But if he did not give chase, he would lose the Shen Xing Talisman—his treasured means of survival.
Had he not repeatedly escaped from the encirclement of those peak races by relying on the Shen Xing Talisman?
Just like this brat before him—relying on the Shen Xing Talisman, even he could not catch up.
"We're here, we're here."
Seeing the massive tower flickering in and out of view amid the distant Starry Sky, Yu Ye's face lit up with joy.
Starry Tower was like a lighthouse in the lonely Starry Sky, guiding those who had lost their way.
"Senior, Senior, I brought him here! I brought him here!"
The youth poured all his immortal power into the Jade Talisman in his hand. As spiritual energy flowed into it, the talisman began to bloom with boundless radiance.
"Brat, you're courting death."
Suddenly, a streak of Sword Qi pierced straight through his chest. He looked down at his chest in disbelief. A huge hole had appeared where his heart was, and blood scattered across the Starry Sky.
"Brat, did you really think this old man couldn't catch you? How naive. You think that with Mahayana cultivation, you can evade this old man's pursuit? Not even with the Shen Xing Talisman."
Langtao Tian arrived before Yu Ye with a savage grin. Then, with two fingers formed into a sword and a casual sweep, he severed Yu Ye's legs.
Streams of golden runes began to fly from Yu Ye's legs, winding around Langtao Tian's arm.
Yu Ye slowly closed his eyes. Blue light emerged from his body, wrapping around him. When the blue light faded, a white fox floated silently in the Starry Sky.
Langtao Tian did not even spare the fox a glance. He turned, cast a wary look at the distant massive