Feng Jun dodged so swiftly that, for a moment, he even forgot where his Cloud Pillar was.
Still, he had dodged in time. Almost the instant he moved aside, an immense pressure descended from the sky along with a powerful aura. The vast spiritual energy made people feel as though they could barely breathe.
A Wild Beast—definitely a Wild Beast, and not a low-level one.
Feng Jun casually scattered a cup of Spirit Wine, then his body flashed again. I dodge, I dodge... I dodge again...
He had actually lost his bearings. Otherwise, he thought retreating to the Cloud Pillar would have been a good choice.
At that Cloud Pillar... even within that protruding section, he was unquestionably the strongest. This Wild Beast was naturally stronger than him, but if it dared follow him there, with so many Emergence from Dust Stage cultivators around, how could they let it run wild?
But he was now in an unknown location and could not think that far ahead. His body flashed once more, shooting over ten li away.
Then his eyes lit up. He had finally burst out of the Mirage Miasma, but wait... how had he charged into the Spirit Beast army?
The Mirage Miasma only covered the city walls and an area three or four li beyond them. Farther out was where the Spirit Beast army had gathered, massing together and preparing to attack the walls.
A human suddenly burst out of the Mirage Miasma. Feng Jun was stunned, and so were the Spirit Beasts—were Human Race cultivators launching a countercharge?
Fortunately, Feng Jun had been somewhat prepared. Without another word, he turned and charged back into the Mirage Miasma. As long as he rushed straight ahead, he could return to the human camp.
But he had barely entered the