Jianlongzi gritted his teeth and kept going, flying for nearly another half hour. His Dantian throbbed with tearing pain, and his True Essence was as depleted as a cracked riverbed. Even raising a hand to form a spell seal felt like a struggle.
He could hold on no longer. Slowly, he descended and landed before a secluded cave, warily scanning the surroundings.
Only after confirming that nothing was amiss did he swallow a mouthful of dry spit, his Adam's apple bobbing. Forcing down his panic, he reassured himself, "I've flown so far already. No matter how fast that fellow is, he can't have caught up..."
"Thank goodness that move, Cloud Sea Swallowing Edge, worked just now."
He leaned against the cave wall, panting hard. The scene from earlier flashed through his mind. "If that sword move hadn't bought me time, I'd have been caught already."
I need to catch my breath and recover some True Essence, then leave at once. I absolutely can't linger here.
But at the thought, his brows furrowed.
That earlier move, Lotus Blade Splitting Snow, had clearly been just as sharp as Cloud Sea Swallowing Edge. Why couldn't the former even break through Zhao Cheng's True Essence, while the latter had made him pause for a moment?
He couldn't make sense of it, so he could only chalk it up to some special property of Cloud Sea Swallowing Edge that had happened to hold his opponent at bay for a little while.
The thought eased his taut nerves a little, even giving him a faint sense of security. *If that fiend really catches up, I can use Cloud Sea Swallowing Edge to stall him again.
As long as I make it to the Sword Hut's territory, the elders of the sect will be able to keep