Chapter 578: Chapter 494: Light Transformation Escape and Preparations
Jeming’s figure almost transformed into a twisted trail of light, racing toward the depths of the wilderness, away from the Alliance Camp and the main battlefield.
Behind him, the group of wizards, after a brief shock, immediately sent out ear-piercing alarm signals.
More wizards converged from all directions, like sharks drawn to blood, relentlessly chasing.
Upon finding that attack spells were ineffective, an array of detection, long-range interception, and restriction spells rained down like raindrops.
Jeming had to frequently change directions, suddenly rising and falling, weaving through the dense web of firepower, with each turn perilously close.
"Damn... what an unexpected disaster..."
He cursed under his breath, but his eyes remained exceptionally calm.
He couldn’t escape in a straight line; that would allow them to predict his movements.
He couldn’t flee towards the Nolun Workshop’s defense line, it was too far, and he’d be intercepted halfway.
His only option was to stage a life-and-death chase on this unfamiliar wilderness against the increasingly dense pursuers behind him.
He instinctively swept his spiritual power over the Magic Network Terminal in the Space Expansion Bag, where the signal representing his unit was so weak it nearly vanished.
This meant that at this moment, he was truly alone.
"Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky, unlucky..."
Jeming’s figure drew a twisted trajectory in the grey-white sky of the wilderness.
The Void Step pushed to the extreme made him resemble a phantom blending into the wind, but behind him, the chasing torrent composed of dozens of multicolored lights clung fiercely.
"Since you want to chase, then let’s settle you first!"
He clenched his teeth, swinging his left hand back, triggering spells stored within the Witchcraft Artifact on his wrist, sending three Fire Extinction Divine Lights fanning out behind!
The dark golden stream of light tore through the atmosphere, instantly expanding to a diameter of thousands of meters upon release, accurately striking the densest area of the pursuing formation.
Two Chaos Secret Sect wizards and three Tower of Annihilation wizards failed to dodge, their shields melting like snow on contact, their bodies turning into scattered ash.
Another Tower of Annihilation wizard was luckier; his left arm was grazed by the light.
The entire arm disappeared up to the shoulder, the cut smooth as a mirror, leaving no time for blood to spurt.
But this blockade had limited effect.
More attacks poured in from behind: deep red curse chains, grey-white energy balls of annihilation, and continuous, invisible spiritual spikes pursuing relentlessly.
More wizards adept in the Binding Law joined forces, causing gravity around Jeming to suddenly multiply, the air thick like glue.
The Ruins Armor on his skin surface continuously circulated a transparent glow.
Most attacks that struck it were like pebbles thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples before vanishing.
Those directly affecting the soul, such as curses and psychic shocks, were discreetly dissolved by the Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier.
But against those energy-based binding spells, even the Ruins Armor was powerless.
To evade them, Jeming’s speed inevitably decreased.
More problematic still, the number of pursuers was not only failing to decrease but was continuously increasing.
On the distant horizon, more light spots converged from all directions into this army of pursuers.
And what made Jeming’s heart race was, at the edge of his sensory perception, three significantly more powerful energy waves, as overwhelming as mountains, rapidly approaching!
Sixth Level Wizards.
And more than one.
"I can’t delay any longer..."
Jeming took a deep breath, decisively extending his will into his Dantian, ready to use his trump card.
Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror.
Light Transformation Escape.
"Open!"
Jeming shouted softly, spiritual power surged wildly into the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror, simultaneously releasing another round of Fire Extinction Divine Light behind!
The rainbow glow on the surface of the disc suddenly intensified, instantly enveloping his entire body!
The next moment, his body completely "melted" into the light.
The entire body under the influence of the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror instantaneously changed form, transforming into a genuine light!
Buzz!!!
In the deafening buzz, Jeming disappeared from the spot.
The wizards at the forefront of the chase were caught off guard, struck by his final Fire Extinction Divine Light, turning to ash.
The rainbow light that Jeming had transformed into raced deeper into the wilderness!
A few minutes later.
Three figures appeared like phantoms at the spot where Jeming disappeared.
Leading them was a Sixth Level Wizard of the Chaos Secret Sect, wearing heavy armor with dark purple inset bone spikes, black runes squirming over his exposed skin.
He hovered in mid-air, his abyss-like eyes sweeping over the chaotic pursuing team below, frowning slightly.
"Escaped?" His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping metal.
A Fifth Level Wizard cautiously flew forward, bowing to report: "Sir, the target suddenly transformed into a rainbow light... too fast, we were completely unable to track..."
"Light Transformation?" Another Sixth Level Wizard from the Tower of Annihilation—his whole body shrouded in grey-white mist, only two scarlet points gleaming in its depths—uttered a low hum, "I hadn’t known you were so good at describing it."
