The River of Destiny reappears.
A flash of blood light flickers within the clear power of destiny.
"Pfft!"
The Saint Master's face changed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale as he said in terror, "Run! The Qin Dynasty is pursuing us!"
After speaking, he ran off into the distance like a streak of smoke.
The powerful entities of the Dark Temple exchanged glances and followed in a wild run.
Shortly after they left, in less than a quarter of an hour, Liu Che and others descended onto the dead star, sensing the lingering presence with a flash of murderous intent on their faces.
"Chase!"
Gui Guzi commanded coldly.
He was the State Preceptor of the Qin Dynasty, the highest-ranking among them, and had the authority to issue orders.
"Kill!"
The group showed murderous intent, tearing through the dimensions as they pursued.
And so it went.
The people of the Dark Temple fled!
The people of the Qin Dynasty pursued!
