Chapter 132
Over a hundred kilometers away, Long feng flitted away like a streak of light with all his speed, constantly looking over his shoulder to confirm that no one was chasing after him.
The truth was that he had only managed to set up an offensive formation because those old folks were not too alert against him, otherwise they would have figured it out before he finished setting up the formation. After all, they weren't fools. They were merely underestimating him even after everything.
And although the little trick he pulled off was successful, he also knew that the formation wouldn't play any noteworthy role. It was only as powerful as the attack of a rank one Yang realm master which was the best he could achieve with his current soul power.
He perceived that the formation could only stop them for an incense stick worth of time at most and a dozen breath worth of time at least. But that was enough for him to put a considerable distance between them.
Half an hour later, Long feng sensed dozens of auras lock onto him like leaches, making all his hairs to rise.
The old men were catching up!
Long feng looked back and spotted several figures running after him. He was even quite surprised that his formation had actually held them up for half an hour!
Not losing his composure, Long feng pushed his inner energy and ran faster. In the distance, he spotted a mountain range.
Long feng's eyes lit up. This Mountain range was the final boundary separating the two provinces! As long as he could scale over this mountain, he would finally enter the boundless sky province!
Feeling excited, Long feng burned his inner energy furiously resulting in a slight increase in his speed.
Behind him, old man Jian grimaced.
"How can a Yin level cultivator run for so long and still not run out of energy? Is this boy even human?" He spoke sourly.
"He seems to have a great reserve of energy compared to normal Yin realm cultivators. I've never seen an unusual Yin level cultivator like him. His inner energy is as abundant as that of a rank two or three Yang realm master!" Another elder added sullenly.
Even for Yang realm masters like them, they couldn't go on running for so long. They were bound to be exhausted sooner or later.
"If we let him escape, our reputation will be utterly ruined. I don't know about you all but I can't watch that happen." The Wuma clan's elder gritted his teeth and ignited his life source again, and this time, he directly burned a portion of his life source!
The Wuma clan had already lost enough face to Long Feng. He absolutely couldn't let Long Feng escape today otherwise the Wuma clan would become an utter joke.
It must be known that Yang realm masters could live for only about a hundred years, probably a hundred and fifty.
The Wuma clan's elder had directly sacrificed almost one fifth of his remaining life! And he was already nearing the hundred year mark!
When combined with his earlier ignition of his life source, he was now able to live for a few decades more at most!
As his speed drastically increased, some strands of his hair turned grey and his straight figure slowly withered a little. From a middle aged man, he now looked slightly old and haggard.
"You…" the other elders were conflicted. Without doubt, if they failed to capture Long feng, then they would lose all face. But not everyone was as decisive as the Wuma clan's elder to burn so much of their life source at once! Everyone cherished life.
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Peerless Immortal God
Fantasy"You are destined to die if you continue on this path. You cannot change your fate." He lifted his head to gaze at the heavens, fingers tightening around his sword hilt. "What if I can?" he muttered faintly. "I've done it before. I can do it again."...
