Above a plain in the Abyss Second Layer covered in Glow Grass, Chi Li, Yan Guang, and two other Chi Rong Holy Sons were fleeing for their lives.
On the ground behind them, a streak of green light was racing close to the ground, far faster than the four in the air. In only a few dozen breaths, it had closed to within three hundred feet!
Seeing this, the four of them gritted their teeth and jointly poured Magic Power into the Flame Gathering Treasure Pearl in Chi Li's hand. After turning it into a huge fireball like a blazing sun, they sent it smashing toward the green light.
With a rumbling boom, a crimson mushroom cloud rose from the ground, followed by a cry of pain from below.
Yet after the four had flown for a little longer, the green light shot out of the sea of flames once more.
Countless emerald points of light appeared across the surrounding ground, rapidly gathering toward the green light as though drawn by some immense force.
"Senior Brother Chi Li, how many Flame Gathering Treasure Pearls do we have left? This monster's recovery ability is too strong. We must use several at once to truly wound it heavily!"
Yan Guang, whose face was painted with flame patterns, had clearly been driven to anger by the pursuit. He spoke resentfully.
"We still have three Flame Gathering Treasure Pearls, but we have yet to see even a shadow of the Netherflame Fruit. If we use up all these trump cards now, it will be troublesome should we encounter another crisis later!"
Chi Li remained calm, still considering their future prospects.
He could afford such composure because although the monster pursuing them was a low-grade Spirit General, he and Yan Guang were outstanding among the