Lu Sheng and Ming He also sensed Sage Nu Wa's gaze. With their scalps prickling, they exchanged a look and turned to flee.
In the end, their goals had been the same: they had both come to pick up scraps. While the Sage ignored them, they could still lurk to one side and wait for an opportunity.
But the moment the Sage's gaze shifted toward them, they would run as far as they possibly could.
Lu Sheng transformed into flames and shot hundreds of thousands of miles away in one breath. Only when the gaze that had stabbed his back with searing pain gradually faded and vanished did he slow down slightly and let out a breath. He hovered above a vast ocean.
Above him was the dark-red hollow still pouring down the waters of the Heavenly River. Below was a boundless deep-blue ocean streaked with silver.
He had flown all the way over the North Sea in one go.
After repeatedly sensing behind him, Lu Sheng finally confirmed that Sage Nu Wa was no longer watching him. Only then did he exhale fiercely.
"If I'm not mistaken, Ming He should be at the Quasi-Sage realm. That silent ambush ability, along with that powerful aura-energy force field capable of standing evenly against mine... a Quasi-Sage truly is extraordinary."
Lu Sheng's expression shifted. In mythology, Ming He was said to be immortal, his true body an endless river of blood. He had even created the legendary Great Asura Clan. He wielded the Abi Yuan Slaughter Twin Swords, two first-rate Innate Spiritual Treasures, mighty existences second only to supreme Innate Spiritual Treasures such as the Chaos Bell.
If they truly fought, he had no spiritual treasure to protect himself. He really might suffer a huge loss.
"Looks like I'll need to find