It was actually Li Hao's sinister Vulture that was moving.
The other party was panting for breath after a day and night of escape. He had actually met his other companion once, but neither of them had time to communicate before they quickly fled for fear that the other party's sinister Vulture would join the ranks of pursuing him.
"Phew ..."
The third level venerable sovereign was panting heavily.
At this moment, he could still feel the tireless pursuit of the yin swirls behind him. Fortunately, he also sensed some movement. The dark energy in this place had been consumed.
As for why it would be consumed, who knew?
He only knew that as long as he could hold on for a little longer, he might be able to survive.
The premise was that the power of darkness here had to be completely consumed.
He panted, and his speed slowed down significantly.
The moment he slowed down, a thin sword silently stabbed into his back.
