The Chaos Token did not flee in a straight line. Instead, it constantly changed direction.
Three streaks of escaping light shot forward, following dozens of li behind the swiftly moving azure radiance and pursuing it relentlessly, step for step.
All three knew clearly that the Chaos Token's escape would not continue forever. Once the energy it had gathered was exhausted, its fleeing speed would inevitably drop again.
Yet all three were somewhat worried about one thing: if no one cast a controlling secret art on the Chaos Token for a long time, would it conceal itself and vanish again? No one could guarantee that.
By this point, Qin Fengming was somewhat regretful as well.
If he had not come up with that idea, the Chaos Token probably would not have rapidly gathered enough energy to flee. Now that he had to face two peak Profound Spirit cultivators directly, it was truly not what this Qin wanted.
The Chaos Token did not flee very far. After several hundred thousand li, the azure light cluster that had been racing away suddenly slowed down sharply, allowing the three cultivators pursuing it at high speed to intercept it once more.
Their figures flashed, and the three streaks of escaping light came to a stop several hundred zhang away from the suspended, motionless Chaos Token, standing in a triangular formation. None of them moved to claim it.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, how should this Chaos Token be divided?" The young peak Profound Spirit cultivator looked at Yuwen Changgeng with a gloomy gaze and spoke coldly.
The young peak Profound Spirit cultivator did not look at Qin Fengming. Although Qin Fengming's methods and physical toughness had been astonishing, they were still not enough to make an impression on the young man.
At this moment, only Yuwen Changgeng