Breaking Through the Encirclement

You had to admit, old ginger really was spicier.

At Zhao Qingming's reminder, Xiao Ran immediately understood: burn his boats and fight with his back to the wall.

Since the other side was forcing him into a dead end, simply running away would be like slowly boiling a frog—he'd be worn down to death.

As soon as the thought occurred to him, Xiao Ran knew what to do. He suddenly accelerated.

He devoted half his mental power to transforming the spider legs back into treads, then charged full speed to the left, as if he meant to force his way out of the encirclement.

Seeing this, the purple fungal clusters surrounding Xiao Ran immediately sped up to keep pace.

Both sides' speeds surged to their limits. Xiao Ran's mountain-sized fungal body raced ahead, relying on the incredible mobility granted by the newly synthesized Fourth Generation Mycelium to put some distance between himself and the dark purple pursuers. Even the four Crystal Mycelium Balls behind him, which had locked onto him, gradually fell farther back.

But as his speed increased, his maneuverability kept declining. The Crystal Mycelium Balls behind him fired several beams in succession, seizing every opportunity when he changed direction to bombard him. They didn't cause any more massive breaches, but each hit felt like a blunt weapon slamming into his mental core, leaving his mental power aching faintly.

Inside him, the four major factories groaned as they ran beyond capacity, while the pheromone lights around the cultivation pools flickered rapidly.

Wu Man had no choice but to slow down the synthesis of the Fifth Generation Cultivation Liquid.

But Xiao Ran couldn't spare any attention for that. His consciousness remained fixed on the purple fungal groups behind him.

He frantically calculated the distance between them.

*Still not close enough.