Unfortunately, there were only a handful of Voice Transmission Talismans left in his possession. He had no idea whether they would last until Zhou Tong's fire wings disappeared.
Lu Xiaotian worriedly glanced back, then continued gritting his teeth and fleeing for his life.
In the end, Lu Xiaotian's luck was still fairly good. Zhou Tong was forcing his way through the bottom of the lake with brute strength. The faster he went, the greater the resistance he encountered, and the greater the consumption of his fire wings. Moreover, he had to intercept the Voice Transmission Talismans Lu Xiaotian sent out from time to time. Whenever the distance drew closer, Lu Xiaotian would release another Voice Transmission Talisman. Even Zhou Tong, a Golden Core cultivator, was nearly driven mad by this feeling.
After chasing for a short while, Zhou Tong's face turned slightly pale. However, with his eyesight, he could naturally see clearly that the spirit talisman Lu Xiaotian had cast was nearly depleted of spiritual power after such an intense flight.
Without that seventh-grade spirit talisman, let's see where you can run now. Zhou Tong looked at Lu Xiaotian's panicked back with a vicious grin.
In truth, Lu Xiaotian was also completely at his wits' end. The spiritual power of the Thousand-Mile Divine Movement Talisman was nearly exhausted. He could not stay in the lake any longer, or he would be caught in no time.
Wait, why does this lake feel somewhat familiar?
A thought suddenly surfaced in Lu Xiaotian's mind. Several thousand li from Moonwatch City—Oxhead Mountain!
Lu Xiaotian suddenly remembered a place he had once visited when he was still at Qi Refining Great Perfection.
At this point, fleeing toward either Moonwatch City or the Battle Moon Platform was no longer realistic. He had originally possessed five seventh-grade