"Damn little bastard, you destroyed my chance at a breakthrough.
Today, even if my realm falls, I'll still keep you here!"
That resentful voice rumbled like thunder.
Even Ji Yue and the others outside Heavenly Mourning Ancient City heard it with absolute clarity.
"It really is Brother Zhou...
That crimson Heaven Opening sword radiance just now was simply... so cool."
Ji Yue looked at the passage that had been cleaved through the sea of blood-red.
It rose straight into the sky, as though connecting to the heavens.
Covering her lips with her fair hand, she exclaimed in amazement.
"Mm... but...
That Blood God formed from the Demonic Thought seems to have had its chance at a breakthrough ruined because of Brother Zhou.
It seems to have gone mad and wants to kill Brother Zhou."
Elder Yuan was filled with dread.
Within Heavenly Mourning Ancient City,
the Blood God formed from that wisp of Demonic Thought was practically invincible.
"I... still choose to believe in Brother Zhou."
Though Ji Yue was worried as well,
she prayed for Ye Fan.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Wind and thunder howled.
Ye Fan moved as swiftly as lightning.
But he discovered
that the Blood God was chasing even faster.
"Dao Seed—Wormhole: Space Jump!"
Ye Fan activated the power of his Dao Seed while fleeing for his life.
Because
skills like Space Jump required a brief wind-up.
If he waited until the Blood God truly caught up,
it would be too late to use it.
One hundred kilometers.
Fifty kilometers.
Thirty kilometers...
The distance between them kept shrinking.
It had narrowed to the point where the Blood God would catch him in only a few breaths.
Moreover,
a faint prickling sensation, like a blade against his back, made Ye Fan's body stiffen slightly.
"Little Rat, where