before them, guarded by stern-faced soldiers. Hongyue motioned for Mumu to stay close as they slipped into the shadows, moving like phantoms through the bustling crowd. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

The guards, their senses dulled by the late hour and the constant flow of people, remained oblivious. Hongyue and Mumu held their breath, their hearts pounding as they passed through the gates undetected.

They had escaped the city.

But their relief was short-lived. As they navigated the dark streets, a chilling voice echoed through the night.

“Did you really think you could escape so easily?”

The leader of the cultivators stepped out from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with malice. He had anticipated their move, predicting their desperate flight.

“You…” Hongyue growled, instinctively reaching for her sword.

“It seems your little trick with the marketplace wasn’t as clever as you thought,” the leader sneered. “We have ways of tracking our prey.”

He gestured toward the sky, where a shimmering orb hovered, emitting a faint purple glow. It was a tracking device, attuned to Hongyue’s unique divine energy signature.

“Nowhere to run now,” he declared triumphantly.

Hongyue cursed her carelessness. In their haste, they had overlooked the possibility of being tracked. Now, they were cornered, their escape route blocked.

“Mumu, prepare to fight!” Hongyue yelled, determination filling her voice.

Mumu nodded, her form crackling with energy.

The cultivators closed in, weapons drawn, faces grim. Hongyue and Mumu stood back-to- back, ready to face their attackers.

A fierce battle erupted, the clash of weapons and the roar of energy illuminating the night. Despite her weakened state, Hongyue fought with surprising ferocity. Mumu, fueled by loyalty and protective instincts, unleashed a barrage of moon energy blasts, keeping the cultivators at bay.

But they were outnumbered, outmatched. The leader, a powerful cultivator in his own right, pressed his attack, forcing Hongyue into desperate defense.

“We can’t hold them off much longer,” Mumu cried, her voice strained.

Hongyue knew she was right. They needed to escape, to break free. But how?

Suddenly, a desperate gamble sparked in her mind. She channeled her remaining divine

energy, focusing it into a single, powerful attack.

“Mumu, create a diversion!” she yelled.

Mumu unleashed a blinding wave of moon energy, temporarily disorienting the cultivators.

Hongyue seized the opportunity. With a powerful swing of her sword, she unleashed a crescent-shaped wave of crimson lunar energy, slicing through the air toward the city walls.

BOOM!!

The attack struck the wall with explosive force, creating a large breach. Without hesitation, Hongyue and Mumu dashed through the opening, escaping into the darkness.

“After them!” the leader roared.

The cultivators scrambled through the breach, giving chase. But Hongyue and Mumu, fueled by adrenaline and desperation, pushed themselves to their limits, disappearing into the vast expanse of the Northern Region…

***

“Tantai Xue? Who is she?” Yun Lintian asked, surprised, as he listened to Nantian Fengyu’s narration about her encounter.

“I don’t know. Her aura is somewhat… unique. I’ve never met anyone like her,” Nantian Fengyu shook her head. “It was like looking into a bottomless abyss. Difficult to see

through.”

Yun Lintian nodded slowly. “The ancient true gods. So they are here,” he said.

“It’s strange that they’ve become masters of these armies,” Nantian Fengyu said doubtfully.

“Indeed. Perhaps they were here during the Primordial Era, and these armies were originally theirs,” Yun Lintian guessed.

They flew across the desolate land for a long time before finally entering the Eastern Region.

“You’re here!” a familiar male voice echoed.

Yun Lintian and Nantian Fengyu turned and saw Qin Muyang, the Commander of the East Region Army, staring at them coldly.