Lu Shantian fled through the dense fog at astonishing speed. After his figure had traveled several hundred li through the mist, however, it began to grow faint, then gradually dissipated.
At that moment, inside a mountain, Lu Shantian's true body emerged from underground amid a glow of immortal light, carrying a trace of icy baleful intent.
"Damn it," Lu Shantian muttered. With the help of his Earth-Origin Treasure, he could have traveled thousands of li underground without a sound, enough to shake off the unfathomably powerful man behind him in this Illusory Fog Swamp. But underground, the metallic and icy baleful intents shifted unpredictably. Lu Shantian had done his best to avoid them, yet he had still been caught by a wave of icy baleful intent. Even after taking a Purging Fury Pill, the icy baleful intent beneath the ground had made him shiver.
That was why he had been forced to emerge early. Lu Shantian cautiously looked around. A few hundred li was only a moment's journey for an immortal. Still, he had managed to put some distance between himself and Lu Xiaotian. As long as his pursuer hadn't kept his divine sense locked onto him, there was a good chance he could escape.
The icy baleful intent underground here was far too dense. Having already been forced out once, Lu Shantian didn't dare risk burrowing underground again. If the icy baleful intent struck him once more, he might not be able to make headway, and he would suffer injuries of varying severity.
After a brief rest, Lu Shantian cautiously made his way out. But as soon as he reached the mountain's entrance, his face suddenly changed. Through the thick white fog, a pagoda came hurtling toward him. Wasn't this the immortal artifact held in the silver-haired immortal's palm?