Southern Pole Trapped, Burning Lamp Terrified

Zhao Gongming watched Daoist Burning Lamp's fleeing figure and let out a hearty laugh that shook the Nine Heavens.

"Hahaha! The Chan Sect's Deputy Leader is nothing special after all!"

"Want to run? Not a chance!"

With that, the Mystic Light around his body flared, and he was about to transform into a streak of light and pursue him.

Just then, Jiang Ziya's urgent shout came from below.

"Senior Brother Zhao! Don't pursue a desperate enemy!"

Zhao Gongming, who had been about to give chase, suddenly halted. He stopped in midair and glanced back at Jiang Ziya below.

He looked again at Burning Lamp, who had already become a black dot on the horizon. In the end, he suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

He understood what Jiang Ziya meant.

Very well.

That old fellow Burning Lamp was also a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and he had listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace. He had plenty of life-saving methods.

Defeating him was easy, but if he was determined to flee, completely killing him would indeed take considerable effort. It would not be easy.

Rather than waste time on a fleeing Burning Lamp, he might as well resolve the battle before him first.

"Hmph, that old fellow is lucky to have run so fast!"

Zhao Gongming abandoned the idea of pursuing Burning Lamp, turned around, and shifted his gaze toward another battlefield.

There, Yun Zhongzi was being tightly entangled by Saint Mother Huoling and Yu Yuan.

Good! Since Burning Lamp has run away, I'll start with you, Yun Zhongzi!

Zhao Gongming sneered inwardly. He was just about to go provide support and take Yun Zhongzi down as well.

However, before he could move.

However, before Zhao Gongming could move.

On the battlefield, the moment Yun Zhongzi saw Daoist