"You mongrel!"
"I must have had rotten luck for eight lifetimes!"
"How did I end up stuck with you..."
Two streaks of light, one azure and one white, crossed paths as they fled. Sometimes the white streak was ahead, sometimes the azure one fell behind, but the white streak could never shake off the azure streak clinging to it like sticky taffy.
After a long while, both men had exhausted many of their trump cards. Their mana and spiritual sense had been severely depleted, and their speed inevitably dropped.
The Void Refining sword cultivator pursuing them from behind grew even more intent on killing them.
"Good. Very good!"
"Fellow Daoist Azure Cloud, I'll remember this 'coincidence' that put us on the same road."
The figure within the white streak spoke coldly.
"Fellow Daoist, it truly was a coincidence. I swear it."
The figure within the azure streak gave an honest smile.
"I want two-thirds of that peak Spirit Transformation sword cultivator's storage bag."
"There may be an opportunity to reach Void Refining inside. Don't forget that, Fellow Daoist."
Great Love Celestial Lord spoke coldly.
"Of course."
Azure Cloud Celestial Lord was overjoyed and immediately sent over the storage bag he had seized.
One wore a face full of murderous intent; the other smiled with guileless honesty. After a brief discussion, both surged in speed and fled into the distance. They had begun burning their blood essence.
"Thieves..."
The pursuing Void Refining sword cultivator grew anxious.
He hesitated. Was it worth burning his own blood essence to pursue two Spirit Transformation juniors? He was already old, and doing so might well cut into his lifespan, costing him many years.
But soon, he no longer needed to hesitate.
Hum!
A fine emerald thread appeared in the sky. It held the resilient yet