Zhong Ren kept forming hand seals, steering the flying vessel lower until it was almost skimming the ground, hoping to use the complicated terrain to hinder the Purple Firmament Dove's pursuit.
The Purple Firmament Dove's enormous size prevented it from weaving through narrow terrain as the flying vessel did.
Yet Zhong Ren's plan proved to be nothing more than wishful thinking.
The Purple Firmament Dove beat its wings and swooped down, sweeping between two mountains.
Before its wings, the hard mountain rock was as fragile as tofu. It was sliced apart with ease, then toppled down in a surging torrent of rubble.
Countless venomous insects hidden within the rocks were startled awake. They were about to swarm the Purple Firmament Dove when the currents stirred up by its wings ground them into dust.
Seeing that the terrain did nothing to impede the Purple Firmament Dove, which was rapidly closing the distance, Zhong Ren moved among the five Nascent Soul Cultivators operating the flight formation.
As he sent several hand seals into the vessel's control array plate, its speed surged. In an instant, it exceeded the limits of Spirit Transformation cultivators, bursting forward at a speed rivaling that of some Void Refinement cultivators.
Had they been facing a land or aquatic demonic beast that was not known for speed rather than the Purple Firmament Dove, the vessel's sudden burst of speed might have given them some chance of shaking it off.
But against a flying demonic beast like the Purple Firmament Dove, that burst of speed was hardly enough.
Under everyone's anxious gaze, the Purple Firmament Dove beat its wings, stirring wind and clouds as it tore through the sky like lightning, drawing ever closer. Its enormous body gradually blotted out the sky above the vessel like a dark cloud.
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