As Muran's figure fled at high speed, he had already decided how he would strike. In his view, even if he could not capture Qin Fengming, he could at least intercept him as long as he made his move.
But now, he had no choice but to halt his flight abruptly, because blocking his path was a Mahayana cultivator from the Aoteng Mountain Range—and this Mahayana cultivator had clashed with him several times before.
Jin Mao, a powerful figure from the Ao Beast clan.
Jin Mao was not tall and was somewhat plump. His features were no different from those of a Seven Prefectures cultivator, but a faint yellow mist shrouded his body, within which one could sense a trace of Demon Race aura.
Back then, in a Wilderness rarely visited by people, Muran had encountered Jin Mao. The two had failed to see eye to eye, and thus fought a battle. Neither had held back, yet in the end, neither had been able to do anything to the other.
Later, the two encountered each other again in a minor interface, but that time Muran had been together with Fellow Daoist Gu Sha.
Naturally, Muran and Fellow Daoist Gu Sha had gained the upper hand in that battle, but they had only inflicted some superficial injuries on Jin Mao and had not been able to capture or kill him.
After that, they had fought twice more. With both sides knowing each other inside and out, naturally, neither could do anything to the other.
Now that Jin Mao had directly blocked his path, how could Muran continue chasing and intercepting Qin Fengming?
"Hmph. Fellow Daoist Jin, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to fight with me here?" Muran's figure flashed into view, followed by a cold snort.
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