"Thump, thump..."
The dread grew stronger and stronger. Lin Qing's heart was already racing at its limit, and he could even feel his hairs standing on end, one by one. It was as though an electric current had shot up from the soles of his feet, making every hair bristle in its wake.
Lin Qing did not hesitate. He stamped down and shot to the right, unleashing Thunder Escape to flee into the distance at full speed.
At the same time, he reached behind his shoulder with his left hand and gripped the Sunset Bow, setting his right hand on its string and pouring in Gang Force.
A golden arrow condensed at his fingertips.
He did not know where the danger was coming from.
Standing still and waiting to die was the stupidest choice.
His figure had barely swept a few dozen zhang away when the danger arrived.
A towering streak of blood-red light, wrapped in thick black smoke, tore through the air from the northern horizon.
Its speed was extreme, impossible for the naked eye to track.
Like a blood-red bolt of horizontal lightning compressed to its utmost, it crossed dozens of li in an instant.
Wherever the blood-red light passed, it ripped a visible black fissure through the air, with black smoke billowing upward.
That was the mark of space being forcibly torn open.
Only an attack containing the origin power of a fifth-tier expert could possess such tremendous might.
Air currents churned in the blood-red light's wake.
A cliff blocking its path was pierced in a single strike, and a deep furrow was plowed through the ground.
The towering blood-red light was aimed at Lin Qing's heart.
Only the blink of an eye passed between its appearance and its approach to Lin Qing.
The distance of dozens