Yan Xuan, transformed into a streak of light, fled directly towards the very center of the Holy Land Mountain Range.
Inside the Holy Land, the truly powerful disciples practiced at the very heart of the Holy Land Mountain Range. Should any other Red Flame Sect powerhouses sense Yan Xuan's aura, they would surely come to support him.
As long as a Red Flame Sect disciple of the Wind Emperor Realm came to the rescue, it wouldn't just be about saving Yan Xuan—it might even be possible to eliminate Chu Fengmian.
Therefore, without hesitation, he made a swift decision to escape.
In terms of strength, Yan Xuan was indeed no match for Chu Fengmian. The Red Flame Sword in Chu Fengmian's hand had at least doubled his strength.
But when it came to speed, Yan Xuan was absolutely confident. With such a huge gap between their realms, Chu Fengmian surely couldn't catch up to him.
"Chase!"
Chu Fengmian's thoughts were immediately interrupted.