# Chapter 833: Helpless Escape
Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei led Xuanyuan Wentian through most of Fenghuang City, finally arriving before a hall surrounded by swirling flames.
"Ahead is the entrance to the Fenghuo Langhuan Realm." Feng Zukui stopped and said, "These flames are a special barrier left by our sect's ancestor Feng Shen. If someone tried to force their way in, even with Sword Lord Xuanyuan's cultivation, it would not be an easy task."
As his voice fell, Feng Zukui raised his hand. A flame profound formation appeared in the air and then dissipated. The Fenghuo barrier's aura immediately weakened, and all the dancing flames settled down, burning quietly.
"Sword Lord Xuanyuan, please. Do not forget your sworn promise." Feng Tianwei raised his hand in a gesture.
Xuanyuan Wentian nodded slightly and walked straight toward the entrance of the Fenghuo Langhuan Realm. Just as he was about to step in, he suddenly stopped, his brow furrowing: "So you were stalling for time!!"
Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei's expressions both changed slightly, then sank heavily. Feng Zukui said in a low voice: "Stalling for time? Then we would like to hear Sword Lord Xuanyuan's explanation of why we would be stalling for time?"
"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Wentian turned around. By now, both sides knew the truth clearly, with no need for pretense. He sneered: "Naive! The people this Sword Lord wants to kill—none have ever escaped alive from my grasp! And you think such petty tricks would work?"
Xuanyuan Wentian suddenly shot into the air, charging straight toward the north.
"Stop!!"
Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei, who had been ready and waiting, shot out the moment he moved. Two full-powered Phoenix Flames crossed in front of Xuanyuan Wentian, exploding in midair, forcing him to halt his momentum.
"Xuanyuan Wentian!" Feng Zukui's hair and beard stood on end in the flames, his voice lower and heavier than ever before: "You have coerced our Fenghuang God Sect. As long as you do not cross our bottom line, we can endure humiliation and submit. But if you dare to harm Xue'er... then prepare for mutual destruction!"
"I, Feng Tianwei, swear here and now: if any harm comes to Xue'er because of you, even if our Fenghuang God Sect must burn everything to ashes, we will grind your bones to dust!" Feng Tianwei said viciously.
"Hmph, the likes of you are not worthy!" Xuanyuan Wentian waved his hand, and the space before him twisted, scattering all the flames blocking his path.
"Fenghuo Incinerates Heaven!"
Father and son Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei closed in from left and right simultaneously. Two towering curtains of fire blazed open, and the sky above Fenghuang City instantly became a churning sea of flames.
Xuanyuan Wentian's brow sank. Without any visible movement, a flickering shadow enveloped his body, forming a massive sword silhouette that covered his entire form. Then, with his motion, it slashed horizontally toward the sky-covering Phoenix Fire Curtain.
Boom boom boom...
Xuanyuan Wentian was powerless against Mo Li, but on the Tian Xuan Continent, he was undeniably the number one figure in the sword path! When his sword intent erupted, he didn't need a sword in hand. Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei clearly felt the space around them suddenly fill with thousands of gleaming divine swords. Ten thousand swords pierced the air, sending chills down their spines.
The complete fire curtain was sliced into countless chaotic fragments of flame within a few breaths. Feng Zukui could barely hold on, but Feng Tianwei's surrounding profound energy had been thrown into complete disarray by the formless sword aura.
"Ha!"
Feng Zukui calmed his heart and let out a great roar. A cluster of Phoenix Flame containing his ultimate power condensed in the void, forming a blindingly brilliant fiery sun that devoured toward Xuanyuan Wentian within the sword shadow.
Xuanyuan Wentian's gaze shifted to the side. The sword shadow around his body suddenly detached and flew out, effortlessly piercing through the Phoenix Flame that Feng Zukui had gathered with all his power, then stabbed straight into Feng Zukui's chest.
Pfft!!
Blood sprayed from Feng Zukui's chest as he tumbled backward. Xuanyuan Wentian sneered but did not pursue. Instead, he accelerated to his utmost speed and shot straight toward the north.
"Father... Xuanyuan Wentian!"
Feng Tianwei glanced at Feng Zukui, then at Xuanyuan Wentian quickly flying away. After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and prepared to chase after Xuanyuan Wentian.
"Don't bother chasing."
Feng Zukui barely managed to stop his momentum and called out to Feng Tianwei. He pressed his hand to his chest, treating his injury while saying, "With your speed, you can never catch up to him. Even if you did, it would be useless. Dragging him here until now was already our limit."
Feng Tianwei's brow tightened, then he let out a heavy sigh.
"The rest can only depend on Xue'er's luck." Feng Zukui closed his eyes and sighed as well.
