"Was this junior trying to escape the Human Realm through Golden Flame Island's spatial rift?"
After days of pursuit, as he sensed Wei Tu's escape light drawing ever closer to the Great Yan Eastern Region, Purple-Faced Daoist gradually came to this realization.
At once, he no longer doubted that Wei Tu had fled out of fear of battle.
"Under no circumstances can I let this junior escape unscathed."
Cold light flashed in Purple-Faced Daoist's eyes, and a vicious expression surfaced on his face.
Five hundred years ago, Lüqiu Qingfeng had successfully escaped right under his nose, a humiliation that had left this great cultivator of the Integration realm deeply ashamed... Of course, that had something to do with his strength not yet being restored, leaving him merely at the Spirit Transformation realm. But there was no denying that he had also been far too careless then.
He had never expected that Golden Flame Island, the place where an ancient devil had been sealed, had long since been opened by Human Realm cultivators, and that within it lay a spatial rift torn open by that ancient devil...
If he now allowed Wei Tu, Lüqiu Qingfeng's Dao companion, to escape as well, today's affair would likely become a laughingstock among the upper echelons of the human race for years to come.
"I must stop him!"
A ruthless glint arose in Purple-Faced Daoist's heart. He bit the tip of his tongue and activated a secret art. In an instant, his escape light, like Wei Tu's, was dyed with a layer of blood-red, and his speed increased severalfold.
However, under Blood Escape, Purple-Faced Daoist's consumption of magic power also surged sharply in that instant. Thus, after his escape speed rose dramatically, he gave it a brief thought and swept his sleeve, recalling the seventh-rank