He had thought fleeing to the seaside would offer a way out, but he had never expected this outcome. He could no longer return to the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent; the Northern and Southern Factions, along with the Panshen Heavenly Palace, all wanted to capture him. He could not stay here either. Heaven only knew how many people were flying this way.
The people of the Black Iron Sword Sect knew he had dug a tunnel. If there were any exceptionally powerful cultivators practicing the Earth-Attribute Cultivation Technique, they might be able to find him. After weighing everything, whether for his own sake or Fenfen Chengkuai's, leaving was his only option. Lu Feng could only grit his teeth and fly out into the depths of the sea.
He had seen a few simple maps. Heading northeast from the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent and crossing the vast ocean would bring him to the Primordial Continent. Although he knew nothing about the situation there, surely it could not be more troublesome than the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent.
Holding Gu Xijue, Lu Feng desperately circulated the Five Elements Art to heal his injuries. The adverse effects of his various cultivation techniques now surfaced. Though far less severe than they had once been, they still left him indescribably exhausted.
Hold on. I have to hold on, or Fenfen Chengkuai and I will both die.
His meridians were like irrigation channels on the verge of drying up, starved of true qi. Yet even in this miserable state, the black mass on his back continued shamelessly absorbing his true qi without so much as a pause, leaving Lu Feng deeply frustrated.
Along with his frustration came worry. This black mass was simply too strange. He had killed quite a few people along the