Chapter 734 - 445: Cicada Song and Blood Dew (Part 3)

Duan Rong took a deep breath, circulated his Primordial Qi, suppressing that restless heat, then he got dressed and actually jumped out from the side window of the room.

The moment Duan Rong leaped out of the window, his Divine Sense suddenly expanded.

With his Fourth Level of Primordial Qi Realm Body Technique and Divine Sense Investigation, even with soldiers heavily surrounding the villa, it would be impossible for them to detect him.

Duan Rong, like a ghostly figure, silently leaped past a patrol of soldiers, into the shadows of a rock garden.

Afterward, Duan Rong’s figure flickered continuously, having already leaped out of Zhu Zhengfu’s mansion.

At this time, the night was deep, and the entire Divine Cloud Prefecture was tranquil, with only the faint sound of the Danjiang River flowing.

Duan Rong used his body technique to flicker like a phantom within the shadows of the various buildings.

After about the time of an incense stick, he had already left the Prefecture City of Divine Cloud Prefecture.

Duan Rong stood in the dead silent darkness of the wilderness, glanced back at the towering, dark city walls behind him, then continued to use his body technique, leaping further into the wild.

Half an hour later, Duan Rong suddenly stopped in a vast open field.

At this moment, the stars and moon were low, the vast wilderness overshadowing the trees.

Duan Rong exhaled a bit of turbid air; after half an hour of exerting himself with full strength, he was now at least more than twenty miles away from the city of Divine Cloud Prefecture.

Duan Rong stood there, surrounded by silence and deathly stillness, he could clearly hear his own breath.

He flipped his hand, and in the night, a cicada’s body, faintly glowing with a blood-red light, lay in his palm.

This was the Dew-drinking Cicada, previously refined with Essence Blood according to Zhu He’s instructions.

Duan Rong gazed at the cicada’s body glowing with blood-red light in the night, its light shifting, nimble like a living creature.

Duan Rong’s eyes flashed with a hint of pain, but he steeled his heart, and instantly urged his mind.

After being refined with his Essence Blood, the Dew-drinking Cicada was already in tune with his heart; the moment he urged his mind, the Dew-drinking Cicada lying in his palm suddenly emitted a low cicada call.

That cicada call was not piercing, more like a gentle chant, almost inaudible, yet it permeated the entire field.

As the cicada call rang out, the Dew-drinking Cicada’s mouth emitted a drop of blood dew...

The moment that drop of blood dew appeared, it flickered before disappearing, as if it was not of this world, erased by the Heavenly Dao upon its appearance.

But in the instant that the blood dew disappeared, an incredibly terrifying force suddenly enveloped Duan Rong, centering on him, rippling outward through the field...

The terrifying aura of that invisible force caused Duan Rong to tremble uncontrollably, his mind instantly collapsing...

The field, within a ten-zhang radius centered on Duan Rong, in an instant, became pulverized.

Earth, trees, rocks, grass, all vanished.

As if in an oasis, suddenly a ten-zhang area of desert appeared.

No, not a desert, far finer than sand, even finer than flour.

Moreover, all the substances, without discrimination, were pulverized.

Those vast swathes of fine powder lay silently around Duan Rong, while the spot his feet stepped on was an almost standard circular area, the grass there, under the faint light of stars and moon, was eerily green.

Duan Rong swallowed, his eyes flashing with hindsight fear!

Luckily, that force was not meant to destroy him, but to protect him. Otherwise, he was sure that he wouldn’t even be able to resist for a moment, he would be erased in an instant, just like the widespread powder.

Because that was completely a different dimension of force.

"This is the Power of Law!"

At this moment, Duan Rong felt no excitement from manipulating the Power of Law, instead, he felt a deep fear.

The appearance of that force had no process, no sound; it all happened silently after a single low cicada call.

Too fast, too eerie, like a dream, Duan Rong stood on a circular patch of grass, appearing in the middle of a desert...