Qian Wudang went after Lin Yinxiu and vanished from sight.
The Sect Master also pursued them.
Lu Ye was left where he stood, deep in thought.
Clearly, it was Liu Yuemei who had bullied the weak with her strength and tried to capture and kill him. How had she become a Myriad Demon Ridge bandit in the Sect Master's mouth?
On second thought, Lu Ye understood.
When it comes to ginger, the older the spicier! Liu Yuemei was probably doomed this time!
Feeling the Sect Master's heartfelt protection, Lu Ye's heart warmed. Standing in midair beneath the glow of the Golden Body Token was rather unsightly, so he descended and waited quietly.
Several dozen miles away, Liu Yuemei fled madly. Yet a thread of aura clung to her like maggots to the bone, locking onto her tightly. The sharpness of that aura made even a Divine Sea Realm cultivator like her shudder inwardly.
Though they were both in the Divine Sea Realm, and she was even at Tier Seven, she knew well the enormous gap between herself and the Crimson Blood Sect's Sect Master.
This man had already stood at the very pinnacle of the Nine Provinces decades ago. After several decades of concealing his brilliance and biding his time, no one knew what terrifying foundation he had amassed.
Thus, after sensing Qian Wudang's and Tang Yifeng's auras, she had no choice at all. She could only abandon the Lu Ye she had just captured and flee alone.
Yet her opponent pursued relentlessly.
How swiftly the wheel of fortune turned. Not long ago, Lu Yiye had been chased by her in panicked flight like a homeless dog. In the blink of an eye, it was her turn.
What bitter irony.
The distance between them rapidly shrank. Though separated by dozens