Harvest Scroll

As the two sides gave chase, their speed grew ever faster. The black-robed man tried every possible means to stall for time, but that was precisely what Ye Xiwen could not tolerate.

A surge of blood essence began to boil and burn within him. He was paying the price of burning his blood essence to temporarily raise his strength. Ordinary people would never do such a thing lightly; after all, how much blood essence could a person have? Who would waste it for no reason?

But Ye Xiwen was different. He had just received an immense amount of blood essence and energy transmitted by the Star Colossus. To him, wasting a little meant nothing. At least for the moment, he did not care.

He did not have the time to wait for the Star Colossus to be subdued by the black-robed man.

After burning his blood essence, Ye Xiwen's speed soared dramatically for a short time. Though it would not last long, it was enough for him to catch up in an instant to the black-robed man who was darting through space.

"Sea Overturning Seal!" Ye Xiwen bellowed. The pair of golden wings behind him flapped, and he shot behind the black-robed man in a flash, moving even faster than him. Ye Xiwen had been faster from the start; the black-robed man had merely relied on the properties of space to shift about continuously.

Ye Xiwen was now like a fisherman, repeatedly reaching a huge hand beneath the water's surface to seize a fish swimming freely within it. The black-robed man was that fish—hard to catch, or rather, impossible to catch under ordinary circumstances.

So Ye Xiwen chose to pull the firewood from beneath the cauldron. He would shatter space itself.

The moment he caught up to the black-robed man,