Within the valley, after the middle-aged man's words fell, ripples began to form. Zi Qianjing's brows furrowed slightly, with a faint glow enveloping his handsome face, fearlessly gazing at the person in front of him…
"I do not know his whereabouts."
The man's voice carried a lazy tone, with a mocking smile at the corners of his lips.
"Hmph, then you brought this on yourself!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, a fierce killing intent suddenly surged from him, blasting towards Zi Qianjing.
How powerful is a Supreme Realm strongman? Zi Qianjing spat a mouthful of blood with a puff, leaving a long shadow on the mountain ground.
"It seems that now there's only one way… to escape…"
Regardless, with his current strength, he couldn't clash head-on with a Supreme; thus, there was only one way… to escape…
"Trying to escape?" The middle-aged man sneered, his whole body's momentum surged forward, transforming into a storm crashing into Zi Qianjing's back.
