Seeing Qing Chen flee, Mo Qiuxian's face darkened.
He stopped using corpse qi to wear down the lightning and instead tried to blast apart the bolts coiling around him.
Every swing of his fists was accompanied by a dimming of the light on his bronze armor. It seemed he was paying a price.
"Qing Chen, do you think you can shake me off like this?"
Mo Qiuxian decisively pulled a flying boat, a high-grade magical artifact, from his Storage Bag.
Without hesitation, he stepped onto it, stirred his magical power, and pursued Qing Chen at full speed.
However, Qing Chen was simply too fast, while Mo Qiuxian's cultivation was only at the qi refining ninth layer.
With the Three-Bend Cloud-Riding Mystic Art empowering him, Qing Chen was almost as fast as a foundation establishment early stage cultivator using an ordinary evasion technique.
Still, using the Nine-Bend Cloud-Brushing Evasion Technique consumed a considerable amount of energy.
Throughout this, Qing Chen's middle-grade Spirit Stones deserved much of the credit. The amount of spiritual energy within them was truly immense.
Qing Chen felt as though spiritual energy was surging into his body at every moment.
Although Mo Qiuxian's flying boat was extraordinary, it still could not close the distance to Qing Chen in such a short time.
Instead, as Qing Chen continued accelerating, the gap between them grew wider and wider.
Qing Chen was delighted. "Hahaha! I damn well made the right choice with this Nine-Bend Cloud-Brushing Evasion Technique!"
Anxiety filled Mo Qiuxian's heart. He understood that if he could not catch Qing Chen soon, he would lose this rare opportunity, creating a demonic obstacle in his heart.
So he simply put away the flying boat and took two Foundation Establishment evasion Spirit Talismans from his Storage Bag.
They contained only ordinary flying