Tiger's Mouth Snatches the Prey

After tearing through space once more, Primordial Chaos Dao Lord stepped out of the Space Rift and again saw Yi Yun's back, shrouded in blood qi. His speed had not diminished in the slightest compared to before.

Was this man still burning his vital essence?

Just then, space suddenly trembled faintly. Primordial Chaos Dao Lord's expression shifted slightly as he turned to look.

In the direction from which the tremor came, the sky abruptly changed, as though some enormous upheaval had occurred. Yet the scene vanished in a flash, and the sky quickly returned to calm.

"Hmm? The Divine Fall Hall!" Primordial Chaos Dao Lord's heart jolted. That was precisely the direction of the Divine Fall Hall. The changes there had caused fluctuations in the Space Law.

He gave Yi Yun's fleeing back a cold, sinister look, and his icy voice reached Yi Yun's ears. "You won't escape!"

With that, he tore through space and stepped into the Space Rift. In the blink of an eye, he vanished along with the Space Rift.

"Hmm? He's not pursuing me?" After Primordial Chaos Dao Lord disappeared, Yi Yun cautiously stopped as well.

He immediately looked toward the direction where the changes had occurred. He had sensed that faint spatial tremor too. He did not know what had changed there, but the tremor had actually traveled all the way here.

For Primordial Chaos Dao Lord to give up pursuing him for the moment and rush over there, the change had to be extraordinary.

Yi Yun furrowed his brows slightly. Should he follow and take a look?

By rights, he should flee as quickly as possible at a time like this. But Yi Yun knew that the Ancient Battlefield was a place where one sought opportunities. If he cowered at every turn, he might