"An escape talisman!" Crimson-Scaled King snorted coldly. "I'd like to see just how many talismans of this sort you have!"
From the eyes of the Soaring Serpent phantom, two beams of golden light suddenly shot forth, hurtling toward Song Wen thousands of miles away.
Song Wen's expression darkened.
His luck today was truly terrible.
With his divine sense fully unleashed, he sensed the locations of Kurong and Fu Tian.
The two had already fled beyond the range of his divine sense.
Song Wen immediately decided not to use any more Teleportation Talismans.
Otherwise, if he teleported near Crimson-Scaled King again, he would become the stepping stone for Kurong and Fu Tian's escape.
Thus, Song Wen made no attempt to resist, allowing the golden light to close in and pierce through his fleshly body.
Using a Death-Substitute Puppet, he teleported more than ten thousand miles away in an instant. Song Wen thereby escaped Crimson-Scaled King's perception, and Fu Tian should be somewhere not far ahead.
That was because Fu Tian's magical power aura still lingered in the air.
Without a second thought, Song Wen chased after Fu Tian.
Meanwhile, on Crimson-Scaled King's side.
When she saw the corpse puppet shredded into dust by the two beams of golden light, a blade-like chill flashed through her eyes.
She had once seen Extreme Yin use this sort of Life-Substitution Technique.
"Extreme Yin, could it truly be you?!"
Her gaze swept the surroundings, but Song Wen had already vanished without a trace.
At that moment, the two rat demons suddenly flew over.
"Crimson-Scaled King, thank you for saving us."
The two rats looked at Crimson-Scaled King with gratitude mixed with a different kind of burning fervor.
"Come with me. We cannot let those three escape."
After speaking, Crimson-Scaled King did not attempt to search