Rong Hang and the other two exerted their full strength, even directly tearing apart Lesser Teleportation Talismans. In an instant, they slipped into space, fleeing thousands of kilometers away and vanishing from where they stood.
At such speed, even a True Person of the Golden Core Realm would be unable to catch up.
"Run away?"
Xia Ping sneered. "But do you really think you can escape?"
If he had been an ordinary cultivator, with the enemy having fled thousands of kilometers away, he might truly have been unable to catch up. He could only watch helplessly as they escaped into the distance.
But he possessed no shortage of methods to kill those three Golden Core True Persons.
At once, Xia Ping took out a treasured bow—the Heaven-Burying Bow. It was a magic artifact he had acquired during the Universe Sect's previous trial, an imitation of the Saint Artifact, the Heaven-Burying Bow.
Yet even as an imitation, it contained terrifying power and had reached the grade of a high-grade spirit artifact.
Xia Ping closed his eyes. His formidable divine sense spread out soundlessly, sweeping across ten thousand kilometers like ripples spreading ring after ring, causing even the void to ripple.
Immediately, he sensed the auras of Rong Hang and the other two, as well as the spiritual marks he had left on them earlier.
With those spiritual marks present, the three of them shone as brightly as light bulbs in his perception.
"I've found them. They're here."
Xia Ping abruptly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, mysterious formations seemed to be operating. An indescribable aura emanated from him as he gripped the Heaven-Burying Bow, drew it, and nocked an arrow.
Supreme divine ability, Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art!
A heaven-and-earth formation within his body began to operate—deep, dark, and resonating with