High in the void, Jiang Ping An, a prodigy invincible among those of the same rank, fled in wretched disarray like a stray dog.
No matter how formidable Jiang Ping An's combat strength was, no matter how easily he could crush geniuses of the same rank, before a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse two realms above him, he had no strength to fight at all.
Only by using Teleportation Talismans could he prolong his miserable existence for a while longer.
He already knew his fate, yet he was still fleeing with all his might.
Behind him, the Heavenly Immortal from the Ye Clan Immortal Dynasty pursued him relentlessly. His eyes were as terrifying as abysses, and wherever he passed, all laws retreated.
"Jiang Ping An, what is the point of running? Surrender without resistance, and I will grant you a quicker death."
The Heavenly Immortal's voice was cold as ice, piercing through the void and reaching deep into Jiang Ping An's soul.
Jiang Ping An acted as though he had not heard him, crushing the Teleportation Talismans in his hand one after another.
The number of Teleportation Talismans in his hand dwindled.
Five, four, three...
Resources he had accumulated over several centuries were nearly exhausted in less than half a cup of tea.
After crushing the ninth Teleportation Talisman, Jiang Ping An began to fully activate the Divine Feather Art and fled madly.
Seeing this, the Heavenly Immortal of the Ye Clan Immortal Dynasty knew that Jiang Ping An had run out of Teleportation Talismans. He sneered and accelerated after him.
The distance between them steadily shrank.
In only a short while, the Heavenly Immortal powerhouse arrived behind Jiang Ping An. A massive hand containing the power of a Heavenly Immortal reached for Jiang Ping An's body.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Immortal powerhouse