Upon seeing the battlefield record presented by another trembling Fifth Level Wizard, this Tower of Annihilation wizard coldly laughed:
"Interesting, truly an interesting technology. However, can a Fifth Level Wizard master such a level of space and element composite technology? When did Nolun Workshop produce such a character?"
The third Sixth Level Wizard, a hunched old woman holding a withered wood magic staff, slowly descended to the ground.
She said nothing, merely tapped the ground lightly with her withered wood magic staff.
Buzz...
Invisible ripples spread out.
The dust on the ground, remnants of energy in the air, those faintly remaining light ripples...
All "information" related to the pursuit just now gathered towards the withered wood magic staff like iron filings attracted by a magnet.
The old woman closed her eyes and focused, her dry lips silently parted.
Moments later, she opened her eyes, countless flickering fragments mirrored deep within her pupils.
These were traces belonging to Jeming extracted from the environmental information: the energy characteristics when he released Fire Extinction Divine Light, the spatial disturbance of Void Step movement, and even a faint trace of the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror’s spiritual property.
"Very precise concealment and energy transformation techniques." The old woman slowly spoke, her voice like the wind rustling through dry leaves, "But he left plenty of ’scent’."
She looked at the Sixth Level Wizard of the Chaos Secret Sect: "Kalon, your ’Shadow Hound’ should come in handy."
The heavily armored Wizard known as Kalon grinned, revealing his uneven sharp teeth.
He stretched out his right hand, fingers splayed.
The shadow beneath him suddenly began to twist and writhe, as if possessing life, "standing" up from the ground, transforming in the air.
Finally, it morphed into a "shadow hound" of pitch black, consisting only of contours without details.
The shadow hound had no eyes, but its head turned toward the fragments gathered by the old woman’s staff, emitting a silent wail.
Kalon snatched those fragments mid-air and pressed them into the shadow hound’s body.
The hound’s form instantly solidified by three parts, and faint iridescent patterns — the spiritual characteristics of the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror — emerged on its surface.
"Go." Kalon patted the hound’s head, "Find him."
The shadow hound threw back its head, emitting a silent roar, its limbs flexed, transforming into a black streak of lightning dashing along the ground, chasing in the direction of Jeming’s escape.
Its speed was so fast, it could almost rival a fully fledged flight of a Sixth Level Wizard!
The three Sixth Level Wizards exchanged glances, their forms blurred simultaneously, closely following the shadow hound.
...
...
Meanwhile.
Over fifteen hundred million kilometers away from the battlefield just now.
A rainbow light descended from the sky, forming into a humanoid upon touching the ground.
Jeming knelt on one knee, bracing his hands on the ground, panting heavily.
Light Transformation Escape imposed great burden on both spirit and body, even after years of Body Forging Technique and Adaptive Evolution, at this moment he still felt sore in every muscle, accompanied by waves of emptiness in his spiritual sea.
"Huff... puff... pulling off such a long-distance flight at once... really takes a toll..."
Fortunately, the Body Refining Technique had adapted to such fatigue, and his body was recovering rapidly.
Jeming stood up, surveying his surroundings.
This area was even more desolate, the ground no longer a monochrome gray, but a dark iron-gray, resembling some metallic ore slag weathered after refinement.
In the distance stood some low rock mountains, seeming to be sliced flat by giant blades, the sky still oppressive with a leaden gray.
Temporarily safe.
Traveling over a thousand million kilometers at light speed, even if the opposing side was a Sixth Level Wizard, catching up would take time...
This thought had just arisen and Jeming’s heart suddenly jumped!
He instinctively understood, as if seized by a sudden premonition; this was a passive feedback from Cause and Effect Tracing Technique.
Although difficult to actively predict in a disorderly fate environment, it could still sense "danger tracing" related to oneself.
Something... was tracking him.
Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier showed no reaction, indicating the pursuer wasn’t relying on causal lines or destiny threads.
Highly likely they were using information he left behind, thus Cause and Effect Tracing Technique responded!
"The methods of a Sixth Level Wizard... truly troublesome." Jeming’s gaze turned serious.
With his current understanding of tracking and counter-tracking techniques, completely erasing all trace information was nearly impossible.
The fact the trackers could come also meant they mastered tracking witchcraft he was hard-pressed to counter.
But...
Jeming raised his head, looking towards the direction the shadow hound and three Sixth Level Wizards might come, his eyes not showing panic, but instead a hint of eager gleam.
"A distance of fifteen million kilometers... even if the other side is Sixth Level, catching up also requires time."
"During this period, many things could be done."
He had originally been participating in reconnaissance missions, meant to refine his system in real combat.
And now, confronting Sixth Level Wizards was the best opportunity for honing.
Of course, Jeming wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could withstand Sixth Level Wizards head-on.
Especially considering the enemy’s number likely exceeded one.
"So... I need to prepare some ’gifts’ for these guests." He grinned.
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