In the vast starry sky, Gongsun Ruoli flew at top speed. His face grew increasingly pale, making it clear that the situation was far from good.
A group of powerful experts pursued him relentlessly from behind. If nothing unexpected happened, they would likely catch up with him at the Wasteland Plane ahead.
Strangely enough.
There were thirty to fifty martial artists among them.
Aside from the four flying at the very front, who were at the Half-step Heavenly Mystery Realm, all the others were at the Peak True Seeking Realm.
Logically speaking, only those who had touched the Heavenly Mystery could fly through the Upper Universe. How could these martial artists who had not reached that level remain perfectly safe?
"Damn it!"
Realizing that his pursuers were drawing ever closer while his own speed was slowing, anger rose in Gongsun Ruoli's bright eyes.
Ever since leaving the Upper Realm to search for that heartless man, he had drifted through the universe for many years. Yet he had never expected to provoke a group of martial artists of unknown origin, who had hunted him down for more than half a year.
So be it.
Since he could not escape, he could only perish together with them.
Determination filled Gongsun Ruoli's gaze.
But whenever he thought of how he had only recently reunited with his son and had not even seen his grandson before dying like this, he felt deeply unwilling.
"Die!"
At that moment, the savage-faced martial artists behind him unleashed their Martial Techniques, forming dazzling blasts of light that roared toward him.
Although the severely wounded Gongsun Ruoli dodged them, his speed dropped considerably, and the distance between both sides narrowed again.
He could not run away.
All he could do was drag a few more people down with him