Several hundred miles away, a streak of green escape light shot toward the horizon.
Tong Xin's face twisted with terror as he desperately squeezed every last drop of Mana from within, fleeing madly farther into the distance.
Even as he fled for his life, he used his divine sense to perceive a world-shaking, appalling scene unfolding behind him.
Tong Xin was so frightened that his soul nearly fled his body. Gritting his teeth, he ruthlessly gouged out the first demon eye from his brow with his right hand and crushed it in his grip.
The next instant, a Human-Faced Owl Eagle appeared out of thin air. Its body was somewhat illusory, and its wings were transparent as it enveloped Tong Xin.
The Human-Faced Owl Eagle Primordial Spirit abruptly ignited into a mass of flowing flames. With a single flicker, it teleported a thousand miles away.
After two consecutive flickers, Tong Xin had already escaped several thousand miles away.
Elsewhere, above the collapsed valley, Zhao Sheng transformed into the Giant Spirit Battle Body. Every gesture and movement contained boundless, endless might.
With merely three punches and two kicks, the Primordial Demon God-Locking Grand Formation that the Heavenly Demon Sect had spent years setting up was swiftly and utterly destroyed.
The Spirit Transformation True Lords had not fled very far at all before they were seized out of thin air and helplessly dropped into Zhao Sheng's grasp.
This time, Zhao Sheng did not cruelly slaughter the remaining seven or eight minor Spirit Transformation cultivators. Instead, he raised his head and gazed toward the direction in which Tong Xin had fled.
What were a mere few thousand miles? How could Tong Xin escape the reach of his divine sense?
Zhao Sheng had no need to pursue him. He simply released his divine sense,