Hell Golden Crow Wings!
In an instant, a pair of dark golden wings burst forth from Xia Ping's body, immediately wrapping around him. They were the wings of the Hell Golden Crow, containing tyrannical spacetime power.
Whoosh!
In merely an instant, the spacetime power around him distorted this stretch of space, and he slipped into the dimensional world. No force could lock onto his body.
It was as if, at this moment, he had reached the realm of Impervious to All Arts. Even that dark giant hand could not seize his trace.
No sooner said than done, that dark giant hand crushed down, instantly shattering the spacetime within hundreds of light-years. Explosions erupted everywhere, and all matter was annihilated.
"Hmm?!"
At this moment, a colossal figure stepped out of the void. It resembled a lion, its body shrouded in white mist, smoke coiling around it as though it had ridden the clouds and mist here.
Suanni!
Xia Ping recognized it at once. This was the famed divine beast Suanni, and it had already reached the Ancient Realm—a terrifying existence that had comprehended the Law of Creation.
"Brat, you actually managed to evade one palm strike from this old man. You do have some skill."
The Ancient Suanni spoke. "How about this? Hand over the Zhurong Grass on you, and this old man will allow you to run for three seconds. If you can escape within those three seconds, you may live. Otherwise, you die."
It gave Xia Ping only three seconds to flee. This was already the greatest mercy it could offer.
It could be said that it was determined to obtain this Zhurong Grass. Suanni were fire-attributed creatures themselves, much like Phoenixes, so the Zhurong Grass was immensely beneficial to the Suanni race.
If this Ancient Realm Suanni obtained