"Don't go, keep releasing the Divine Light Technique!"
Hu Feifei shouted, waving a white short stick, casting shadows of the stick covering the sky, shattering the gravel meteorites, and charging towards Shalibeta.
Ye Feng collected the carcass of the Wicked Hound with the Spatial Compass, stepped on a white bone sword, and leisurely pursued.
"Don't chase me!"
Shalibeta, with a face ashen, turned into a whirlwind and "whooshed" away without a trace.
With a primordial spirit, Hu Feifei swept her divine sense and located Shalibeta's trail; she could catch up to him even if he had a hundred-mile head start.
"Damn it, I seem to have been targeted!"
A hundred or so miles away, Shalibeta realized that no matter how many turns he made, Hu Feifei relentlessly pursued him as if she had him locked on.
"This won't do!"
Shalibeta accelerated his fleeing, ready to grab his belongings and run away.
