Thinking back to several months ago, Grey knew that the only way he could survive this encounter was if he managed to reach the sect before the middle-aged man caught up to him.
Under normal circumstances, he would have died long ago.
After all, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm was simply not comparable to an expert in the Spirit Core Formation Realm. The difference between the two realms was like the gap between heaven and earth, especially when the latter stood at the peak of his cultivation.
However, during that desperate chase, Grey had noticed something interesting.
The middle-aged man was not particularly intent on killing him immediately.
With his strength, the chase should never have lasted as long as it did. If he truly wanted Grey dead, he could have ended everything within moments.
The only reason he continued the pursuit was because he wanted to savor it.
