Ahead, a dark-gold streak of light raced like lightning.
Lu Junnan's face was so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water, his heart churning with indescribable humiliation and fury.
Ever since breaking through to the Peak Fifteenth Order, relying on his formidable strength and ruthless methods, he had always been the one hunting down and crushing cultivators of the same rank. When had he ever suffered such suffocating humiliation?
What was more, now that he had successfully forged his Profound Origin Dao Foundation, even against others of the same rank who had likewise forged powerful Dao foundations, he was confident he could fight them—and even defeat them.
Yet today, he was being relentlessly chased like a dog by a mere Late Stage Fifteenth Order cultivator.
However, reason was like an icy needle, constantly piercing through the confidence swollen by his rage.
The dense Origin Lotus Seed fluctuations behind him, enough to make one's heart palpitate, reminded him at every moment that this pursuer was no ordinary person.
This was the one who had slain twenty Demonic Cultivators of the same rank in succession and triggered the heavenly phenomenon of Righteous Aura Reflecting the Sky. The Killing Intent and might gathered around him could not be faked.
Lu Junnan's divine sense frantically swept over his own condition and the pursuer's speed. He had already burned part of his origin, yet even so, that Green Robe figure behind him was still gradually closing the distance.
At this rate, he would be caught within ten breaths at most.
Only two paths lay before him. One was to burn his origin even more deeply, even at the cost of damaging his Dao foundation, forcing his escape speed to the utmost limit. That should temporarily widen the distance, but the price would be enormous, with