Above the Black Sand Sea, leaden clouds hung low, and fierce winds swept black sand across the sky, staining heaven and earth a murky yellow. Han Li became a streak of escape light so faint it was almost invisible, racing through the howling wind and sand with a grim expression. He had just slaughtered everyone at Elder Jiu's stronghold and had yet to flee a thousand miles when a terrifying pressure that made his heart tremble swept in from the distant horizon like dark clouds bearing down overhead!
A Nascent Soul old monster! The Black Fiend Cult Master had come after him personally!
His speed far exceeded Han Li's expectations! Clearly, his pursuer had used some secret technique or magical treasure, sparing no expense to capture and kill him!
I can't fight him head-on! Han Li's thoughts raced, and he made his decision instantly. The gulf between Nascent Soul and Golden Core was a heavenly chasm; confronting him directly meant certain death! Without hesitation, he changed direction, driving his Profound Yin Escape Light to its utmost as he fled desperately toward a dangerous region deep within the Black Sand Sea marked on his map as the Spiritless Sandstorm Zone! Spiritual energy ran wild there, fiend qi soared skyward, and spiritual sense was severely suppressed. Perhaps he could use the terrain to evade his pursuer!
"Junior! Where do you think you're running?"
An icy, furious shout exploded like thunder, sending Han Li's blood and qi churning! On the horizon behind him, a black streak of escape light spanning the sky closed in at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within it, the Black Fiend Cult Master's figure flickered in and out of sight, his crimson eyes piercing the wind and sand to lock firmly onto Han Li! His Nascent Soul