Beimou was gritting his teeth in fury. No matter the ultimate reason, he had suffered sword wounds because of Lu Wu this time, and the Tiger Demon King had been dragged into danger as well. Still, Beimou did not think much of that tiger demon either.
Though he was furious with Lu Wu, Beimou was even more wary of Lu Wu's unknown true form. That fellow had always given people an instinctive sense of danger. Now that he understood Lu Wu might also be a madman, even as a demon, he could not help but fear him more.
"I hope that bastard Lu Wu just died."
Beimou muttered this to himself. Just as he stood up, his heart suddenly jolted, and he sensed that something was wrong, though he could not say what.
"Damn it, that one doesn't intend to let me go!"
Realizing the danger, Beimou immediately fled. He transformed into light and shot out of his hiding place, constantly changing his demonic body as he sped into the distance. At the same time, he used his own methods to calculate the situation he faced.
The result was no result at all, and that made Beimou's heart turn even colder. Ordinarily, such feedback would have been one thing, but now it only made him more certain that Ji Yuan had fixed his eyes on him. Even though he had already fled a thousand li away, he felt scarcely any safer.
To be safe, Beimou scattered a great amount of demonic energy, dividing it into nine paths and fleeing in different directions. Some went into the sky, some burrowed underground, some merged with the mountain winds, and others hid in secluded places. Even though no pursuers were visible, every Beimou formed from demonic energy fled with all its might.
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