In midair in the distance, the Woman in Black and the Short-bearded Elder had already spotted the Crimson Spiritual Light fleeing ahead.
Before this, the two had been tracking the Nascent Soul demonic cultivator before them for nearly half a year, only for him to narrowly escape several times.
Now that they had finally found his trail, both their expressions turned serious.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, when we make our move later, please do not harm his divine soul. This fellow may know Junior Brother Song's whereabouts."
"Mm! Fellow Daoist Li, rest assured. Old Man was also sent here at Senior Brother Lu's request, so I naturally know where to draw the line."
In response to the Woman in Black's reminder, the Short-bearded Elder nodded. His gaze toward the distant escape light also carried a measure of confidence.
Seeing that they were already less than a thousand zhang behind their target, the swifter Short-bearded Elder immediately cast a spell, sending several streaks of white light that transformed into flying swords shooting toward him.
The Green-robed Man within the crimson escape light ahead sensed the sword lights attacking from behind and was just about to cast a spell in response when—
A crimson cloud mass, identical in color to the one beneath his feet, suddenly flew over from not far away.
"Go!"
The instant the transmitted voice entered his ears, the Green-robed Man's tense expression immediately relaxed.
He no longer paid any heed to the attacks from behind. Casting a spell, he accelerated and turned into a phantom as he fled into the distance.
Just as the sword lights controlled by the Short-bearded Elder were about to catch up to the Green-robed Man, a mass of crimson light suddenly emerged behind him, transforming into a barrier that blocked several of the incoming