Suddenly, three astonishing streaks of light tore across the sky.
One raced ahead, with two in pursuit, the chase unfolding at breakneck speed.
"Thief! Come down here!"
A melodious scoff rang out. The figure wrapped in a seven-colored halo abruptly swung her hand, sending a mighty beam crashing into the person fleeing in panic ahead.
Rumble! The streak of light was blasted down in an instant, plummeting like a meteor and smashing into a small mountain. Countless people hurriedly retreated.
Fang Yi, dressed in white with black hair and sharp, star-bright eyes, coughed up blood as he leaped out from the rubble.
Everyone's eyelids twitched.
Who were these newcomers? How could they chase the God Pavilion Master's prized disciple—the number one on the Dragon Phoenix Record—into such a sorry state, beating him until he was utterly routed and coughing up blood?
The two streaks of light behind him landed, revealing a pair of celestial-looking companions.
"Gasp, that's Daluo King Mu and his companion!"
"That mysterious woman's no ordinary person either. The heir of the Snake God Palace fell by her hand."
Once they recognized the newcomers, the crowd let out a series of sharp gasps.
So it was this infamous pair of calamities!
Working together, they were more than a match for Fang Yi of the God Pavilion.
Even the likes of Hong Yu of the Demon Sect, Su Biyue of All-Saint Mountain, and Ding Xuan of the Giant Spirit Clan watched with rapt attention, afraid of missing a single detail.
"Gentlemen, I've been doing my best to give way. Why pursue me so relentlessly?"
Fang Yi forcibly suppressed the surging blood and energy in his body and looked at the two.
After following Mu Chen and his companion and failing to swoop in for the spoils, he had