The handsome Young Master Wang, in the midst of his rapid flight, turned pale and suddenly coughed up another mouthful of fresh blood. Instantly, the huge feather fan beneath his feet—which had resembled a single flat boat—was dyed a crimson red. Seemingly stimulated by his vital essence, the feather fan accelerated its escape, quickly widening the distance between him and the pursuers behind.
"Damn it! I must have drawn too much aggro just now—to think that most of the peak Qi Condensation 13th Layer prodigies are actually coming after me!"
Behind him gleamed several streaks of rainbow light, every single one carrying a powerful aura and cold gazes. The moment he was caught, he would undoubtedly be swarmed by a barrage of magical tools and spells, dying without a whole corpse.
Chapter 48