A streak of Mystic Light pierced the sky, arriving after yet striking first!
Halfway through, Cheng Buzheng intercepted the three of them. Standing in the void, he looked at the three surging beams of demonic light and said coldly.
"Three Fellow Daoists, this is not a place where you may come and go as you please!"
Though his voice was not loud, it rang exceptionally clearly throughout this stretch of heaven and earth.
A battle between cultivators was not something that could end simply because one side wished it to.
Even more so when one had attacked without cause!
Thus, cultivators had to be cautious in every battle—and, more importantly, plan their retreat!
Such was the weight of karma. Without paying a price, there was no way to easily settle this karmic entanglement.
Cheng Buzheng understood this principle.
Likewise, Devil Master Bloodflame and the other two knew it well!
At this moment!
Devil Master Bloodflame, having been intercepted, looked at Cheng Buzheng blocking his path and said coldly:
"Fellow Daoist, what do you want?"
His voice sounded cold and merciless, yet his heart was filled with dread.
That was because Cheng Buzheng's suddenly unleashed escape speed had far exceeded his expectations.
This showed that the three of them would never be able to shake off the White Cloud Sect's Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Otherwise, they would not have been caught up to.
Now, only one path remained open to them.
They could choose reconciliation and compensate the other party with some Spiritual Items.
As for fighting to the death, refusing to rest until one side perished!
That was even less possible, unless they had been driven into a dead end.
First, this man's escape technique was astonishing. If he wished to flee, there was simply no stopping him.
Second, this man's