"Zhong Xuan was indeed somewhat cunning..." Ye Tian revealed a faint smile and murmured calmly.
No sooner had Ye Tian finished speaking than Ren Qing finally noticed something amiss, his expression changing slightly.
He extended a hand from afar. Immortal energy around him surged violently as though the sea were boiling, and a powerful force descended shakily upon Zhong Xuan within the golden net.
Zhong Xuan actually made no sound. After his half-illusory figure trembled violently for several breaths, it suddenly burst apart, turning into a wisp of curling light smoke. There was nothing else.
"Hahahaha!"
"Ren Qing, you are still too young. Before this old man, you are far too green!"
Zhong Xuan's voice came from the distant sky, beyond the golden net, brimming with confidence and smug delight.
Perhaps it could no longer be called Zhong Xuan. Like Ren Qing, Ye Tian should call it Wuji instead.
From afar, its form was a spherical ball of light, from which an aged, indifferent voice emerged.
Ye Tian clearly saw that this fellow called Wuji was not nearly as carefree as it appeared. Before Ren Qing had trapped it in the golden net, it had forcibly severed a portion of itself, abandoning that part like a lizard shedding its tail, and only then had it escaped.
A trace of anger flashed through Ren Qing's eyes. His face turned livid, and with a wave of his hand, the entire golden net suddenly collapsed.
"Wuji, I will definitely catch you!" Ren Qing said through gritted teeth.
"Those words mean nothing!" Wuji laughed loudly, and his figure abruptly vanished from where it stood. Ye Tian saw that it was a terrifying speed far beyond the early-stage True Immortal. Ren Qing would certainly be unable to catch up.
Ren Qing understood this clearly as