Strike First

The Flower-Picking Monk immediately felt a powerful palm force rushing toward him. Startled out of his wits, he was caught completely off guard and took the terrifying blow head-on. Both he and the ghostly creature were slammed deep into the ground, blasting open an enormous crater and sending dust billowing everywhere.

After doing all this, Li Changfeng did not wait to see the outcome. He suddenly turned into an afterimage and fled into the distance, gradually vanishing from sight.

A moment later.

A rumbling sound rose from the massive pit, and two figures slowly shot out. The Flower-Picking Monk wore a grim expression as he gritted his teeth and said, "That brat got away again! It's all because of you, you useless trash!"

Although the ghostly creature's eyes still brimmed with savage madness, there was now a trace of clarity within them. "Cut the nonsense! I'll chase him! I've already memorized his aura. He won't get away!"

With that, the ghostly creature transformed into a speeding black shadow. Its speed was astonishing, its body faintly twisting and stretching as it shot after Li Changfeng.

The Flower-Picking Monk narrowed his eyes and quickly followed as well. However, he was not as fast and could only stare at the ghostly creature's distant back as he pursued him closely.

Li Changfeng was fleeing desperately. He could vaguely sense an aura relentlessly chasing behind him, and he estimated that he would be caught within fifteen minutes. His face darkened. "Damn it! Those two are truly troublesome. I still can't shake them off even like this!"

"Not far ahead lies the border of Southern Emperor Province. There is an East River there, and beyond it is Eastern Zheng Province. It looks like I'll have to find a way to jump into the East River and