Bi Fan pursued them for a while, but Xie Xiao Yun and the others had expended too much energy and had no choice but to stop.
Seeing Bi Fan trailing them unhurriedly put enormous pressure on the Undying Race and Demon Race powerhouses.
"Who are you?" Xie Xiao Yun asked.
Bi Fan's speed left Xie Xiao Yun deeply shocked. He recognized that Bi Fan wasn't any of the forty super peak Quasi-Supreme powerhouses from before.
Seeing Bi Fan made them even more troubled, because it meant their opponent still had strength to spare.
"Who do you think I am?" Bi Fan asked with a smile.
"You must be a powerhouse sent by one of those ninth-grade sects in the Primordial Imperial Universe. Am I right? You've been chasing us for so long. Can't you just give up? If you stop hunting us, I can give you whatever treasure you want," Heng Ba Tian said.
They were saying this purely to buy time.
They knew very well that this fight would end with either their deaths or their opponents'.
Bi Fan smiled. "I want you. You yourselves are treasures. Once I kill you all, your treasures will be mine."
He didn't reveal his identity first. He wasn't after fame, so there was no reason to announce who he was.
Of course, if he did announce himself, the Undying Race and Demon Race powerhouses would surely be even more terrified.
He had his reasons for not doing so.
More than a thousand Quasi-Supreme powerhouses from the Undying Race and Demon Race remained. The outcome was still undecided, so caution was essential. It was best to keep some trump cards in reserve.
"Kid, don't think we're incapable of fighting back. If we risk our lives, you won't come out of this unscathed either!"