Gone

Hoo—!

Somewhere in the Mortal Realm!

Li Su, fleeing with Cao Qian, took a deep breath, and his whole body relaxed considerably.

Although he had known back in Dark Street that the demon race would definitely find a way to block him and prepare some means against him—

He had not expected an Immortal Realm cultivator to come straight away, and one of the Eight Kings at that: the Crocodile King. Even among the Eight Kings, that fellow ranked in the top three. He was also extremely old, having been active in the Earth Immortal Realm five hundred years ago—earlier even than the Four Thieves.

He truly counted as an old monster.

After sensing briefly, Li Su found that the other party was still chasing him.

Mm.

It was quite miserable.

That fellow's divine ability was simple—crude as hell. From beginning to end, all it did was bite, bite, bite. It knew no other techniques. A dignified Immortal, and it did not have a single other skill?

What a pity he had no potent poison on hand, preferably something capable of poisoning even an Immortal Realm cultivator to death. Otherwise, he really wanted to stuff some into that thing's mouth and let it learn what the saying "you cannot eat things carelessly" truly meant.

Still, he had to admit that this move of its gave Li Su quite the headache.

It seemed that all of the other party's power existed to serve its biting divine ability, making that divine ability utterly unreasonable. It had the feeling of one perfected move conquering the whole world.

Against another Immortal Realm cultivator, Li Su could fight for a while, and even if he could not win, he could still escape.

But against this thing, he had truly been entangled. It was troublesome. They