"Still trying to run? You're daydreaming!"
Feng Zhongli's furious roar exploded like a thunderclap.
The red-black Killing Intent swirling around her once more converged upon her fist, even dragging the surrounding air toward it.
Beneath her skin, knotted muscles bulged abruptly like ancient dragon pythons awakening. Their color turned a deep dark red, as though scorching magma were surging and roaring within.
Before the fist was thrown, its momentum had already gathered.
A scorching, violent aura swept forth from her fist.
She threw a punch through the air.
The dark-red shadow of her fist was like a meteor falling from the heavens, crashing down upon Yi Ji and the other two.
Xuan Li's Moon Wheel and Song Wen's Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword also shot forth like lightning.
As for Yuan Rong, spiritual light flickered from all ten fingers as he continuously formed one sword seal after another, seeking only to set up the sword formation as swiftly as possible.
Yi Ji gripped her feather fan and gave it a powerful sweep.
In an instant, flames surged sky-high like floodwaters bursting through a dam, setting half the sky ablaze in the blink of an eye. They swallowed not only the attacks of Song Wen, Xuan Li, and Feng Zhongli, but also the figures of Yi Ji and her two companions.
"Golden Crow Rainbow Flight!"
Yi Ji's icy voice came from amid the flames filling the sky.
Immediately afterward, a scarlet streak of light shot out of the flames and, in an instant, reached the distant horizon.
"What incredible escape speed!"
Yuan Rong's hands paused, and he stared in astonishment at the departing streak.
Just as the Void Sword Formation was about to take shape, Yi Ji and the other two had already fled without a trace. Disappointment was impossible to hide