Boom! Boom! Boom!
Facing the lightning, Lu Cang showed not the slightest fear. He raised his hand and threw out punch after punch, shattering streak after streak of Lightning Sword Qi.
At that moment, his entire body was bathed in the power of lightning, yet it could do nothing to him—not even scratch his skin.
"Kid, stop running. Fight me openly and honorably, and I can grant you a swift death."
"If you keep running, then once I catch you, I'll let you experience the cruelest side of this world."
A faint smile curled across Lu Cang's lips.
If you stopped running now, I could grant you a swift death and leave you an intact corpse, allowing you to die with a shred of dignity.
But if you kept running? Sorry, by then, even death would be a luxury you could only dream of.
Yet Ye Lin paid him no heed, continuously accelerating as he charged ahead. As Ye Lin's speed increased, his figure became almost impossible to see beneath the vault of heaven.
And Lu Cang clung to Ye Lin like a strip of dog-hide plaster, refusing to let go.
That was Lu Cang's principle: once he made a move, he would chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you.
Otherwise, he would never be satisfied.
Principles could not be broken.
The two raced one before the other for a full half hour. A full half hour.
Just as Lu Cang was about to catch Ye Lin, Ye Lin suddenly stopped. He stood quietly in place and gave Lu Cang an eerie smile.
"Hm? You're not running anymore?"
Lu Cang frowned as he stood in the void. Ye Lin had been running perfectly well, yet suddenly stopped. When something was abnormal, there had to be something