The Cicada Sheds Its Shell, Taking Stock of the Gains (Please Vote with Monthly Tickets!)

Across the boundless wilderness, a streak of spiritual light swept swiftly past, leaving a long azure trail that lingered in the air.

The wind it stirred up howled past his ears.

Standing on the Mystic Light Vessel, Ye Jingcheng looked behind him with a grave expression, constantly swallowing pills and clutching spirit stones.

Beneath that outward gravity, however, he inwardly breathed a deep sigh of relief. Splitting up from the prefecture lords had been something of a gamble.

But just as he had expected, most of the Golden Core demonic cultivators pursued the prefecture lords, while both Nascent Soul cultivators went after True Lord Xu Huai.

Thus, although his route lay across open plains with little cover, it was arguably the safest.

Moreover, he was the fastest of those fleeing in this direction and had already left the others several li behind.

Only one peak Golden Core demonic cultivator from an ordinary sect was pursuing him.

Judging by his robes, he belonged to neither the Heavenly Demon Sect nor the Profound Heaven Sect. The only insignia on them was the spectral image of a blood-red spear.

After turning it over in his mind, Ye Jingcheng could think of only Silver Spear True Person of the Blood Spear Sect in Demon Pass Prefecture who matched this man.

Yet in his recollection, Silver Spear True Person should have been an old man, with a cultivation level of only late Golden Core.

Unable to make sense of it, Ye Jingcheng stopped dwelling on the matter. He keenly noticed that the demonic cultivator kept staring at his spirit beast pouch. Most likely, the man had designs on his two spirit beasts and had pursued him for that reason.

Ye Jingcheng feigned severe depletion of his true essence and released the golden-scaled beast and crimson