Xiao Fan flashed through the empty sky, his terrifying speed leaving trails of torn space behind him.
While Huang Luo was taking Xiao Fan's attack, Xiao Fan had already fled. By the time Huang Luo came chasing after him, he was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Fan knew he was no match for Huang Luo as he was now, so he did not linger. He seized that brief window to fly into the distance.
Once he slipped out of sight of the many Dou Zun experts on the perimeter, Xiao Fan wrapped himself in chaos flame to conceal his aura. His figure rapidly vanished, and soon he had disappeared without a trace.
By the time Huang Luo shook off the others and reached the spot where Xiao Fan had vanished, the traces Xiao Fan had left in space were already gone. With the chaos flame masking him, Huang Luo could no longer determine where he had gone.
After studying the area for a while, Huang Luo could only leave in resignation. Only after this battle did he truly appreciate how terrifying a genius like Xiao Fan was. He finally understood why his clan had attached such importance to Han Ning back then, just as the Hall of Souls had.
He had already witnessed Xiao Fan's terrifying talent for cultivation. No faction would ever choose to let an enemy like that continue to grow unchecked.
After escaping Huang Luo, however, Xiao Fan sensed an inexplicably familiar aura within the void.
A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Fan's dark eyes. He took out the round moonlight stone Yue Yao had left him and felt the faint chill emanating from it.
That faint aura seemed to be prompting him. Following its subtle guidance, Xiao Fan hurried in the direction the stone indicated.
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