For Huo Yuhao, the top priority now was to lure this berserk Gold Dragon King away, lest he affect the God Realm Committee.
Although the God Realm Committee could withstand it, directly enduring the Gold Dragon King's attacks would consume a massive amount of Divine Power. At this moment, Divine Power was what they needed most.
Moreover, the Gold Dragon King's most crucial targets—the Golden Dragon Lance and the Silver Dragon King—were both within the God Realm Committee. As long as those two did not slip away, no matter how outrageous the Gold Dragon King's combat strength was, he was still far from impossible to deal with.
Huo Yuhao became a streak of light. The Angel Twelve Wings behind him beat rapidly as he sped forward, covering hundreds of thousands of meters in an instant.
The layered Space Ripples around him, along with Huo Yuhao's intermittent Afterimages, revealed one thing.
The reason Huo Yuhao could fly so fast was inseparable from the Flowing Water Treading Moon footwork and the spatial Ground Shrinking to an Inch.
Behind him, the Gold Dragon King roared as he pursued relentlessly, his rage sweeping over them like a violent storm.
Even with all of Huo Yuhao's techniques unleashed, the distance between him and the Gold Dragon King was still rapidly closing.
Relying solely on the brute force of his physical body, the Gold Dragon King was still faster than Huo Yuhao, who could continuously shift through space.
Left with no choice, Huo Yuhao could only make agile turns in midair, cleverly exploiting the Gold Dragon King's massive size to keep widening the distance between them.
Though the Gold Dragon King occasionally erupted with astonishing speed and narrowed the gap, Huo Yuhao's nimble evasions kept him from ever truly catching up.
"Rumble!"
The God Realm suddenly