Because he noticed that the thing's speed in escaping is incredibly fast, so fast that if he hesitates too long, he might not be able to catch up.
Dozens of tentacles surged out from the base of the small mountain formed by the pile of black flesh, wildly thrashing like multiple wheels of a car accelerating madly, propelling it forward rapidly.
Duan Yun chased from behind, his legs turning into blurs, dazzling the eyes.
At this moment, he had already activated the Room Pupil Technique.
After leaving those candlestick-filled lampstands, the surroundings became dark again.
The darkness surged like ink; if not for the light coming from the Room Pupil Technique, he might only see a vague shadow moving.
Though Duan Yun only had two legs, he managed to maintain a ridiculously fast pace.
The two human faces on the black flesh mountain acted like rearview mirrors, watching Duan Yun approaching. One face shouted, "Speed up! Speed up! He's catching up!"
