Listening to the terrifying rumble behind him, like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting apart, Lian Youming looked exceptionally grave.
Gan Xihu's spear technique had already returned to its original simplicity, reducing the great Way to its simplest form. Against such extreme speed and strength, any variation was useless.
If he faced him.
Certain death.
He might very well not even survive a single move.
Every move this man made approached perfection, unleashed in an utterly flawless state. There was no difference between his first move and his hundredth. Put plainly, every thrust of his spear was an ultimate killing move, settling life and death, victory and defeat, the instant it struck. There was simply no room for any other possibility.
With a single move, he seemed invincible!
Lian Youming felt a chill.
"How did Gan Fengchi lose back then?"
If the son was already this frightening, just how formidable had the father been?
The White Lotus Sect Master said softly, "They say several outstanding figures of the mystic connection grand realm surrounded and killed him. Even then, someone had to trade their life to wound him before they had a chance of winning. If there are a hundred steps between the mystic connection grand realm and a land-road immortal, Gan Fengchi had already taken ninety-nine back then. Judging by Gan Xihu now, perhaps he's almost caught up to his father."
Lian Youming fell silent.
The two did their utmost to shake off the Gan Clan disciples behind them while keeping close on Gu Feiyan's trail.
They wanted to see where this woman was going.
Several of Gu Feiyan's senior brothers were with her, their faces ashen and ugly, seemingly arguing among themselves.
And Lian Youming and his companion were not the only ones pursuing people beneath the moon. Xue