"Boom~~~"
Above the South Sea, a lightning arrow streaked across the surface of the ocean, instantly stirring up thousands of waves.
Ning Daoran did not increase his tunneling speed to the maximum. If he did, True Monarch Gui Cang might not have been able to keep up. So instead, he controlled his speed to about seventy percent, deliberately luring Gui Cang further away.
After sprinting for roughly an hour, when it was clear that no other cultivators had followed them, Ning Daoran slowed down, feigning exhaustion as if his mana was running dry and he could no longer continue.
"Keep running! Why did you stop?"
In mid-air, True Monarch Gui Cang walked as if stepping on solid ground, his eyes filled with scorn. "I am quite curious to see just how far you think you can escape."
"..."
