The inner grounds of the Sword Discussion Assembly were thick with forest.
Shi Tiangang pursued, while Mo Hua fled.
Mo Hua fled in haste, his back a picture of panic, like a little deer with its life hanging by a thread, scrambling in every direction.
Shi Tiangang, meanwhile, wore a cold sneer and an imposing expression. His Vajra body was tall and mighty, his strides swift as the wind, like a ferocious tiger hunting its prey.
Countless spectators outside the arena watched this scene with boundless delight.
"Damn Mo Hua, so you have this day too."
"Good and evil will have their recompense. It is not that retribution does not come, only that the time has not yet arrived."
They could all see that as long as Shi Tiangang caught up to Mo Hua, he would only need to give a light squeeze to crush him to death.
And that was precisely the scene they eagerly awaited.
Within the mountain forest.
Shi Tiangang truly was closing in on Mo Hua step by step. He was a Body Cultivator tempered through a thousand hammers and ten thousand fires; his Movement Technique was clearly faster than Mo Hua's.
Yet Shi Tiangang did not let down his guard.
He knew Mo Hua was absolutely not as simple as he appeared, much less someone who would meekly await death.
Moreover, Mo Hua was the Array Dao Champion.
Even in the Sword Discussion Assembly, where he made his living through "spells," he would certainly have held back some array techniques.
Sure enough, before long, rocks rose from the ground and earth collapsed, forming a trap that imprisoned Shi Tiangang.
Second-Grade Mid-Tier Array Technique: Quicksand Mountain Lock Array.
Shi Tiangang paid it no mind.
With a sweep of his arm, he shattered chain after chain of