Murong Yaoguang no longer wanted to fight and tried to withdraw.
As the Goddess people spoke of, she had grown up surrounded by praise and had rarely suffered setbacks.
Yet now, a low-level spirit had beaten her to the point of wanting to flee.
To her, this was a humiliation.
Humiliation aside, instinct drove her to retreat and wait until her injuries healed before returning for revenge.
However, Jiang Ping An gave her no chance to escape, keeping her locked in battle.
Whoosh, whoosh~
A space storm gradually took shape.
The spatial opening through which they had entered vanished amid the violent shifts in space.
Even if they opened another hole in the same spot, it would not lead back to the Space Transmission Bridge.
It was like dropping a blade of grass into the waves; as the waves churned, the grass's position was lost.
Seeing the spatial opening disappear, Murong Yaoguang wished she could gnaw the flesh off Jiang Ping An alive.
"You mongrel! Do you think this Goddess can't kill you? Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
If this dragged on, the space storm would very likely sweep them somewhere even farther away.
Ending the battle as quickly as possible was the best choice.
To end the battle quickly, she had to use greater power.
This would worsen her injuries.
But she could no longer afford to worry about that.
Murong Yaoguang swallowed a divine medicine, and her aura surged, abruptly returning to the level of a Third-Tier Void God.
Jiang Ping An's expression grew grave. He activated the primordial field and fled.
No matter how powerful he was in combat, he would struggle to shake a Third-Tier Void God.
"Trying to run now? Too late!"
With a thought from Murong Yaoguang, countless streaks of