Across the boundless Starshadow Desert, fierce winds howled and sand filled the sky. Ye Lingyun flashed through the barren land like a bolt of lightning. Star Power surged through his body, forming layer upon layer of sturdy barriers that stubbornly resisted the desert's knife-sharp winds and the sand that blotted out the sun.
Ye Lingyun's brows were tightly furrowed, his handsome face etched with gravity and urgency. He knew the Shadow Race pursuers were close behind, chasing him relentlessly like evil spirits bent on claiming his life. Their auras were sinister and terrifying, like the scythe Death wielded, ready to reap his life at any moment. Whenever he felt that chilling presence draw closer, a powerful sense of danger rose in his heart.
Among his relentless pursuers, Ye Lingyun keenly sensed one particularly powerful presence. That mighty aura bore down on him like a towering mountain, leaving him barely able to breathe. It belonged to Ying Sha, a Star Lord Level expert of the Shadow Race. Ying Sha's name was infamous among the Shadow Race, hanging over countless hearts like a nightmare. His strength was unfathomable, like a great beast lurking in the darkness, ready to unleash astonishing power at any moment. It was said that Ying Sha had single-handedly destroyed several small cities, and the horrific scenes still left people trembling. His cruelty and strength made him one of the Shadow Race's elite, a figure whose very name struck terror into countless hearts.
Ye Lingyun was fast, but Ying Sha was faster. Ying Sha moved through the desert like a ghost, his figure flickering unpredictably and eluding all attempts to pin him down. Every step seemed to carry him ahead of Ye Lingyun, cutting off his escape with unerring precision. Ye Lingyun was inwardly alarmed. He had never faced