After discovering that a fearsome beast as powerful as the Storm Golden Crow was nearby,
Little Ice and Lu Yuan quickly changed their position.
They raced over two thousand kilometers in the opposite direction.
Only then did they begin to slow down and continue hunting fierce beasts nearby.
After all, compared to gaining Evolution Points, keeping themselves alive was more important.
"Damn it, why is this stupid bird so hard to shake?"
More than two thousand kilometers away, a red-robed figure frowned.
His form flickered rapidly among the nearby trees.
This figure was none other than the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop.
At that moment, despite his imposing presence and eighth-order Upper Rank strength, he was being chased by the Storm Golden Crow.
That's right!
The one who had drawn the Storm Golden Crow's attention again was the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop, who had rushed over after his device detected a Primal Energy fluctuation...
After all, although Little Ice had a rare bloodline, it was only at the seventh-order Lower Rank.
But the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop was at the eighth-order Upper Rank.
The difference in the amount of Primal Energy within their bodies was enormous.
In the Storm Golden Crow's eyes, the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop was far tastier prey than Little Ice.
That was what had led to this outcome.
If Lu Yuan knew, he would have to thank him.
Thank him for saving his Companion Beast's life.
If the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop knew about this, he might have been so angry he spat blood.
"Little bug, you thought you could hide?!"
The Storm Golden Crow sneered.
It knew very well that the Black Blood Cult's Grand Archbishop was darting through the trees to block its line of sight.
But unfortunately for