Within the dark void, several streaks of light flashed past. Two figures were in front, with several others behind them. It seemed that the two in front were being pursued.
Suddenly, brilliant light erupted from the hand of one of the Half Saints in pursuit, directly catching up to the two ahead.
Bang...!
With a loud crash, the burly man turned and struck back. Unfortunately, the gap in strength between the two sides was simply too great. Even after unleashing his full power, the burly man was blasted back a hundred meters by the Dou Qi explosion, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Hei Qing...!" Elder Zhu Li's expression changed as he looked at the blood-spitting Hei Qing. He moved swiftly to Hei Qing's side, sweeping his sleeve as he shattered seven or eight incoming attacks. A powerful shockwave erupted, blasting both of them away.
The pursuers quickly seized the opening, catching up and surrounding the two. Among them, an elderly half-human, half-dragon figure stared coldly at Zhu Li and said, "Zhu Li, surrender! For the sake of our past friendship, I can plead with the North Dragon King to spare your life."
"Pah...!" Zhu Li spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, glaring furiously at the elder. His eyes were wide, as though he had reached the angriest moment of his life. He cursed, "You traitors, you have some nerve! You actually dared to lay hands on the Dragon Emperor. Once the Dragon Emperor comes of age, you will surely suffer the punishment of the Dragon Punishment Platform!"
Elder Zhu Li roared furiously. Seeing him in this near-mad state, the elder frowned, but he refused to show weakness and said coldly, "Dragon Emperor? Who the Dragon Emperor is remains to be seen. Zhu Li, do not refuse a favor.