With the flesh, bones, and blood of Demon Race Dao Realm experts containing astonishing energy to eat, Little Cat's cultivation had been steadily improving along the way.
Little Cat's flying speed was also steadily, if slowly, increasing.
In the span of one day and one night, Little Cat had already carried Ye Zhen at least five million li away.
Five million li away from White Tiger City, the stone hanging over Ye Zhen's heart finally dropped.
The strength Black Tiger King had displayed earlier was simply too terrifying.
To be honest, Ye Zhen was rather thankful for the deal he had made with Black Tiger King.
If Ye Zhen had not prepared so thoroughly back then and tampered with the Dragon Saliva Flat Peach used in the transaction to threaten Black Tiger King, whether he could have left safely would have been another matter entirely.
Whenever he thought of how Black Cloud Great Sage's strategist Hu Mo had silently crumbled into ash and perished body and soul with a mere wave of Black Tiger King's hand...
Although that had been merely a divided spiritual sense Little Demon had left on White Tiger Mountain, capable only of seeing and not hearing, the instant Hu Mo had been wiped out body and soul by Black Tiger King's casual gesture had truly frightened Ye Zhen.
For the first time, Ye Zhen had witnessed the kind of terrifying existence High Priest Nahar spoke of—one trapped before the Creation Realm for countless years.
One had to know that Hu Mo was at Peak Mid Dao Realm. Once Hu Mo broke through to the Late Dao Realm, becoming a titled Great Sage would have been as certain as a nail driven into a board.
Under normal circumstances, even a titled Great Sage would find it extremely