Jiang Ping An swept his gaze across Feng Yu Island. Beyond the island gate, he could vaguely make out more guardians gathering, and his brow furrowed slightly.
This place was too close to their nest. If he dragged things out, only more powerful foes would come. He could not afford a prolonged fight.
With a flick of his fingers, a gilded Speed Talisman appeared in his palm, fine wind patterns flowing along its edges.
"Buzz—"
The instant divine power poured into it, the talisman burst into golden flames. Countless divine runes seemed to come alive, breaking free from the fire and surging around him like a tide.
The divine runes stirred the sea wind, carrying his body as he shot into the distance at tremendous speed.
Like a golden meteor tearing across the gloomy horizon.
"Trying to run?"
Suppressing the ache in his heart, Luo Qianqiu pulled a gray-blue talisman from his robes and viciously slapped it onto his chest.
This Speed Talisman was not particularly expensive, but it still cost three months of his salary. Usually, he could not even bear to touch it.
But to pursue this man, he had no choice but to use it.
"You dog! Just let this old man catch you—I'll skewer you on a roasting rack!"
The talisman activated, and a layer of gray mist surged around him as his speed suddenly soared.
As he chased, he swung his sword and unleashed several streaks of black sword qi.
The sword qi tore through the seawater, shooting toward Jiang Ping An's back with piercing shrieks through the air.
Yet Jiang Ping An seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Just before the sword qi struck, he always shifted his body slightly aside. Every dodge was as precise as if he had