The invincible army of thirty thousand Celestial Court prodigies was forcibly split into ten pursuit squads of different sizes by the ten fleeing auras!
The towering tsunami that could have crushed everything had become ten smaller waves surging in different directions.
More importantly...
The thirty thousand Celestial Court prodigies had no idea.
Of the ten auras they were chasing, nine belonged to Han Feiyu's clones!
Saint Son Mo Yuan strode through the void at the head of five thousand Celestial Court prodigies.
The terrifying auras of the five thousand behind him gathered together, causing the void along their path to collapse again and again, as though even heaven and earth could not bear such concentrated killing intent.
A savage sneer hung on his lips. His pitch-black eyes were filled with the cruelty and amusement of a cat toying with a mouse.
Almost there!
They were about to catch up!
Those ants from the Human Realm could run surprisingly fast.
But no matter how fast they ran, they could not outrun Mo Yuan's pursuit!
"Your Holiness!" a Celestial Court prodigy behind him reported excitedly. "Those rats have stopped!"
"Stopped?"
Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow. Surprise flashed through his pitch-black eyes before giving way to an even crueler smile.
"Finally run out of strength?"
"Or have they realized they can't escape and decided to wait for death?"
The Celestial Court prodigies behind him burst into laughter, their voices full of contempt and malice.
"I bet they're scared out of their wits!"
"They probably know running any farther is a dead end, so they might as well kneel and beg for mercy!"
"Beg for mercy? What good would that do? Under the Myriad Kings' Death Warrant, not one of them gets to live!"
Mo Yuan raised a hand, and the clamor behind him