Never mind that Ye Feng was gravely wounded now-even uninjured, he would have had little hope against Muraki, let alone with over a dozen Ōtsutsuki following behind.
Once Muraki held Ye Feng up and those dozen or so Ōtsutsuki surrounded him again, Ye Feng would truly have no chance of escaping alive.
At that thought, Ye Feng immediately pulled out all the stops, just to make himself a little faster.
He even used the Seventh Gate of the Eight Gates Released Formation, which he had not used in a long time. Though the increase was limited, he was indeed a little faster than before.
As for the Eighth Gate of the Eight Gates Released Formation, even Ye Feng did not know whether he could withstand it. If he died before he could repair his body, that would be far too great a loss.
Unless things reached the point where he had to stake his life, Ye Feng would not open the Eighth Gate lightly.
At that moment, the distance between Ye Feng and the dozen or so Ōtsutsuki kept widening, but the distance between him and Muraki kept shrinking.
That slight increase in Ye Feng's speed still could not bridge the gap between them. It merely delayed the time when Muraki would catch up.
But time was exactly what Ye Feng needed most right now, so he fled with all his might while unleashing all sorts of attacks to slow Muraki's pursuit.
As a result, Muraki could not catch Ye Feng for the time being, while the dozen or so Ōtsutsuki had long since disappeared from sight.
After an unknown amount of time, Muraki was less than a hundred meters away from Ye Feng.
Yet just then, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and stared intently at Muraki as he approached.
Muraki