Escape into the Open, Lie Low for a While
As for whether Fang Xiao lived or died, it was no longer of any importance to the Lord of the Netherworld Sea.
After all, from the moment he joined the heavenly tribulation, this tribulation had ceased to be something a mere Spirit Transformation cultivator could withstand.
Even if Fang Xiao escaped the Netherworld Sea, he would never be able to shake off the heavenly tribulation's pursuit.
At that moment, all twelve incarnations of the Lord of the Netherworld Sea gradually turned illusory. Clearly, he had taken the initiative to withdraw his divine senses.
As for Fang Xiao, he merely assumed that the Lord of the Netherworld Sea needed to focus all his strength on dealing with the heavenly tribulation and had no time to spare for him. Moreover, since he did not believe Fang Xiao could survive this tribulation, he had withdrawn his divine senses.
With such a fine opportunity before him, how could Fang Xiao possibly let it slip away? He immediately flashed toward the vortex of Yin Energy.
After all, he still had a trump card up his sleeve.
As if sensing something, the Golden Crow Sacred Fire condensed the crimson-gold sea of flames into countless fire crows, which swooped toward Fang Xiao's escape route.
Though the Golden Crow Sacred Fire had appeared because of the Lord of the Netherworld Sea, Fang Xiao was, in the end, the one Responding to Tribulation. How could it play favorites?
Neither Fang Xiao nor the Lord of the Netherworld Sea would escape.
However, Fang Xiao had now broken through his bottleneck and advanced to the late Spirit Transformation stage. His escape speed had undergone a qualitative leap.
Thus, though he was not as fast as the Golden Crow Sacred Fire, he would