Lu Yin slammed into a bamboo stalk, tearing open his thigh. He spat blood again and looked up, but Death Lord had already vanished without a trace.
The Bone Flute let him move at a speed comparable to Instant Movement. How could Death Lord be slow? He could only be faster. Lu Yin couldn't catch up even if he tried to flee; he couldn't even keep Death Lord in sight.
He panted heavily and grabbed the bamboo, snapping it in two.
Blood stained his clothes red.
This sudden battle had forced him to use all his strength. If he hadn't grown much stronger during this time, he wouldn't have been able to escape Death Lord's deadly attack.
Still, Death Lord had put far less pressure on him than the Life Master had.
Why was that?
If the Life Master had been the one to attack just now, then no matter how strong Lu Yin was, escaping would have been difficult.
Last time, even with all his strength, he'd only managed to seize a momentary chance to escape. Even though he was much stronger now, he still wouldn't have stood a chance against the Life Master. The Life Master had already suffered once and would surely attack with all his strength next time. That power was beyond anything Lu Yin could imagine.
If the Life Master attacked with the same level of power as before, then of course it would be much easier for Lu Yin to seize a chance to escape.
He lowered his head and looked himself over. What a mess.
But Death Lord hadn't come away unscathed, either. Lu Yin turned to look into the distance, where the Silent Sea Death Realm lay in utter darkness and dead silence.
In the end, Death Lord hadn't even taken away