Xie Lin led two late-stage Pre-Heaven Realm experts in pursuit, but to their surprise, they never managed to catch up. If Xie Lin hadn't sensed Fang Mo's presence, he would have thought they were heading in the wrong direction.
"Stay behind and keep up!"
After chasing for more than ten miles, Xie Lin finally couldn't stand it any longer. He called back to the two men, then raced ahead alone.
As a peak Pre-Heaven Realm expert, he was much faster than the two men, and soon left them far behind. Yet the farther he chased, the more uneasy he became. He couldn't understand how Fang Mo could keep running for dozens of miles without being caught.
After pursuing him for more than thirty miles, he finally spotted Fang Mo ahead. Fang Mo's movement technique was extremely strange; his body seemed weightless. Like a falcon riding the wind, he moved with astonishing ease.
"I've got you now! Let's see where you run!"
Xie Lin gritted his teeth and surged forward again. The two chased and fled for more than ten miles, but he still couldn't catch Fang Mo. Xie Lin was already panting, sweat glistening on his body as his blood surged. Doubt and a trace of unease welled up inside him.
Could Fang Mo's earlier display of strength have been an act, given how fast he was?
As he was puzzling over it, Fang Mo slowed down.
"Can't run anymore?"
Excitement flashed in Xie Lin's eyes. He gritted his teeth and sped up again.
After another few miles, Fang Mo suddenly stopped and stood on a boulder with his back to Xie Lin.
Xie Lin landed on another boulder several dozen meters away. He was breathing hard, his blood surging, and he snapped, "Run... I'd like to see where you