After fleeing across more than a dozen sequence links, the red light withdrew, revealing Daoist Hong Yun's rather bedraggled figure.
"If this venerable one had not fallen victim to some thief's cursed plot and had my source divine abilities sealed, Fu Yao, Li Qingyun, Xia Gao—you would all sooner or later become my stepping stones..."
Seeing that he had shaken off Fu Yao's pursuit, Daoist Hong Yun heaved a great sigh of relief, then muttered resentfully and unwillingly to himself.
He looked at the Vertical Eye Talisman Pattern in his palm. Having failed to drag Li Qingyun down today and suffered backlash instead, the pattern seemed to have faded considerably again.
Damn it!
"This is like a death warrant. If I cannot shake it off, I can only be devoured by the other Sacrifice Masters and turned into their nourishment!"
"Right, during the battle at Number Three Eternal Tomb last time, Ji Leng, Yin Jiao, and the others also lost. If I want to grow strong again, or even stay alive, I must find a way to devour them first..."
Daoist Hong Yun swept out his divine sense and identified his position on the star map. Finding himself closer to the Great Yin Domain, he was about to fly in that direction.
But at that moment, his Dao heart suddenly trembled with alarm, and every hair on his body stood on end.
Not good!
He immediately formed a hand seal, about to use an escape technique and disperse into cloud vapor.
Buzz!
The empty darkness before him suddenly split apart, and a great Dao Jade-like hand emerged. With a sleeve cuff of golden lines upon a black background, it reached toward him in an indifferent grasp.
Daoist Hong Yun felt the flow of energy throughout his body stagnate. His escape