After Dongfang Bingling left, Yang Dingtian stood motionless in the room. He reached out and touched the position of the Ring of Flames. Even though it was empty, he could still feel the surging power of the Ring of Flames. It was like a volcano that was about to erupt, and it was also like the boundless anger in Yang Dingtian's heart.
It was suppressed and surging. When it finally erupted, it was as if it wanted to destroy the entire world.
This was his master's study. He had stayed there for three days. Now that he was about to leave, he reluctantly took one last look at it.
He couldn't stay here anymore. He couldn't stay in Yin-Yang school anymore.
If he was willing to compromise, he could of course stay in Yin-Yang school peacefully. But he wasn't willing to compromise.
When he left his master for Yin-Yang school, he really didn't think that this would be the outcome.
But even if he thought this would be the outcome, he would still give the Ring of Flames to his master's wife. Nothing would change.
He was about to start running for his life. Perhaps it would really be difficult for him to move a single step in this world. However, he had even crossed over due to spontaneous combustion of his penis. Why would he care about being hunted down and hunted by the Yin Yang Sect?
"Master, goodbye. Yin-Yang school, goodbye …" Yang Dingtian bowed to the center of the study, then turned and left.
… …
After leaving his master's study, he couldn't walk forward. Ahead of him was the densely packed Yin-Yang school complex. There were Yin-Yang school disciples everywhere.
He had to walk in the direction of the back mountain. The back mountain was barren and remote. Under the cover of the dense forest, he might be able to escape.
As expected, there wasn't a single person in the back mountain. There was snow and trees everywhere. Yang Dingtian ran down the mountain with all his might.
Of course, he would leave behind many footprints that would be easily discovered. But at this time, he couldn't care less.
Dongfang Bingling said that she would give him two hours to consider. That meant that within these two hours, he wouldn't send anyone to his master's study and wouldn't discover Yang Dingtian's escape. He might be able to escape in two hours at his fastest speed.
Yang Dingtian's speed was very fast. He continued to rush down the mountain. Yang Dingtian plowed a long trench in the thick snow.
No, this speed is still too slow. Someone will catch up to me in two hours.
The snow here was very thick. If one used a sleigh to ski, the speed would be much faster.
Yang Dingtian took out a dagger, which was given to him by Ximen Wuya.
He used the dagger to cut off a branch and used the fastest speed to cut it into two beginner sleds. This dagger was very sharp, and it only took a few minutes to make a rough sledge.
He cut off the leather from his clothes and tied the sled to his feet. Then he cut off two straight branches and used them as poles.
"Swoosh …" Sure enough, the speed increased a lot. It could be said to be as fast as lightning.
The snow on Immeasurable Mountain was very thick. The trees were also relatively sparse. One by one, the trees receded rapidly.
When Yang Dingtian was born on Earth, he was very fond of skiing. His skills were top-notch. Therefore, even though there were a lot of trees here, with his tense nerves, he would never crash into them. Ever since he practiced the Zhen Yang Fist and the Heaven and Earth Technique, his control over his body had improved a lot. His entire body seemed to have become much lighter.
His speed became faster and faster. In the end, the wind was like a knife hanging on his face.
Yang Dingtian felt more and more at ease as he got further and further away from Yin-Yang school. Just as he was immersed in the pleasure of flying, a bell suddenly rang from the other side of the mountain.
Immediately after, a deep voice rang out.
"You dare to steal from my Yin-Yang school? Do you think there's no one in my Yin-Yang school?"
This voice was clearly very far away. It was at least dozens of miles away, but it sounded like it was right next to his ear.
Oh no, I've been discovered!
Yin-Yang school will catch up soon.
Yang Dingtian immediately skied even faster.
Slide, slide, slide …
Speed up, speed up, speed up …
Even though he could not see them, Yang Dingtian could already sense that countless Yin-Yang school disciples were not far behind him. They were getting closer and closer.
"Caw …" Suddenly, there was the cry of a large bird in the sky.
Yang Dingtian looked up. It was the snow-white giant rocs of the Black Heaven Sect. There were a total of two of them. The disciples on top had also noticed the Yin-Yang school disciples on the ground.
"Thief, surrender immediately." The Black Heaven Sect disciple on top of the giant rocs said coldly.
Yang Dingtian ignored him and continued to ski forward.
The Black Heaven Sect disciple on top of the giant rocs was not anxious at all. He sneered and locked onto Yang Dingtian from the sky.
Faster, faster, faster …
Yang Dingtian was running wildly with his head down. Suddenly, he felt a sudden emptiness in front of him. He immediately looked forward.
"Ah …" He immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly stopped the sled and made a sharp turn.
It turned out that there was nothing in front of him. There was no forest or anything else. The entire mountain seemed to have been cut off here. In front of him was a ten-thousand-foot cliff. Below the cliff were terrifying reefs and the vast and boundless sea.
The north side of Boundless Mountain was facing the sea. There was no way out at all.
If Yang Dingtian had stopped the sled a second later, he would have rushed out and fallen off the cliff. He would have been smashed into pieces.
Yang Dingtian wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew nothing about the geography of Boundless Mountain. That was why he fled in this direction. Who knew that it was a dead end?
No wonder the Black Heaven Sect disciple was not anxious at all. He only stared coldly at Yang Dingtian as he fled.
