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Li Yi walked back and forth on the altar, his gaze sweeping past the group of Refining Master, and then landing on the ten or so figures surrounding the altar.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Chen Meng could not help but step forward, and ask in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Li Yi muttered: "How many flying talismans do you have left?"

She paused. "Five."

Li Yi nodded his head, his expression sluggish as he silently calculated in his heart. The distance between here and the outside world was a total of about fifteen kilometers, and with Chen Meng's third stage flying talisman, a talisman could sustain a distance of five kilometers.

Five.

It was enough for Chen Meng to escape to the outside world.

He thought for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief and said, "When the sun sets, use these five flying talismans to escape."

Her body trembled as she stared at him. "Why are you running?"

Li Yi shook his head, his expression solemn: "Listen to me, no matter what happens, you must not turn back."

Chen Meng opened his mouth slightly, his mind was in a mess.

Li Yi ignored her and continued to walk around the idol, carefully observing it.

Hu Tiankun had told them that the mayor would be back in three days at the latest, but he didn't know that the two of them could only enter this place once.

In other words, they only had one chance. If they were to leave this place, they might not have another chance to enter this place.

"Senior, will you help me?"

"I am a student of Fifth Institute, I want to bring you back."

"I'll walk out alive, won't I?" Li Yi said silently.

The distance from here to the outside world was a full eighteen kilometers. Along the way, there were thirty-eight obstacles, two hundred thousand soldiers, and the Tutor level expert hiding within the great army.

These were all fatal factors, and he had to plan every step of the way.

A few hours later, the sun was setting in the west, its rays reflecting off the horizon.

Chen Meng walked up to him in silence and looked at him. "You will live, right?"

Li Yi laughed: "Of course."

Without another word, she quickly took out a pile of talismans from her bosom and stuffed them inside.

Li Yi did not reject, but chose a few.

At this moment, a cross-legged figure under the altar suddenly opened his eyes.

"Let's go."

Li Yi spat out one word.

Chen Meng did not hesitate, he turned and rushed towards the outside world.

"Stop her." The figure shouted.

Hua la, everyone reacted and looked towards the fleeing Chen Meng.

The middle-aged man and Duan Wuhen's expressions froze as they stared at Chen Meng. After the two of them looked at each other for a moment, their faces changed and they immediately chased after him.

Soon after, the figures sitting around the altar opened their eyes.

Nearby, the Refining Master s also stopped what they were doing at the same time, looking at the scene in shock.

Unknowingly, Li Yi had already arrived in front of the god statue and shouted. Using power in both his arms, he suddenly raised the god statue.

As the statue left the altar, rumbling sounds could be heard. The entire altar was shaking, and the thunderous sound alarmed Duan Wuhen and the middle-aged man.

Both of their faces changed drastically as they gradually regained consciousness. Only now did they remember that there was still one person remaining at the altar.

"You are not a Mount Yuheng disciple, who exactly are you?" Duan Wuhen rushed over, his face was ugly, he shouted with a stern voice, wanting nothing more than to kill Li Yi right here.

Li Yi did not reply, nor did he have the time to. After lifting the deity statue, he took out the only flight talisman, and strode far away.

The middle-aged man's heart shook as he burst into rage. "Stop him!"

Around the altar, dozens of Tutor Stage Rankers also rose into the air and shot towards the direction Li Yi had escaped in.

In the distance, a group of Refining Master s opened their mouths wide, as if they were petrified.

What happened?

Did someone just steal the statue?

How old was that youth?

Sixteen or seventeen? He seemed to be only at the realm of the Meridian realm. Was he insane? He must be crazy.

A sixteen-seventeen year old boy with a cultivation base at the third level of the sect's meridian, yet he stole the incomparably important deity statue in the depths of the two hundred thousand strong army's base.

If this news were to spread, no one would dare to believe it.

Even those Refining Master who had personally witnessed this scene still had the illusion that they were deep in a dream.

Very quickly, Li Yi arrived at the first checkpoint, but his speed had also started to slow down. The statue of the God behind him was incredibly heavy, like a small mountain, pressing down on him made his entire body tremble.

The soldiers at the checkpoint saw someone rushing over with a statue on their back. They were also stunned for a moment before quickly reacting and taking out their weapons in a panic.

"Sword Chop."

With one hand holding the God Sculpture, Li Yi stood back to back, the other holding onto the black greatsword. Without waiting for the group of soldiers to rush over, he swung his sword down.

He did not stop, and did not dare to.

In the span of a few breaths, he passed through this hurdle.

However, the pursuers behind him gradually closed the distance between them.

Thirty-seven more.

Li Yi's heart was heavy. The thirty-seven checkpoints were still insignificant, the two hundred thousand soldiers in front were the scariest.

Speed!

These two words became everything in front of Li Yi.

Even though the deity statue behind him was very heavy, even though he knew that there were countless great enemies ahead of him and also knew that there were powerful pursuers behind him, he still made a choice and sped up like never before.

Not a moment.

In just a few short minutes, he had charged all the way through, continuously breaking through five obstacles.

"Brat, you are courting death."

Duan Wuhen's angry voice echoed in the air.

The dozen or so Tutor experts were even faster and almost caught up to him.

Li Yi clenched his teeth, and increased his speed once again. At the same time, he threw out a talisman, which floated with the wind behind him, and exploded with a bang.

It was a level three talisman drawn by Chen Meng, and it was extremely powerful.

After the power of the talisman exploded, it also bought Li Yi a lot of time.

In the blink of an eye, he had distanced himself from the group of people behind him.

Five or six minutes later, he had broken through twelve obstacles in a row. Everywhere he went, he was filled with an uneasy feeling.

"It's too heavy."

"I feel very dizzy."

"I can't get out?"

Due to the overconsumption, the three meridians in Li Yi's body dried up over and over, and his consciousness also started to blur.

"Kill!"

Duan Wuhen rushed over, raised his hand, and his five fingers descended like a mountain, radiating a strong killing intent.

Li Yi shook his head to clear it up a lot, and with a flip of his hand, another talisman flew out. The talisman's strength exploded in an instant, blocking the furious Duan Wuhen.

Within a few breaths, the distance between them had widened once again.

"You're dead for sure, no one can force their way out of here."

"None …"

"I'd like to see how many charms you have."

Duan Wuhen's fury was like a thunderclap, burning fiercely as his eyes seemed as if they were about to spit fire.

Li Yi was brought in by him, if the idol was truly brought out by the person in front of him, then the consequences would be unbearable for him, and right now, the only thing he could do was to stop Li Yi and save himself from committing such a huge mistake.

"His speed is too fast. Is he really in the Pulse Gate realm?"

"He is a Talisman Master of the third step?"

"Probably not."

"Vice General, why aren't you beating the drum?"

The tutors were all depressed beyond belief after having chased Jiang Chen for so long.

Li Yi was only sixteen years old, and his cultivation was only at the third sky of the meridian. With such a heavy statue on his back, they actually couldn't catch up to him.

The middle-aged man wearing the white armor had a bad look on his face as well, "The drum is in front, we're not going to stay here." If he were to ring the drum, he would have to go through 38 obstacles. At that time, he would already be at the place where the 200,000 strong army was located.