Mist rolled endlessly, boundless and infinite.
Mountains and rivers spanned tens of thousands of miles.
Jiang Shi's true form was like a bizarre ghost, appearing unpredictably in this area. As he continually devoured, both his true form and puppet rapidly grew stronger.
Especially his puppet.
Several times, his puppet was cornered by those top experts, on the verge of exhausting its power, about to be captured. But at that moment, his puppet once again burst with a powerful force, allowing it to break free from encirclement.
His puppet was like an unkillable cockroach, repeatedly escaping from the hands of the top experts, making all seven pursuing experts flush with anger, shouting furiously.
More crucially, under the cover of the endless mist, his puppet severely injured two Ancient Saints of Great Perfection.
These two Ancient Saints of Great Perfection undoubtedly began to fall behind quickly and could no longer continue the chase.
