The Golden Core cultivator closed his eyes and focused, carefully sensing the lingering fluctuations of spiritual power in the air.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and a cold sneer curled his lips. "A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator thinks he can escape?"
With that, he turned into a streak of light and raced in the direction Jing Wen had fled.
Jing Wen emerged from the Blood Escape Art, his face as pale as paper.
Enduring the searing pain in his meridians, he quickly stepped onto his flying sword and took several Blue-Red Pills from his Storage Bag.
The pills dissolved the moment they entered his mouth. A warm current immediately flowed through his body, easing his depleted blood and vitality a little.
"I have to reach the Heavenly Star Sect as soon as possible..." Jing Wen gritted his teeth and drove his flying sword forward at full speed.
Yet only moments later, the suffocating pressure behind him was already drawing closer.
Fine beads of sweat dotted Jing Wen's forehead. He made a snap decision, sending his flying sword into a dive toward the mountain forest below.
Just as he was about to brush the treetops, he crushed a talisman glowing with an earthy yellow light.
"Second-Rank Earth-Escape Talisman, activate!"
The Golden Core cultivator followed close behind. Seeing Jing Wen suddenly veer toward the ground, he froze for a moment.
Then he sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power beneath the soil and flew into a rage. "You crafty brat!"
He landed heavily in the forest and pressed his palm against the ground. After closing his eyes to sense for a moment, his spiritual power surged, and he burst through the earth in pursuit like an arrow loosed from a bow.
Jing Wen traveled through the earth for roughly seven minutes before he