An extremely strong desire to live emerged. The desolate race's laws seemed to materialize at that moment, providing Yuan Luo with the strongest support.
"Retreat!" Yuan Luo suddenly let out a roar and shattered the seal on his body. He then circulated his Qi with all his might to protect his body and retreated quickly.
Then, he saw a cold light explode from where he was just now. Then, it instantly fled into the distance.
Yuan Luo couldn't help but widen his eyes. His stone-cold face cracked.
“...... He ran away?"
With the sword flash traveling far away, even if the desolate race had special methods to sense auras, they were unable to track the person's aura.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Luo felt that things were not as simple as they seemed. After all, the killing intent that threatened his origin just now was real. It was just that the other party had chosen to use this opportunity to escape instead of trying to kill him.