At his peak, he naturally would not have feared Ye Lin. But now, he had first taken Li Xiaoyao's furious hammer blow head-on, leaving his blood and qi unstable, then endured Ye Lin's full-powered punch. He had long since been beaten into a half-crippled state.
More than half the power of the laws within his body was currently occupied suppressing that bizarre flame. Right now, he was treading on thin ice.
With his current condition, he could still handle an ordinary peak Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal with ease. But Ye Lin was no ordinary cultivator.
"You're quite good at running, aren't you?"
As Ye Lin watched Xuanji dart about erratically, a cold sneer flashed through his eyes. This fellow was actually so fast that he could not catch up for the moment.
Ye Lin put away the Time Measuring Ruler in his hand.
You can run? But no matter how fast you are, can you outrun the arrows in my hand?
With a gesture of his left hand, crimson flames flickered in Ye Lin's palm, and a longbow appeared in his grasp.
This longbow was precisely the lower-grade Boundless Artifact he had obtained from the Yin-Yang Sacred Land earlier.
Ye Lin gently drew the bowstring. As the power of immortal fortune poured endlessly into the longbow, a crimson arrow also formed in his hand.
The arrow radiated an incomparably dense power of laws.
"Go."
Ye Lin abruptly released his right hand, and a crimson streak vanished into the starry sky with the speed of lightning, too swift to cover one's ears.
"Hmph, he didn't catch up?"
After running for quite some time, Xuanji turned to look into the pitch-black starry sky. Once he confirmed that Ye Lin had not caught up, he stopped where he was and let out a