His mind raced, replaying every moment that had just passed in an instant.
A deep sense of foreboding welled up within him.
"What have I overlooked?" Song Jingzhe asked himself, searching his heart. "What crucial thing did I miss?"
No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find the answer.
In the blink of an eye, Old Man Corpse of Heaven's figure flickered. He passed through the void and appeared atop the Scripture Pavilion.
It was the spatial-traveling ability of a Fifth Realm Roaming Corpse.
In almost an instant, he had put a considerable distance between himself and Song Jingzhe.
"Not good!" Song Jingzhe cried out inwardly.
At last, he realized what was wrong.
Throughout their battle, Old Man Corpse of Heaven had been deliberately luring him farther and farther away.
At first, Song Jingzhe hadn't thought anything of it.
The might of a battle between Great Grandmasters was simply too immense. True essence scattered everywhere, and its effects reached far and wide.
If they fought right there at Tianning Temple, they could easily harm Lu Yang and the others.
They had chosen to fight in the sky to keep innocent bystanders from getting caught in the crossfire.
Yet without realizing it, their battlefield had drifted dozens of li to the east.
For Great Grandmasters who could fly, that distance wasn't far. Tianning Temple was still within his senses, and Song Jingzhe had let his guard down because of it, fooling himself into feeling safe.
He had even forgotten that Roaming Corpses could travel short distances through the void—and that some kind of treasure could extend their range.
For example, a single-use flying treasure: the Clear Sky Shuttle!
In the blink of an eye, Old Man Corpse of Heaven's hunched figure had returned to Tianning Temple.
He turned his hand