And so, he turned and fled.
'The mission from the Observatory to guard this node? What was that compared to his own life?'
"Hmph. Trying to run? It won't be that easy!"
The green-robed, ghost-faced man sneered, gripped his short sword, and gave chase.
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In the vast, desolate mountain forests, far from any sign of civilization, they had crossed the boundary.
Fierce Beasts became more frequent here—it seemed there was one every hundred paces, and a dominant one every thousand. An ordinary Martial Artist, even a Qi Sensing Martial Master, would surely perish if surrounded by Fierce Beasts in such an environment.
Fang Yue's figure darted swiftly through the jungle, each stride covering several meters.
The jungle was vast. He had lost track of how many kilometers he had run, yet he still couldn't shake his pursuers.
