Lou Wu took deep breaths, able to feel the taste of blood in his chest. The internal injuries were beyond suppression.
He discarded the life-saving talisman that had lost its spiritual power. Activating it this time had allowed him to escape hundreds of miles away.
Yet he could sense the enemy wasn't far behind him. The life-saving talisman used by him, at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, was merely an ordinary item for a Great Cultivator, making it extremely difficult to shake off pursuit.
Moreover, he knew one thing for certain: the opponent wouldn't let him go.
Currently, the Sword Intent Chongxiao Pavilion was at its peak, and killing a Sword Cultivator from this pavilion would have severe repercussions.
If he wasn't silenced, the pavilion would retaliate.
"You can't escape!" The Great Cultivator's voice echoed as his figure rapidly closed in on Lou Wu.
