An aged voice rang through heaven and earth, heavy with authority. It sounded surprised, even astonished.
Qin Hao, Fang Lang, and the Cloudwing Beast's pupils contracted sharply.
"Jiao Hong actually escaped by feigning death." Qin Hao's expression turned grave.
Fang Lang's face went ashen. "Qin Hao, you were right. Jiao Hong really did have a trump card. Feigning death must have been one of them."
How could the Soul-Severing Sect Master, a Grandmaster at the Ninth Layer Peak of Saint Martial Realm and a Half-Step Venerable, have no trump cards?
Yet a Venerable had struck with overwhelming force, gravely wounding Jiao Hong with nothing more than a golden fist formed from the power of Laws.
Ordinarily, that blow could have killed him outright.
Instead, Jiao Hong had escaped by feigning death.
"Chirp, chirp," the Cloudwing Beast murmured.
Qin Hao nodded and hesitated no longer. His Destruction Sword Domain erupted in full. "Little One, Fang Lang, hurry!"
With that, Qin Hao took the lead and flew forward.
He no longer headed for Tianshan Mountain Peak, but toward its right flank.
Under these circumstances, how could they possibly continue toward Tianshan Mountain Peak?
Who knew whether that mysterious Venerable would strike again and kill Qin Hao and the others?
As for Jiao Hong and his companions... since the Venerable had already struck, targeting Jiao Hong first, he likely would not spare the other four Grandmasters either.
Sure enough.
In the sky behind them.
The golden fist paused for an instant, then continued toward the four Grandmasters ahead.
It did not pursue Jiao Hong!
Jiao Hong had suddenly escaped by feigning death. Pursuing him would take the golden fist time.
More importantly, the Venerable did not consider Jiao Hong worth his attention.
Boom!
The golden fist moved with incredible speed, reaching the back