When Xuanyuan Wentian first appeared before them, Feng Zukui had been alert. He secretly used the Phoenix Stone to send a sound transmission to Feng Xue'er, telling her to leave immediately—the faster and farther, the better.
And sure enough, his premonition came true... no, the situation now was a hundred times worse than his premonition.
"Strange? How did Xuanyuan Wentian discover our intentions?" Feng Tianwei frowned. "And Xue'er left so long ago that her aura shouldn't even be detectable. Even we don't know where she went. Yet Xuanyuan Wentian immediately and decisively headed north, as if he was very certain of the direction she fled..."
Feng Tianwei's words made Feng Zukui freeze. He quickly scanned the surroundings, then descended from the air and stood before the entrance of the Fenghuo Langhuan Realm. After a moment, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Blood energy! This blood energy..."
"Could it be... that when Xue'er left, she brought Yun Che's corpse!?"
"Wh... what!?" Feng Tianwei was greatly shocked. He quickly extended his spiritual sense to the utmost and indeed detected a trace of blood scent that had not yet dissipated.
This aura instantly made him think of Yun Che, covered in blood!
"Damn it!" Feng Tianwei's face turned pale, and his entire body trembled. He punched the ground in fury and said hoarsely: "How could Xue'er be so... so foolish! It's already incredibly difficult for her to escape from under Xuanyuan Wentian's claws alone—why did she have to bring Yun Che! Even if her love for Yun Che is deep... he is already a dead man!"
"With Xuanyuan Wentian's cultivation, tracking Yun Che's corpse through the blood energy it releases is completely effortless... Xue'er couldn't possibly not understand this, yet she... alas!"
Feng Zukui struck his forehead with his hand, filled with bitter sorrow.
"Now, we can only rely on luck." Feng Zukui sighed. "May the spirit of our ancestor Feng Shen in heaven bless Xue'er to escape this calamity... If so, even if this old bone turns to yellow earth immediately, I will have no great regrets."
A profound energy fluctuation came from Feng Tianwei's Phoenix Stone. He picked it up, and Feng Hengkong's voice came through: "Father, Grandfather, news just arrived from the South City that three people with extraordinary auras just passed overhead. Based on their attire... they are most likely Huangji Wuyu, Qu Fengyi, and Ye Meixie!"
"!!" Feng Tianwei and Feng Zukui were both startled. The fact that they would return like Xuanyuan Wentian did not surprise them too much. But it seemed the three of them had clearly returned together, as if they had agreed on it beforehand.
"Understood... First, think of some way to send them away. Saying Yun Che is dead probably won't convince them. Just say he has already left, and they can chase him however they like."
Feng Tianwei finished speaking distractedly, then looked up toward the north... It seemed that after receiving their sound transmission, Feng Xue'er had fled north, still holding Yun Che's body in her arms.
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The direction Xuanyuan Wentian pursued was north, and the direction Feng Xue'er had fled was also north.
Her bright red phoenix robe was stained with large patches of blood. Crimson Phoenix Flame wrapped around Yun Che's body, desperately sealing the last trace of his aura... And this faint, stubbornly unextinguished life force had become the final straw supporting Feng Xue'er's heart and soul. She held him tightly, tears in her eyes, but she bit her jade-like teeth, refusing to let any more tears fall.
"Brother Yun, don't die... you'll be fine... you'll definitely be fine..."
"You were taken away by the Primordial Mystic Ark and still came back safely... this time, you'll get better too..."
She kept murmuring, calling out, hoping Yun Che could hear her voice.
At this moment, anyone who took a single look at Yun Che—without even needing to check his aura—could completely confirm that he was a dead man. Even if his life force hadn't fully dispersed and he was still hanging by half a breath, he would inevitably die soon, with absolutely no possibility of survival.
Leaving Fenghuang City and flying out of Shenhuang City, Feng Xue'er headed north. Her mind in a daze, she didn't know where she should take Yun Che; she just instinctively kept going north... because that direction would bring her closer to Cang Feng Country, closer to the Bing Yun Fairy Palace.
In a trance, she didn't know how long she had been flying. The land below had become a vast wilderness. Although she was born in the Shenhuang Kingdom and was its only princess, she knew nothing about the surroundings of Shenhuang City. She didn't even know where she and Yun Che were now.
And at that moment, a dangerous aura suddenly came faintly from behind, making her entire body tense. Then, she felt herself locked onto by an incredibly terrifying aura from a great distance.
"Ah..."
Feng Xue'er's mind snapped awake. This aura was not unfamiliar to her. So powerful, carrying an endless sharpness—she had once sensed it at the Sea God Platform of the Supreme Sea Palace...
Tianwei Sword Lord—Xuanyuan Wentian!!