Southern Wasteland Star Domain, Shattered Star Plains.
A streak of green light hurtled through the chaos airflow at astonishing speed.
True Lord Qingmu's face was pale. He had already depleted seventy percent of the Great Dao of Wood within him.
He had spent all these years fleeing, hiding from east to west and running from north to south.
Now pursuers were behind him again.
He swept his divine thought behind him, and his heart sank.
Five auras, all in the Fusion Dao Realm.
"Damn it."
True Lord Qingmu gritted his teeth and forcibly drove his origin power, increasing his speed by another thirty percent.
True Lord Jiemie's territory lay just ahead. Once he reached it, these pursuers would not dare act recklessly.
"Fellow Daoist Qingmu, where are you going in such a hurry?"
A mocking voice came from the side.
True Lord Qingmu's heart jolted.
The void split open, and a bald cultivator blocked his path.
"True Lord Red Fire." True Lord Qingmu stopped.
"What do you want?"
"What do I want?" True Lord Red Fire laughed.
"What a funny question, Fellow Daoist Qingmu. The entire Hongmeng Universe knows you have a True Saint's insights."
"I merely want to borrow them for a look. What's wrong with that?"
"How many times have I said it? I don't have any True Saint's insights," True Lord Qingmu said.
"Those are all rumors."
"Rumors?" The five pursuers behind him also closed in.
One of them, a tall, thin cultivator, sneered.
"When has information sold by True Lord Duobao ever been a rumor?"
"When you people went into True Saint Yuan Chu's inner world, were you just sightseeing?"
"Would you have gone to so much trouble if there were nothing to gain?"
True Lord Qingmu closed his eyes.
He knew greed had clouded