Looking at the surrounding void, the Rong Clan Leader frowned slightly.
With his perception and his insight into the power of space, the enemies had separated here, heading off in two different directions.
He closed his eyes, opening them again a short moment later.
Immediately, he locked onto one direction and stepped forward. The void trembled, wrapping around his body and vanishing into the empty space.
The direction the Rong Clan Leader pursued was not the one Su Mo had escaped toward, but rather the direction Xiao Ling had fled.
The Rong Clan Leader was utterly unfamiliar with both Su Mo and Xiao Ling.
During the battle earlier, he had only managed a hurried glance.
Therefore, at this very moment, he had no way of telling who specifically had escaped in which direction!
Ultimately, he could only randomly choose one direction.
Xiao Ling traveled alone through this world at high speed, unsure whether he could survive the pursuit of a Creation Realm Upper Stage Great Power.
After all, he had never crossed hands with an expert of this caliber, nor did he know what methods such an expert possessed, let alone having any contact with the Rong Clan.
Swish!
Xiao Ling appeared above a mountain range, where roars of beasts echoed from within.
He pondered slightly, forming hand seals with both hands as source force surged through his body, instantly splitting into five illusory avatars.
This was not a grand divine ability; it could only be considered a secret technique, and one he had cultivated back when he was at the Supreme Realm.
The combat power of the five avatars was not strong; each could only wield three percent of his true strength, and they possessed a lifespan of merely dozens of breaths before dissolving on their own.
Although