The two men met!
"Ahhh..." One after another, shrill screams echoed through the boundless darkness of the Devouring Dao Domain. Che Jing had been beaten black and blue by Lin Bai and was fleeing in utter disarray.
Flee?
Where could he possibly flee to?
This space was impregnable. Che Jing had tried everything, yet he could not tear open even a crack to escape. His flight now was nothing more than a dying struggle by prey on the verge of death.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
Che Jing fled through the dark space using his movement technique. Looking back, he saw Lin Bai pursuing him like a vengeful ghost.
If only I had a Grand Yi Divine Weapon! Che Jing felt helpless. If he had one in hand, he could surely rely on his current cultivation and the weapon's power to tear open this space and escape.
But saying all this was futile.
The Northern Region's martial artists already lived in a harsh environment, with scarce cultivation resources. Grand Yi Divine Weapons were rarer still. Perhaps one could see such a weapon in the hands of a Soul Refinement Sect Holy Son, but none of the seven of them possessed even one.
Che Jing was heavily wounded and raced through the dark space.
Just then, whether the seven of them had used a secret technique to sense one another's positions or had simply happened upon each other, a young man appeared ahead of Che Jing.
"Senior Brother Che Jing..." When the young man saw Che Jing, delight immediately appeared on his face, and he hurriedly flew over.
"Junior Brother Bao Yun." He was overjoyed to see Che Jing, while Che Jing was even more excited to see him. If the two joined forces, they might still be able to fight Lin