On the other side.
The other Divine Monarchs of the Qilin Clan were still desperately chasing Xuanqing and his companion.
"You two thieves, if you're capable, stop running!"
White Tiger God Monarch moved with the wind, wielding a brilliant golden saber, his murderous aura boiling over.
The rest of the Divine Monarchs were furious, their indignation thick to the extreme.
They had chased for half a day, always feeling that the small black boat in front was toying with them.
If they sped up, the boat sped up.
If they slowed, the boat slowed.
Every time they felt they were about to catch up, the World Transcending Ship would speed up again.
Cloud Deer God Monarch exerted himself to perform the Qilin Heavenly Step.
His pair of Cloud Boots were nearly worn out, yet he still hadn't touched the railing of the World Transcending Ship.
"Damn it, no more chasing!"
"These bastards are making a fool of us!"
