"Escaped?"
Remnants of sword intent lingered on his shoulder, he closed his eyes to sense.
At first, it was over a hundred kilometers away, then several hundred kilometers, and after multiple leaps, it vanished thousands of kilometers away, losing contact, only the general direction was known.
After that, he faintly sensed a spatial seal in the sword intent from afar, and even the general direction faded away.
This meant the opponent had set up several short-range teleportation formations nearby in advance.
"Space can block the Sword Intent of Destruction!"
"Perhaps at a closer distance, it could still be sensed, but whether that's several tens of kilometers or just a dozen, I can't be certain."
"The just-born Sword Intent of Destruction is still not strong enough..."
Jiang Ding muttered to himself, stopping his pursuit.
A worry began to emerge in his heart.
