The looming threat grew rapidly. Though lacking in virtue, Sovereign Yaming wasn't foolish, and a sense of unease washed over him.
I may not comprehend Wu Ming's strength, but one thing is certain… I am powerless against him now. Sovereign Yaming transformed into a dark, ethereal stream, hurtling deeper into the mountains at an alarming speed.
Meanwhile, Xu Jingming was engrossed in his breakthrough, feeling the energy within him continuously shifting under the command of the divine rune on his forehead. Suddenly, he sensed Sovereign Yaming's escape.
"Running away?" Xu Jingming, gripping a silver spear, opened his eyes and observed the fleeing dark stream disappearing into the distance.
"Can you truly escape?" Xu Jingming raised a mere thought.
He could sense the immense and immeasurable power that had consolidated within his body. With a mere thought, he felt this power surging, surpassing the constraints of space, time, and destiny.