As for whether the Purgatory Blood Demon Envoys guarding him lived or died?
Did he care in the slightest?
There were plenty of Blood Demon Envoys like these in the clan anyway.
He could simply apply for a few more when the time came.
At that thought, Purgatory Situ subconsciously glanced back.
And at that very instant, he happened to see it—the scene after that eerie sword light flashed...
The lifeless Purgatory Blood Demon Envoy plummeting from the sea of clouds.
At the sight, the flowing light Purgatory Situ had transformed into seemed to surge several degrees faster.
Likewise, after killing the sole remaining Purgatory Blood Demon Envoy, Cheng Buzheng's gaze fell upon the flowing light shooting toward the distance.
Noticing Purgatory Situ fleeing at top speed...
A chill flashed through Cheng Buzheng's eyes as he sneered, "Do you think you can get away?"
Before his words had faded, Mystic Light rose beneath the feet of Cheng Buzheng, who stood suspended in the air...
When one looked again, his figure had already vanished from the void where he had stood.
A few breaths later, Cheng Buzheng, transformed into flowing light, caught up with that Purgatory Situ.
After all, with seven or eight tenths of his strength gone, how could Purgatory Situ possibly compare to Cheng Buzheng, whose escape art was bolstered by a divine ability?
Even if this avatar's cultivation had fallen by a minor realm, he was still not someone that Purgatory Situ could compare to.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the flowing light not far ahead, his gaze utterly calm.
Then he extended one hand, spreading his five fingers.
At the same time, the Magic Power within this avatar's dantian surged out madly.
In an instant, eerie light burst from his outspread fingers, and a soul-shaking fluctuation spread with