Inside a Heavenly Immortal-level Secret Realm
Wang Baishun was covered in wounds, yet he raced along the ground like the wind. Only by taking advantage of the terrain and trees did he barely manage to keep the Demonic Cultivators pursuing him at bay.
The twenty-odd Demonic Cultivators behind him were so furious that smoke seemed to pour from their seven orifices. They had chased him at full strength for over half a day, yet they still could not catch a mere Spirit Division Realm cultivator.
This was utterly outrageous!
In their fury, they could only keep up their relentless pursuit, sending fierce attacks raining toward Wang Baishun like a violent storm.
Yet he darted nimbly back and forth as though he had eyes in the back of his head, dodging all but a few attacks that grazed him.
Seeing that he could not hold out much longer and was about to be caught, Wang Baishun made a snap decision. He shot into the woods like a bolt of lightning to hide.
The instant the trees concealed him, he activated the Myriad Transformations Art. Like a chameleon, he transformed into a mosquito, beating his wings as he flew toward the treetops and hid among the dense leaves.
The Demonic Cultivators arrived moments later. Finding that Wang Baishun had vanished without a trace, they were stunned, their mouths hanging open.
They soon recovered from their alarm. Their leader, Gun Qiandao, wore a furious expression as he let out a deafening roar:
"That scoundrel must have used some exceptionally advanced illusion technique to hide himself here.
Search this place inside and out, thoroughly! We absolutely cannot let him escape!"
"Understood!"
At his command, they scattered like vicious wolves. Their divine sense swept through the area in wave after wave, like a surging