The old man in beast hide had always been this cautious.
It was precisely this caution that had kept him alive until now. He had survived when he pursued the Sikong couple over a decade ago, and when the Humanoid Fierce Beast was smashed into the sea, he had not dared risk snatching the treasure.
At the battlefield between Thousand Kings and Overlord Heaven, he had also decisively withdrawn.
Now, of course, he could not take reckless risks either. Finding the little Sikong girl was already an enormous, enormous gain.
A man's heart was never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. The old man in beast hide understood that truth well.
Thus, he prepared to use Space Folding...
Yet at that very moment, with a buzzing boom, something erupted from within the secret realm's gate again. Two clusters of power suddenly burst forth and surrounded Sikong Ling.
At the same time, those two clusters of power disrupted space, instantly causing the old man in beast hide's Space Folding to fail.
With space in chaos, forcing a fold would leave one unable to distinguish east from west, north from south—and spatial turbulence could easily arise as well...
The old man in beast hide's mouth twitched at the sight.
He cursed furiously, "Damn it! Those two who might already be dead keep fucking getting in my way."
He discovered that he could take Sikong Ling and fly away, but he simply could not use Space Folding.
Flying alone was far too slow.
Just as he hesitated once more over what to do...
He suddenly whipped his head around toward the surrounding space. Not far away, space warped and tore open a gap.
The old man in beast hide's eyes widened. In a low voice, he said, "A spatial sacred