The two giant rocs slowly descended and finally stopped three to four meters above the ground. They blocked the left and right paths. The Black Heaven Sect disciple on top of them coldly pulled out his sword and stared at Yang Dingtian.
The two giant rocs were indeed huge. They looked like two airplanes up close. When they flapped their wings, the wind caused the trees to sway left and right. The snow on top of them rustled down.
The two Black Heaven Sect disciples had no intention of coming down to catch Yang Dingtian. They just watched him closely.
Just a moment later, two shadows flew over from afar, bringing with them a fragrant wind.
The two shadows, one snow-white and one sky-blue, landed ten meters in front of Yang Dingtian. The two of them retracted the Celestial Qi wings on their backs.
One of them was as cold as ice, unparalleled in beauty, and graceful like a fairy. She was Dongfang Bingling.
The other person had a jade-like face. He was incomparably handsome, tall, and proud. He should be the legendary number one youth expert in the world, the most handsome man in the world. He was the young master of the Black Heaven Sect, Zhu Hongxue.
When the two of them stood together, they looked like a match made in heaven. It was completely embarrassing.
The two Black Heaven Sect disciples on top of the giant rocs immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "Greetings, young master. Greetings, Miss Dongfang!"
Zhu Hongxue ignored them. He did not even glance at Yang Dingtian. He said to Dongfang Bingling, "Junior Sister, is he the one who stole from you?"
Dongfang Bingling nodded and stepped forward. "Hand over the Flame Ring and I'll pretend that nothing happened.
You can still enter the Yin-Yang school and get what I gave you. "
Yang Dingtian grinned and said, "Or else?"
Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "Don't do this just because my family is indebted to you. My patience is limited."
Then, Dongfang Bingling took another step forward. She was only five meters away from Yang Dingtian. She stretched out her snow-white hand and said, "Hand it over and you'll have a bright future.
If you don't, you'll be cutting your own path of retreat. "
Yang Dingtian said coldly, "I won't hand over what Master gave me.
If you want it, come and get it yourself. "
Dongfang Bingling took another step forward. She was only three meters away from Yang Dingtian. She said coldly, "Hand it over and you'll have a bright future.
If you don't, you'll be cutting your own path of retreat! "
At the same time, an extremely powerful aura came over. It made Yang Dingtian feel a little suffocated.
Zhu Hongxue, who was as white as snow, suddenly frowned and said, "Junior Sister, don't get too close to such an ant-like person. Don't let his breath pollute your body and eyes. Don't even touch him."
Zhu Hongxue's words were very intimate and domineering. He completely treated Dongfang Bingling as his exclusive property.
Dongfang Bingling heard his words and could not help but frown slightly. She seemed a little unhappy.
"You, you, go and take his things. If he resists, kill him." Zhu Hongxue pointed at the two Black Heaven Sect disciples on the giant roc and said.
"Yes!" The two Black Heaven Sect disciples jumped off the giant roc. They waved their swords and slowly approached.
"Senior Brother Zhu, my family is indebted to this person. Don't kill him. My family's things should be in his hands." Dongfang Bingling said.
Zhu Hongxue frowned and said, "You two, chop off his hands!"
"Yes!" The two Black Heaven Sect disciples said.
Dongfang Bingling stared coldly at Yang Dingtian. "I don't want to see this happen either. However, that thing doesn't belong to you. If you want to take it for yourself, you'll have to be punished."
"It's not too late to wake up now. Hand over that thing and I'll keep your hands. Otherwise … you'll have nowhere to go. This is a dead end …" Dongfang Bingling said, "Hand it over and you'll still be a disciple of the Yin-Yang school. You'll bring honor to your ancestors!"
"Junior Sister, why are you talking so much to him?"
Zhu Hongxue said impatiently, "It's an insult to my status to talk to someone like him."
Yang Dingtian looked at Zhu Hongxue and said coldly, "You're just relying on your ancestors' glory. Who do you think you are? Why are you pretending to be noble?"
He should not have said that, but he could not help it.
"What did you say?" Zhu Hongxue's face turned cold. He scolded coldly, "You're asking for it!"
"Bang …" Zhu Hongxue slammed his palm into the air.
Zhu Hongxue was very powerful, but Yang Dingtian still slammed his palm into Zhu Hongxue.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, an extremely powerful force slammed into Yang Dingtian's chest. It was as if he was hit by a ten-thousand-pound hammer. Blood spurted out like an arrow.
"Go, chop off his hands and cut off his tongue …" Zhu Hongxue said coldly.
"Yes!" Two Black Heaven Sect disciples immediately rushed forward. With a flash of their swords, they slashed at Yang Dingtian's arms.
"Ahh, ahh …" Yang Dingtian laughed maniacally.
"Dongfang Bingling, you want my Ring of Flames? Dream on … I'd rather die than hand it over!"
"Dongfang Bingling, if I survive today, I'll return today's humiliation a hundredfold."
With a roar, Yang Dingtian leaped off the cliff abruptly.
"Ahh …" Dongfang Bingling did not expect Yang Dingtian to jump off the cliff when he had nowhere else to go.
This was a ten-thousand-foot cliff. If he jumped off, he would die without a doubt.
"Zhu Hongxue, if I survive, I'll annihilate the Black Heaven Sect and wipe out your Zhu family!"
When Yang Dingtian jumped off the cliff, he used the last of his strength to scream.