Park Jingxi's purple mist was the most troublesome.
The mist filled the surroundings, writhing silently toward Lin Qing like countless purple snakes, far faster than a person could run.
Some of the purple mist had already caught up with Lin Qing, constantly assailing his Protective True Gang. Had his Gang Core not been a Supreme Gang Pill, far surpassing those of ordinary prodigies, the mist would probably have knocked him senseless.
Even so, the dense purple mist left Lin Qing's legs feeling weak, and brief flashes of disorientation swept through his mind.
They lasted only an instant, but in a chase where life and death hung in the balance...
An instant of disorientation could be fatal.
He could only run. Run with everything he had.
Half an hour passed.
The three behind him still pursued relentlessly, maintaining a distance of two hundred zhang.
Lin Qing could feel his stamina draining rapidly. His legs began to weaken, and his breathing grew increasingly ragged.
Every breath made his chest hurt as though it were burning.
The Gang Force within his Gang Core had nearly run dry, and his Thunder Escape movement technique had slowed noticeably.
Just as he was about to reach his limit, the Dragonfall Sunset Bow in his hand suddenly grew scalding hot.
He had finally completed most of the Sunset Bow's refinement.
Refining an Ancient Treasure was different from refining an ordinary Source Artifact.
An ordinary Source Artifact could be used as soon as it was acquired, though its full power could not be unleashed.
An Ancient Treasure was different. The will and seals of ancient powerhouses lingered upon it, making it unusable until it had been refined.
While fleeing, Lin Qing had already dripped his blood essence onto the Sunset Bow and infused a strand of his