Above the vast expanse of the forest, separated by dozens of miles, two figures were chasing each other, front and back.
The one in front was teleporting several kilometers at every thought, while the one in the back occasionally had black and dissipating soul energy leaking from the corner of his mouth. His speed was inconsistent, sometimes faster, sometimes slower. However, looking at the bigger picture, the distance between the two was gradually decreasing.
The one in front was indeed Han Yi, and the one at the back was Dai Zhe.
At this moment, Han Yi's inner heart was prepared to the utmost.
When he sensed the extreme danger lurking in the unknown and turned around to flee madly, he felt an aura gradually closing in from behind in just a blink of an eye.
He had encountered this aura twice before and was certain that it was the aura of Half-immortal Dai Zhe.
