The trembling at the beginning of the Spirit Evasion finally subsided, and Qin Fengming let out a sigh of relief.
Qin Fengming had already seen the condition of the Azure Flood Dragon King's true body as it pursued him from behind. Although the other party had not perished beneath that wave of powerful attacks, he was now gravely wounded.
At this moment, Qin Fengming saw that although the other's escape speed remained extremely fast—and even surpassed his own—he fell behind by a hair each time. He understood even more clearly that the other party could no longer display his full strength.
With Qin Fengming's experience, he could naturally tell that although the Azure Flood Dragon King behind him continued the pursuit relentlessly, he was merely suppressing his injuries by force and persevering alone.
So long as this continued, the other party would inevitably have to stop because of his wounds.
Both sides were almost counting on the other to stop first for his own reasons as they rode their escape lights across the vast, boundless ocean.
Qin Fengming had already lost all sense of direction. So long as his divine sense detected no danger ahead, he would simply drive his escape light onward at full speed.
His direction of flight also changed constantly—sometimes east, sometimes south—tracing something like a huge zigzag.
A day later, the distance between them remained unchanged.
The moment Qin Fengming activated the Spirit Evasion, the Azure Flood Dragon King would appear. He was only a hair's breadth away from unleashing a powerful attack and intercepting Qin Fengming. Yet that single hair's breadth remained impossible to cross, no matter how hard the Azure Flood Dragon King tried.
After a day's rapid flight, the two had already covered several hundred thousand li.
At such terrifying speed, even when