Four Sects of Cangwu Become Three

On the outskirts of Black Iron Fort.

A blood-red shadow streaked over the dense forest, pursued by a figure whose pressure seemed unstoppable.

Zhou Jingyuan's voice, charged with Origin Energy, struck the night like a heavy iron hammer. "Baleful Lord! You won't escape today!"

The blood-red shadow ahead did not slow in the slightest. "Old Zhou, you haven't caught me in all these years. You won't catch me today either!"

Zhou Jingyuan fixed his gaze on the shadow and made his calculations.

If he captured Baleful Lord, dead or alive, this great service would be enough to ask his superiors for a spiritual treasure that could improve his chances of breaking through to the Open Palace Realm!

If he broke through, he would gain more years of life!

He could set foot on a higher martial path!

Whatever the cost, he had to take Baleful Lord down!

The two figures raced through the night sky, the distance between them narrowing, then widening.

The blood-red shadow was fast, but Zhou Jingyuan was faster!

"Baleful Lord" was burning through his essence and blood at a furious rate, pouring everything he had accumulated over the years into this chase.

The distance between them kept shrinking.

Dark-red Origin Energy churned violently around "Baleful Lord." After using Blood-Transforming Escape again and again, he had clearly reached his limit.

Zhou Jingyuan landed ahead of him, gathering enough Origin Energy in his palm to shatter mountains and split stone. He locked on to "Baleful Lord." "Where can you run now?"

"Baleful Lord's" breathing had grown ragged. After repeatedly using the Heaven Overturning Cult's Secret Art, Blood-Transforming Escape, he had little strength left.

He had given this chase everything he had, yet he had failed to escape.

"Baleful Lord" had not expected Zhou Jingyuan to use a Secret