Having recognized Bai Tianqi, Huang Xiao's initial trace of doubt had turned into anger once he was certain. Of course, after he suppressed his fury a little, he felt there was still something suspicious about this.
Bai Tianqi had suddenly appeared here, right before him, and now he was running at full speed, luring him out of the city.
Huang Xiao knew that Bai Tianqi belonged to the Ghost Gate, a mysterious sect whose disciples were exceedingly strange. It was said that they had only become known in the Jianghu in recent decades. They seemed to have appeared out of thin air, yet their strength inspired dread throughout the Jianghu.
When he had encountered Bai Tianqi on Zhongnan Mountain, he had even fought him. Back then, Bai Tianqi's strength had been much the same as his own, at low peak, barely approaching mid peerless. Yet now, he had managed to flee this far with Huang Xiao pursuing him. It was truly inconceivable.
After all, Huang Xiao was using the Lingbo Ethereal Steps. His lightness skill was naturally superior to Bai Tianqi's; a brief comparison was enough for him to see that.
Although Bai Tianqi's internal power also seemed to have soared considerably, it still should not have been enough to hold out this long against his full-speed pursuit. He must have learned a sophisticated lightness technique as well.
Of course, Bai Tianqi was still a little slower than Huang Xiao, though not by much. If this continued, Huang Xiao would still catch up with him.
Yet the change in Bai Tianqi's strength had begun to stir doubts in Huang Xiao's mind again.
Huang Xiao's strength had soared over the past few months because he had gained several fortuitous opportunities. Could Bai Tianqi have done the same?
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