But that strike had also made Su Ming pay a price.
His figure swayed, and his face turned even paler.
The traces of intangibility on his chest spread a little farther.
In his mind, some fragmented memories were rapidly blurring.
It seemed he had forgotten.
The disciple who had charged at the very front just now—what was his name?
Luo Yiyi supported his arm and said softly, "How are you?"
"I'm fine."
Su Ming shook his head, suppressing the dizziness in his mind.
"Hurry up and go. They're almost here."
Everyone sprinted wildly the whole way.
Soon, they reached the edge of the Chaos Void.
The solid ground beneath their feet vanished, replaced by gray, hazy Void Turbulence.
As long as they rushed in and used the turbulence to conceal their auras, they would be able to shake off their pursuers for a while.
But just then.
An earth-shaking roar came from behind them.
"Trying to run?"
Fury's figure was the first to catch up.
Red-black flames of qi billowed from its entire body, and its speed was astonishingly fast.
It smashed a fist down viciously toward the rear of the group.
"You go first! I'll block it!"
The Peerless War King abruptly stopped.
He turned around, facing the direction from which Fury was charging.
Golden War King Blood Qi burned to the limit.
"Senior Peerless!"
Someone cried out despite themselves.
"Cut the crap!"
The Peerless War King did not even look back, his voice booming.
"Take everyone and go! If one can get away, then one gets away!"
"I'll hold it off!"
As soon as the words fell.
He took the initiative to charge straight at Fury.
A golden fist imprint met the red-black giant fist.
Boom—!
A terrifying wave of qi spread in every direction.
The surrounding void