"Li Ling, don't worry about me. Retreat on your own! This time, an eighty-year-old mother has truly been toppled by her own child. I need to find a way to escape first..."
Mo Qingping's voice transmission drifted over faintly, but soon vanished without a trace as the white wolf disappeared into the woods.
The dense forest blocked Li Ling's Spiritual Consciousness. Thick fog shrouded his surroundings, darkening heaven and earth and blurring everything until even the scenery was difficult to make out.
He used Shrinking Distance to Inches to pursue him for a few steps, but soon stopped again.
Faint traces of Mo Qingping's aura lingered in the air, yet they were rapidly dispersing, already growing indistinct.
Space and time overlapped in the Dream Realm. The laws governing how things spread in reality seemed to have lost their effect here. He could not follow the trail continuously; only when he drew close could he sense anything.
That white wolf didn't seem ordinary. It must have been at least a demon king. I wonder whether it was a spirit born and nurtured within the Dream Realm, or a Dream Spirit Body that slipped in from outside.
Li Ling recalled the attack and silently speculated.
Senior Mo has already lost some of his mental power. Who knows how long he can hold out in the wolf's jaws? He might seize an opportunity to escape at any moment, and he might not be able to come back for me.
And behind us, there are still pursuers from the One-Eye Tribe!
If they surround me, I might be destroyed and lose my Dream Spirit for no reason...
I'd better follow them in and search the woods some more!
As he resumed walking through the dense, dark woods, Li Ling's first impression without Mo Qingping