"Zhou Guangcheng, considering your father, Master Qianyang, and your teacher, Master Cyan Yang, hand over the Thousand-year-old Vermilion Fruit and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Amidst the towering mountains, a handsome young man in a crimson Daoist robe was soaring on his sword. Behind him, a red-eyed man pursued relentlessly atop a fiery cloud.
The man continued to chase the red-robed youth, who was clearly using some acceleration secret technique, while loudly threatening, hoping to make the youth voluntarily stop the futile chase and escape.
Yes, futile.
No matter the red-robed youth's background, and surely he has many life-saving items, the man didn't believe the youth could escape his pursuit.
This was the wilderness jungle's depths, and with the youth's eighth-layer Purple Mansion cultivation, he couldn't possibly escape the man's tracking.
