Spiritual Realm Layer.
Entering into his Shadow State, Tuck advanced swiftly with an indifferent expression.
At this moment, Tuck possessed the lightness of the Shadow State and the speediness of the wind.
The speed was naturally incredible.
Even though the surroundings seemed safe.
But Tuck had no intention of stopping.
Earlier, Tuck had speculated which unlucky person that powerful Sixth-rank Netherworld Blood Race would pursue.
Now, it seemed that the unlucky one was very likely himself.
"Whoosh..."
The slight sound of entering the Spiritual Realm Layer was extremely weak and distant.
But within the silent Spiritual Realm Layer, Tuck still sensed the ripples of the realm being traversed.
Before long, a terrifyingly powerful aura of the Blood Race from behind was rapidly closing in.
Sensing that increasingly close powerful aura,
Tuck's eyes narrowed slightly, and a deep, bloody, violent killing intent gradually emerged.
