As blood kept pouring from his wounds, with no time to stop the bleeding, Lu Hao grew weaker and weaker.
Lu Hao's consciousness began to blur as he ran. Such a long sprint at his absolute limit left his head swimming, even with his ample Vital Blood.
Was he really going to die here?
But he hadn't reached the pinnacle of this world yet!
How could he fall here!
Just then, Lu Hao caught sight of hope. The ground ahead was clearly a different color. He was about to leave the Meat Grinder!
Once he left the Meat Grinder, the terrain would open up, and mid-ranked martial artists patrolled the area from time to time. Then he would be saved.
His fierce desire to survive kept Lu Hao sprinting madly. He could no longer feel what was happening to his body as adrenaline surged through him.
The Earth Cave martial artists pursuing him had begun to slow. Running at their limits had worn down everyone's speed, but Lu Hao alone maintained his blistering pace, keeping them from catching him.
Even the fastest Rank Six martial artist remained some distance behind Lu Hao.
Normal ground was now visible ahead, which meant they were about to leave the Meat Grinder and enter the area under Hope City's protection.
He was out! He was out!
Lu Hao left the Meat Grinder and kept sprinting toward Hope City. No martial artist had appeared to protect him yet, so he still couldn't stop.
The Earth Cave martial artists behind him saw that Lu Hao had charged out of the Meat Grinder and was still sprinting toward Hope City.
At the thought of facing the commander's wrath upon his return, the Rank Six martial artist gritted his teeth and continued the pursuit, unleashing all his Vital