Yun Che poured Divine Sense from his fingertips into the teleportation talisman. Pale golden mist instantly enveloped him, and a second later, he had vanished.
Watching the fading trail of light, Ye Qingshuang asked with some concern, "Yu has main system authority. Won't it be too dangerous for Yun Che to go alone?"
Yuezheng Xiangling shook her head and smiled. "When have you ever seen Yun Che do something he wasn't confident about? He's an Extreme Realm Transcendent now. Even if he can't win, he can escape unscathed. There's no need to worry too much."
At that moment, Yu was drinking tea at a stall in a small mountain village. Seemingly sensing something, he abruptly spat out the tea he had just swallowed.
He stared toward a certain point in the void, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
"No way! No way! No way! I've hidden so far away! How can he still find me?!"
Without the slightest hesitation, he mounted his little donkey, turned into a wisp of smoke, and vanished instantly.
"Hey! Sir, you haven't paid for your tea!"
Although Yu heard him, he had no time to pay attention. The little donkey's hooves were already spinning like windmills, and it even made occasional jumps through space and time. Yet Yu, cold sweat beading on his forehead, still felt it wasn't fast enough.
"Damn it, damn it! Faster! Go faster!"
Without any hesitation, Yu took out three Special Treasures that aided escape. His already astonishing speed increased until not even a trace of his aura could be detected.
What he did not know, however, was that the Special Treasure Yun Che had fortunately mutated this time was conceptual in nature. It did not need to track an aura. It could track endlessly based solely on what Yun