What a chance. Venerable Ye Lan looked battered, a trickle of blood lingering at the corner of his mouth, his aura in utter disarray.
He seemed to have no strength left to fight.
Under the shock wave unleashed by Pang Qingyun's punch, he seemed unable to resist, hurtling backward uncontrollably.
In the blink of an eye, he was far from the heart of the battle.
Even then, Venerable Ye Lan did not steady himself and stop. Instead, he continued riding the shock wave into the distance.
Several Dragon Race Ancestral Gods noticed Venerable Ye Lan retreating, but his condition looked far too terrible.
He seemed to be on his last breath.
With the battle growing ever more intense, they could spare him no further attention and rejoined the fighting. After all, though it took time to describe, several Three-Star Ancestral Gods had already died beneath Pang Qingyun's fists in those brief moments.
Although Venerable Ye Lan was reasonably strong, he was still only a Three-Star Ancestral God. Lasting this long was impressive enough.
No one's watching me.
Go.
Venerable Ye Lan was both startled and delighted. He had long been desperate to leave the battlefield and flee far away. Once he noticed that no Ancestral God was watching him, he flashed away in sheer delight.
Whoosh!
Venerable Ye Lan darted behind a massive meteorite, concealing himself.
Boom, boom, boom...
Explosions rang out in the distance. The great battle continued, mainly across two locations. One, relatively close to Venerable Ye Lan, was where Pang Qingyun fought the many Ancestral Gods serving the Black Demon Dragon.
The other was where Qin Hao fought the Black Demon Dragon. It was farther away, and he could barely make out anything from here.
Yet even without a clear view, Venerable Ye Lan could be