Li Xin was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Luo Chen to suddenly ask this question. She remained silent for a mont before softly replying, "My brother."
Luo Chen nodded, a flash of understanding in his eyes. He continued to ask, "At least, he's still alive."
The words seed to strike a chord deep within Li Xin, and a fla of hope instantly ignited in her gaze. She asked eagerly, "He's alive? Are you telling the truth?"
"Yes." Luo Chen nodded affirmatively, "That ambush was not aid at you and , but at Sima Changkong."
Hearing this, Li Xin breathed a sigh of relief. She seed to understand sothing and muttered to herself, "Yes, I don't have the qualifications to command Huyan Sheng, much less the State Preceptor."
Luo Chen looked at her, feeling a sense of admiration. He knew that there must be a deep bond between Li Xin and Sima Changkong, and at this mont, she was clearly worried about her brother's safety.
"That middle-aged man in plain clothes is the State Preceptor?" Luo Chen suddenly recalled the strong opponent he had encountered before and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes." Li Xin nodded, a trace of awe flashing in her eyes, "He is one of the four great State Preceptors of our Blue Race, with unfathomable power."
Upon hearing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but take a cold breath. He recalled the scene where he clashed with that middle-aged man and inwardly marveled at the other's strength. At the sa ti, he felt fortunate for having escaped from Huyan Sheng and the State Preceptor's grasp.
"Impressive." He sincerely exclaid.
Li Xin glanced at him, seemingly understanding his thoughts. She gently shook her head and said, "You are even more impressive for managing to escape from such a perilous situation. However, we're not out of danger yet." As she spoke, she glanced at the advancing firelight, her face becoming serious.
Luo Chen followed her gaze and saw the distant firelight growing brighter, clearly signaling soone was approaching rapidly. His heart tightened, but he displayed a confident smile: "No one can catch up with ."
Li Xin looked at him, a trace of doubt in her eyes. She didn't understand why Luo Chen was so confident. In her opinion, the power of the State Preceptor was irresistible, especially in this vast desert.
"No one can escape State Preceptor Feng's tracking in the desert." She shook her head, trying to make Luo Chen realize the severity of their situation.
However, Luo Chen wasn't swayed. He furrowed his brows and, after a mont of contemplation, asked, "Why?"
Looking at his serious deanor, Li Xin felt a touch of emotion. She knew that Luo Chen was not blindly confident but was attempting to find a way to solve their dilemma. So, she patiently explained, "You wouldn't understand, State Preceptor Feng is one of the four great State Preceptors of our Blue Race. He has the ability to invoke the power of the Desert God. In this desert, he is akin to a god."
Upon hearing this, Luo Chen felt a wave of awe. He rembered the scene of the middle-aged man waving his hand to conjure a giant sand shield, giving him a deeper understanding of this so-called "Desert God's" power. Yet, he wasn't daunted by this power; instead, he was even more resolute in his belief.
"Can he fly?" Luo Chen suddenly asked, his eyes glinting with determination. He seed to be seeking a possibility, a thod to evade being tracked.
Li Xin looked at him, understanding his thoughts. She gently shook her head and said, "No." Even though State Preceptor Feng wields unparalleled power in the desert, he cannot truly fly. This is Luo Chen's only chance. As long as they could surpass State Preceptor Feng in speed, they could potentially escape this pursuit.
Hearing this reply, a light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, as if seeing the hope of escape. He knew that his level of "speed" had reached an unprecedented height. If the State Preceptor truly couldn't fly, then he had a chance to use his speed advantage to evade the pursuit.
"Which direction should we escape to?" Luo Chen asked solemnly, prepared to flee with all his might.
Li Xin pondered for a mont, then pointed eastward: "In that direction, there is a territory belonging to Sword Country where State Preceptor Feng's power will be limited."
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