Wen Qingye's footsteps blurred as he abruptly leaped backward.
Seeing Wen Qingye trying to flee, the Brain-Eating Monkeys charged after him in a frenzy. Their ferocious expressions made it clear they wouldn't stop until they had caught him.
Wen Qingye leaped continuously through the trees, a pack of monkeys following close behind, creating a bizarre spectacle in the Hundred Break Mountains.
But as time went on, the distance between them shrank. After all, no matter how agile Wen Qingye was, he was up against monkeys in their natural habitat. How could he possibly outrun them in a forest?
"Bright Moon Lament!"
Wen Qingye held the Cyan Mist Sword horizontally before his chest. The blade suddenly erupted with a brilliant white light, like a crescent moon, illuminating the dim forest. Grasping the hilt with his left hand as well, he swung with both hands, unleashing a crescent-shaped wave of Sword Qi that tore through the air.
