Knocked by the rabbit spirit's desperate crash, Xiao Qi felt heaven and earth spinning, heavily smashing into that dark and narrow branching corridor. Behind from the main corridor direction came the boom of demonic energy waves swallowing everything, and the occasional desperate screams of cultivators before death, making one's heart palpitate.
He couldn't care about being thrown dizzy, nor about the burning pain within like fire frying oil from forcibly channeling imprint power. He suddenly flipped up, scooping up the equally dizzy rabbit spirit into his arms.
"Go!"
This branching path was not a safe place! The starlight dome above was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, with fine stone fragments and distorted light scraps constantly falling. The profound murals on both walls, originally mysterious, now had their runes exploding with chaotic light. The entire corridor was violently shaking, as if about to completely collapse at any moment! Even more, chaotic and violent spatial energy turbulence, like invisible sharp blades, recklessly shuttled through the corridor, cutting the air, issuing teeth-grating hissing sounds.
This was a dead end, but also the only path to life at this moment!
Xiao Qi forcefully endured the pain of meridians about to break, channeling the "Wandering Dragon Nine Turns" movement technique to the extreme. His figure in the narrow, swaying corridor transformed into a blurry afterimage, sometimes sidestepping to avoid abruptly appearing spatial cracks, sometimes ducking to narrowly slide under falling giant stones, sometimes suddenly accelerating, narrowly avoiding a silently sweeping energy turbulence.
Every evasion pulled at his internal injuries, blood constantly spilling from his mouth. But his eyes were exceptionally sharp, relying on the super-strong spiritual sense brought by the "Concentration Art" and intuition for danger, madly shuttling through this death passage.
The rabbit spirit in his arms also played a huge role. Its little nose constantly twitched, ruby-like eyes alertly scanning ahead, sometimes using claws to frantically pull Xiao Qi's clothes, signaling him to change direction, avoiding some hidden, about-to-explode energy nodes.
"Boom!!"
A massive dome fragment burning with remnant demonic flames smashed down at the position Xiao Qi was in a moment earlier, smashing a deep pit in the corridor floor, demonic flames splashing!
Xiao Qi didn't look back, his steps changing beneath his feet, like a swimming fish passing through the gaps of splashing demonic flames, several charred holes burned in his clothes' corners.
"Squeak!" The rabbit spirit suddenly let out a sharp warning.
Xiao Qi didn't even think, suddenly pressing toward the left wall!
A nearly invisible to the naked eye, twisted spatial rift, like a transparent blade, silently swept across the path he was just advancing on, silently cutting in half everything in its way, including several falling stone fragments!
Cold sweat instantly soaked Xiao Qi's back. If not for the rabbit spirit's warning, he would have just...
Not daring to pause in the slightest, he continued madly rushing forward. This branching path wound and curved, seeming to lead to some remote area of the temple complex, but at this moment was also on the verge of collapse.
Not just him, in this collapsing and destroying catastrophe, to live, everyone erupted with amazing potential, also conducting their own life and death speed.
From the main corridor direction, one could faintly still hear intense fighting sounds and angry roars. Clearly some fleeing cultivators were still killing each other for safer paths, or having lost rationality from demonic erosion.
Even once, when Xiao Qi rounded a corner, he head-on encountered a Foundation Establishment demon beast "Gale-Splitting Leopard" that had escaped from another collapsing passage, eyes crimson, completely eroded by demonic energy and out of control! That leopard had long lost rationality, only retaining killing instinct. Seeing a living creature, it roared and pounced!
Normally, Xiao Qi handling this kind of demon beast wouldn't be difficult. But at this moment he was heavily injured, spiritual power nearly depleted,根本没有能力硬拼.
"Get lost!" he roared low, his steps not stopping. In the instant the Gale-Splitting Leopard pounced, his body twisted at an incredible angle. The Crimson Flame Sword didn't slash out but used its spine to precisely strike the leopard's flank, using force to redirect its massive body toward a suddenly expanding spatial crack beside it!
"Aooo!" The Gale-Splitting Leopard let out a tragic howl, half its body instantly swallowed and annihilated by the spatial crack, the remaining part also torn apart by chaotic energy.
Xiao Qi didn't even look, continuing to rush forward. In this environment, any pause could mean death.
He could even faintly sense several cold, killing-intent-filled auras, like bone-attached maggots, tightly chasing not far behind! They were Shadow Snake Pavilion demonic cultivators! They had actually also chosen this branching path, and locked onto him, not giving up until death!
Dead end ahead, pursuers behind, collapse above, turbulence all around.
Xiao Qi's nerves were stretched to the limit, his brain running fast, calculating every footfall, predicting every crisis. His movement technique under life and death pressure seemed to have improved a bit further, his understanding of "Hidden Dragon Emerging from Abyss" in "Wandering Dragon Nine Turns" becoming deeper.
He didn't know where this branching path ultimately led, nor how long he could still hold on. He only knew he couldn't stop! Stopping meant death!
The jade pendant at his chest transmitted faint warmth, that essence imprint was self-absorbing the scattered, thin spiritual energy in the surroundings, slowly nourishing his nearly dried-up meridians, but this recovery speed was far behind consumption.
He grit his teeth, squeezing out his body's final potential, his gaze dead staring at that unknown darkness ahead in the corridor.
Must... break through!