"Eh..."
An unintelligible murmur escaped his lips. The Celestial Race expert who had descended from the Upper Realm suddenly furrowed his brows into a deep frown.
He truly had not expected that lowly ant from the Lower Realm to tear open a gap in the domain he had laid down and flee through it.
This enraged him. A lowly crawling insect from the Lower Realm actually dared try to escape his grasp.
Although that brat had fled tens of thousands of miles in an instant, the Spiritual Sense lingering around his fingertips remained locked onto that faint aura, like a starving wolf watching its fleeing prey.
Su Fan had landed in a vast mountain forest. As he staggered to steady himself, his vision suddenly went black.
His qi and blood gushed away like a breached floodbank, while every limb and bone tingled with needle-like soreness. He nearly collapsed to the ground.
"Careful! He's coming after us..."
Old Dragon Li Gao's thought exploded in his sea of consciousness like thunder. Su Fan suddenly clenched his teeth and forcibly suppressed his surging qi and blood.
His gaze turned as cold and sharp as a frozen star. His fingers rapidly formed seven Magic Incantations, and a hoarse, obscure chant rolled from his throat. "Void Stealth Technique!" suddenly activated.
Ripples spread across his figure in the air. Like ink dispersing in water, he gradually blurred away until he vanished completely, as if he had never stopped here.
At that moment, Su Fan clearly felt as though an invisible hand had plucked him out of the surrounding space and forcibly stuffed him into a glass dome.
Everything outside was veiled in a gray haze. The originally colorful mountain forest had turned into a black-and-white film, and even the sound of the wind had grown dull