Hearing the Rat King's words, Kurong sneered.
This corpse coffin was not his strongest method.
Yet Kurong did not rush to bring out any other spirit treasure. Instead, he controlled the corpse coffin, which suddenly expanded to a hundred zhang, stretching like a wall before him and Song Wen.
"Extreme Yin, go!"
His intention had been to lure away the Rat Clan's eighth-rank powerhouses. There was naturally no need to clash with them head-on.
And since the Rat King regarded him and Song Wen as "treasures," it would surely pursue them.
As for Song Wen—
He had already been behind Kurong, and the Thunder Kui Wings had long since appeared behind his back, silver lightning coiling around them with barely restrained energy.
The moment he heard Kurong say "retreat," he turned and fled at once.
By the time Kurong turned around as well, all he saw was a streak of silver light already far in the distance.
"Elder Extreme Yin's strength may not amount to much, but his escape speed is truly exceptional!"
Kurong muttered softly, then transformed into a streak of light and left as well.
Seeing the two flee, the Rat King naturally refused to let the matter rest. However, the giant coffin remained closely behind Kurong, preventing the Rat King from attacking him from afar. It immediately called upon the two eighth-rank rat demons beside it and pursued the pair.
Yet it discovered that the two humans ahead were no slower than itself.
As a result, the distance between them could not be closed. On the contrary, it seemed they were gradually leaving it behind.
"Damn it! How can humans be so swift in flight? If only I were like those feathered demon clans, gifted in escape techniques."
But Kurong's purpose was to lure away the Rat