Primordial Antiquity was a grand world. The Primordial Nine Realms occupied only a tiny portion of this grand world; beyond the Nine Realms lay the void—an endless void.
At this moment, within the endless void, two figures gave chase, one pursuing and one fleeing, separated by roughly ten million li. To Dao Realm cultivators, such a distance was not far.
Thus, Ten-Thousand Dynasties Dao Ancestor, fleeing at the very front, did not relax. Instead, his heart tightened.
In the battle just now, Han Yi's strength had far exceeded his expectations. To possess such formidable power at the first step of the Dao Realm—such a thing had never appeared even within the True Saint Palace.
And amid that tension, waves of humiliation surged through his heart.
Even in the Chaos, he was no insignificant figure. Yet now, he was being hunted down by a mere first-step Dao Realm cultivator. Compared to how he had arrived so aggressively before, believing he could suppress and kill Han Yi with a single seal, this plunge from heaven into hell was an utterly unbearable humiliation.
Yet he could also see that even his strongest methods—the combination of the Ten-Thousand Dynasties Imperial Seal, Ten-Thousand Dynasties Dao Words, and Ten-Thousand Dynasties Dao Fruit—could do nothing to Han Yi. Even if he brought out other Dao Arts and Dao artifacts, they would be utterly useless.
If the battle continued, he would certainly be injured, perhaps even fall within this grand world.
Therefore, once he realized this, he decisively fled.
Within the void, he turned and glanced at Han Yi pursuing behind him. He saw golden light flickering around Han Yi's body and divine power surging forth. Han Yi had likely employed a movement-type divine art.
Seeing that Han Yi was slightly slower than himself, Ten-Thousand Dynasties Dao Ancestor