"You'd better wait for me!"
The fire-robed man let out a venomous howl and no longer had any desire to continue fighting.
He forcibly suppressed his injuries, turned around, and transformed into a streak of fiery-red light.
He fled madly into the distance.
He had to escape—farther was better!
As long as he survived, he swore he would repay the humiliation he had suffered today a hundredfold, a thousandfold over!
"Trying to run? Did you ask me first?"
Yang Lingtian watched his fleeing back, a cold killing intent flashing through his eyes.
Letting a tiger return to the mountains would bring endless trouble.
He understood that principle better than anyone.
Today, this fire-robed man had to die!
"Big Brother, he's too fast! We can't catch up!"
Yang Dingtian looked at the fiery-red streak of light that was already about to disappear over the horizon and spoke anxiously.
The flying speed of a Divine King powerhouse was far beyond what they could match, even on this Mysterious Yellow Star.
"We can catch him." Yang Lingtian spoke calmly.
The next moment, two profound runes condensed from Chaos Power suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
"Heaven-Treading Steps!"
He gave a low shout. His figure blurred, transforming into a gray bolt of lightning.
That speed was actually three times faster than the fire-robed man's fleeing speed!
In merely a few breaths, he had caught up with the fiery-red streak of light and blocked its path.
"What?"
The fire-robed man, who had been frantically fleeing for his life,
nearly had his eyeballs pop out when he saw Yang Lingtian suddenly appear before him.
"Your... your speed—how can it be this fast?"
He could not understand.
How could a Divine Lord possibly be faster than him, a Divine King?
This completely overturned his understanding.
"I told you.