Lingering Like a Ghost!
"Can this brat do nothing but run?"
"Does he not have any dreams at all? Has he never thought of turning the tables?"
"If he had stayed even for a minute—if he had thrown out so much as one move—we could have kept him here. Once we trapped him, he would have been unable to escape even with wings."
Zhao Longqing and the other two had pursued Lin Bai for a long time without catching him, and all three were growing furious and humiliated.
What especially caught their attention was that Lin Bai's speed had increased rather than decreased while he stood on his flying sword. Though the three of them had been forced to suppress their cultivation, they still possessed considerable attainments in Mystic Arts and Dao Arts. When it came to movement and escape techniques, they were confident they were inferior to no Dao Venerable, and were even far stronger than some Dao Immortals.
Yet even so, they still could not catch Lin Bai.
At times like this, Lin Bai would silently thank Ling Tianzi. Back then, Ling Tianzi had taught Lin Bai the art of flying swords. He had not taught Lin Bai a single offensive technique, but he had taught him a way to stay alive—the Sword Control Art!
"You two need not worry. Even if his escape technique is profound, he is still only a second-grade Dao Venerable. How much spiritual power could a second-grade Dao Venerable have in his body? As long as we follow him, the spiritual power in his body will be completely exhausted within half a day. When that happens, will he not be at our mercy?" Zhao Longqing was clearly far more rational. He quickly discerned the advantages and disadvantages on both sides and calmly followed