Do not mention King-level experts, even Sect Martial Realm experts, Zhao Letian presently has no strength to contend. The roar of the Lion-faced Demon King alone could kill him on the spot; he had no choice but to flee.
"How impressive, his Escape Technique. This human ant is somewhat interesting. It's a pity I have to deal with this damned Thunder Turtle now, otherwise I must chase him and use the Soul Searching Technique to explore his memories."
The Lion-faced Demon King was slightly surprised, a trace of regret visible in his eyes.
...
"Whiz... Bang!"
Thousands of miles away, following a sonic boom, Zhao Letian's figure reappeared.
"I should be able to do it one more time, with one thought, a thousand miles!"
Zhao Letian's complexion was deathly pale, devoid of any trace of blood, and his Essence Blood severely depleted. Yet, he dared not relax for even a moment. Clenching his teeth, he executed his Blood Escape Technique once more.
