Ten minutes later.
Footsteps sounded near the blood pool. Sword Limit Great Sage and Fire Domain Great Sage ran back once more. They had chased at full speed for ten minutes, yet they could sense ever more clearly that the fleeing enemy ahead was rapidly weakening.
There was only one possibility: the ones fleeing were avatars, not their true bodies. Thus, they too released avatars and sent them after the enemy at full speed.
The most frustrating thing for Saint-tier experts was that they could no longer use teleportation spells like the Origin Symbiotic Flame. The divine souls within their bodies had fused with an entire planet, leaving them without teleportation abilities. Unless they belonged to the Void System—but transporting such enormous bodies through the void consumed tremendous energy. Unless it was a decisive battle, none of them dared use it.
"Damn it, which one is the real one?" Fire Domain Great Sage roared furiously. It was the first time that two Great Sages of their level had been toyed with by a group of Quasi-Saints.
Sword Limit Great Sage sneered. "Don't worry. We may not be able to find them now, but that doesn't mean they won't expose their position. With us hunting them this intensely, their avatars' energy will be depleted quickly."
Fire Domain Great Sage frowned. "What if we lose them?"
Sword Limit Great Sage shook his head. "Isn't their ultimate goal the Deadman City below? We're also looking for the path to Deadman City. We simply chose the hardest route: a frontal assault. If they can find it, we can follow their aura over there. At most, we'll waste some time. We'll still catch them."
Fire Domain Great Sage felt that made sense. Though they could not instantly teleport in front of the avatars, they had