The Appearance of the Yin God Palace Master
Time passed slowly.
On the mountain where Zhongren stood, there was already a pile of watermelon rinds scattered about. On the other side, what was once a lush forest now lay devastated, with broken trees and shattered rocks strewn everywhere.
"Have some courage... don't run!" Niu Laosan's pores emitted wisps of steam. This time, it wasn't just figurative steam from anger but literal steam from exhaustion.
Niu Laosan knew he was at a disadvantage in terms of speed, but he had never seen anyone run so fast.
Could this fellow still be merely at the Imperial Stage? How could a cultivator from the Lower Realm Imperial Stage run so swiftly? What kind of bizarre talent was this? Niu Laosan couldn't fathom it!
"Have some courage to come back... and chase me!" Zhe Liang was also struggling.
Though he was merely fleeing, if the opponent were to chase him, it would involve extensive attacks and collisions, consuming much more energy than him.