Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

Su Muxue’s eyes turned icy. The opponents were prepared, numerous, and had a Golden Core Cultivator overseeing them. She had just endured a great battle, was physically and mentally exhausted, her strength not yet recovered. Lin Mo was in a weakened state. A direct confrontation held no chance of victory.

She had to find a way to escape!

Her gaze swiftly scanned the surroundings, searching for a possible breakout route. The valley was surrounded by steep mountains on three sides, difficult to climb. The only exit was already blocked by the opponents. Behind the waterfall? Or... Just as her mind raced, an Early Foundation Establishment Cultivator had already searched near the thicket where she was hiding. He held a Bronze Mirror for detecting Spiritual Qi, sweeping it left and right.

The mirror’s light swept over the thicket, and the mirror’s surface immediately frosted over with an abnormal white layer, its needle trembling slightly!

”There’s something here...” The Cultivator immediately sensed the anomaly and was about to shout—

Swish!

An extremely cold, ice-blue Sword Qi shot out from the thicket without warning! Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

The Sword Qi contained not only pure Profound Yin Cold Qi but also a trace of sharp, boundless, and majestic Lingxiao Sword Intent!

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator had no time to react. his protective Spiritual Light was pierced through as easily as paper! A tiny red dot appeared between his eyebrows, and then his entire head was instantly frozen. His face still bore an expression of shock as he toppled straight backward, devoid of life!

Su Muxue’s figure shot out from the thicket like an arrow from a bowstring, aiming directly for the steeper, more densely forested cliff face on the valley’s flank! She chose a direction that wasn’t the exit, intending to force a breakout by relying on the complex terrain!

”There she is!”

”Stop her!”

The sudden change caught the other Cultivators off guard, but they reacted immediately. The glow of various Spells and Magical Artifacts instantly lit up, hurtling toward her! Especially the two Late Foundation Establishment Cultivators, who reacted the fastest. A flying dagger and a golden net Magical Artifact, carrying sharp gusts of wind, blocked her path!

The leading Golden Core Cultivator snorted coldly. His figure blurred, appearing in the air above and ahead of Su Muxue as if teleporting, and he struck down with his palm! Vast spiritual power transformed into a massive earthen-yellow palm, carrying a heavy, oppressive force, descending upon her head!

”Profound Yin Barrier!” Su Muxue cried out sharply. Frigid air erupted around her, instantly condensing several thick profound ice shields in front of her. The surface of the shields faintly shimmered with black-green sword patterns!

Boom! Boom! Crash!

The flying dagger and golden net were barely blocked by the profound ice shields, erupting in violent energy fluctuations. But the Golden Core Cultivator’s giant palm shattered the layers of ice shields as if crushing dry weeds!

Using the force of the recoil, Su Muxue forcefully twisted her body, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She narrowly avoided the core of the palm strike, only being grazed by its edge, suffering another shock. Yet, her speed did not decrease; instead, it increased. She shot toward the dense forest on the cliff face like a meteor!

”Hmm? Such strange cold Qi! And Sword Intent?!” The Golden Core Cultivator uttered a sound of surprise, clearly not expecting the opponent to successively block attacks and use the force to escape. Especially that technique of blending sword within ice—he had never heard of such a thing!

”After her! Dead or alive! She must be captured!” A flash of anger crossed his face as he took the lead, transforming into a streak of light in pursuit! The other Cultivators also followed, pouring a continuous stream of attacks toward Su Muxue’s fleeing back.

Su Muxue pushed her movement technique to the limit, weaving through the dense forest, using trees and rocks to evade the attacks from behind. The zhenyuan remnant sword in her hand occasionally slashed out sharp ice-blue Sword Qi behind her to hinder the pursuers. Her face grew increasingly pale; new and old injuries flared up simultaneously, and her spiritual power was being heavily depleted.

A rapid thought transmission came from Lin Mo in her embrace: ”Left! Three hundred meters ahead, there’s an area of Misty Miasma! It might temporarily block Divine Sense!”