Meanwhile, on Fan Wu's side.
He had chased the escaping witch immortal's born-evil creature for who knows how many miles, and Fan Wu had already gone from Green Pine Temple to the foot of the mountain… It had to be said that the creature's speed in fleeing for its life was quite fast.
Perhaps the creature had anticipated its fate long ago and had trained its ability to escape so that it could flee at this critical moment today?
However, no matter how fast the witch immortal's born-evil creature ran, it was useless, as Fan Wu was like a lion chasing its prey.
Always dangling behind it.
Never shaken off.
"Deserve... death... Deserve... death..." While the creature rapidly fled, it muttered uncomfortably to itself, "Forcing a strand of consciousness… has caused me... severe vitality damage..."
Its speech was still halting, word by word: "And... how is... this guy... so fast?!"
