Disregarding his battered and bruised body, Ye Chen gripped his sword and gave relentless chase. If that quasi-sage were allowed to escape and recover his strength, more Ling Clan quasi-sages would come swarming. Even with the protection of the Primordial Jade Disc, he remained in extreme peril; one misstep, and he would forfeit his life right here.
Puff! A miserable scream was swallowed by the night as the Ling Clan quasi-sage coughed up blood. His normally tyrannical secret techniques and invincible divine powers failed without exception, beaten back by Ye Chen time and time again.
"Who on earth are you?" the Ling Clan quasi-sage roared, his bulging bloodshot eyes laden with terror. More than once he tried to flee, only to be relentlessly entangled by the Sacred Body. No matter how he tried to run, he could not shake him off.
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