If Ji Yun had been given another chance, he would never have thought to provoke Wang Chen again.
A shapeshifting ferocious beast—if he missed it, then he missed it!
The price he had paid to obtain that beast had simply been too great.
Not only had he poured in nearly all his wealth, he had also called upon his most important connections.
Had he succeeded, it might have been worth it. But the problem was that he had suffered a crushing defeat!
The sight of Myriad Lightning Boom descending to slaughter the beast horde just now had dealt Ji Yun a devastating blow.
He had already rated Wang Chen very highly, yet the strength Wang Chen displayed far exceeded his estimation.
Even Dao attainment cultivators probably did not possess such capabilities, did they?
That realization filled Ji Yun with immense panic. He hastily picked up the golden bell from the ground and fled toward Azure Cloud Peak.
His instincts told the cultivator that Wang Chen would never let the matter rest. If he remained where he was, there would be only one road ahead: death.
Only by escaping back to Azure Cloud Palace could he ensure his own safety.
Ji Yun had already decided that once he returned to Azure Cloud Palace, he would announce that he was entering seclusion and not show his face for a year or even half a year.
He would wait until the storm had passed before doing anything else.
As for seeking revenge against Wang Chen, he did not even dare entertain the thought now.
To stay alive, this extraordinary cultivator exerted every ounce of strength he had, desperately driving his Innate true qi as he flew across the plains beneath the cover of night.
"Dharma Master Ji Yun, leaving just like that is