"Run! What are you standing around for?" one of the Earthly Fiend Generals shouted.
"If you cannot use a spacetime gate, then walk through the void! The Sacred Court is only ten thousand li from here."
Seeing the Sacred Lord in such a state, the Earthly Fiend Generals felt deeply ashamed. If he had not insisted on attacking the Devil Master, they would not have fallen into such dire straits.
The Devil Master was the Sacred Ancestor's greatest enemy. Was he someone the Sacred Lord could contend against?
A man's worth lay in knowing his own limits.
But no matter what, he was still the Sacred Lord, ruler of the Sacred Court, and represented the Sacred Court's dignity.
They absolutely could not let him die so easily.
Seeing the Sacred Lord flee through the void, Xu Zimo pursued him relentlessly from behind.
Given his speed, he should have caught up to the Sacred Lord quickly, but the Sacred Lord possessed countless means of preserving his life.
In particular, the treasures on his person seemed to have been crafted by heaven and earth themselves.
He took out a pair of wings. As they beat frantically, they whipped up gust after gust of cyclone. Once the storms gathered, he soared high into the sky, his speed increasing even further.
Then he took out a luminous pearl. It shone with boundless radiance and burst forth with astonishing Power of Time and Space.
It directly carried the Sacred Lord through time and space. Like a fish in water, his speed rose by another great margin.
The Sacred Lord had practically taken out every life-saving treasure he possessed at once.
Even the clothes he wore seemed to be a supreme treasure impervious to all techniques.
Several of Xu Zimo's saber auras had clearly struck