Where to Run?
Pathway Chief of the Path of the Arts... respectfully welcos the return of the Lord of the Red Dust.
Yao Qing did not say his own na.
He stood there quietly, his head deeply buried, not even daring to raise his head to look Su Zhiwei in the eye. At this ti, he was already trying his best to restrain himself. If he saw Su Zhiwei's eyes, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back and would reveal a flaw...
Therefore, he only looked at the shattered reflection on the surface of the water, looking respectful and humble.
He was too old.
Over these three hundred years, Yao Qing could see Su Zhiwei every day, but Su Zhiwei's impression of him remained fixed three hundred years ago. At that ti, he was still a youth of about twenty years old, high-spirited and vigorous...
But what about now?
His face was full of wrinkles, his body was covered in age spots, and those hideous blood holes pierced his body, making him look like a sickening monster... Such a him was unworthy of being "Yao Qing."
Rather than letting Su Zhiwei et such a version of himself, it would be better to let "Yao Qing" forever beco a thing of the past and remain eternally in Su Zhiwei's heart in his most perfect image;
As for himself...
Well,
Anyway, he was also about to die.
"Pathway Chief of the Path of the Arts..." Su Zhiwei murmured these words, astonishnt flashing in her eyes.
She could sense that although the old man in front of her was burnt out, the aura he radiated was indeed at the Demigod Tier. It turned out that in this era, the Path of the Arts had also produced a Demigod?
Su Zhiwei observed the old man in front of her, trying to see his face clearly, but the latter's back beca more and more stooped, making it impossible to see clearly.
"Lord of the Red Dust," the aged figure suddenly spoke,
"Lord of Wuji led the Witchcraft Association to forcefully attack the Red Dust Domain, attempting to wipe you out in your sleep beforehand. He also used the millions of citizens of my Red Dust Domain to refine Philosopher's Stones in pursuit of his own eternal life...
Now, I am severely injured and on the verge of death, powerless to fight anymore. I implore Lord of the Red Dust... to exact revenge on our behalf."
"Lou Yu?!"
Hearing this, Su Zhiwei was montarily stunned, then, as if recalling sothing, the flas of anger gradually ignited in her eyes.
She looked around, and everywhere her eyes landed were burning houses and collapsed ruins... Just now she was wondering what kind of catastrophe the Red Dust Domain had suffered, to think it was single-handedly stirred up by Lord of Wuji?
He wanted to kill ?!
"It's him... I knew it, it must be him!!"
In Su Zhiwei's mind, the nuclear strike targeting her from over three hundred years ago surfaced. So suspicions buried deep in her heart were verified. Killing intent at the Nine Sovereign Tier almost condensed into substance, spreading to the surroundings, and a terrifying Oppressive Aura enveloped the entire street!
The puddle rippled, pale hair swayed gently in the wind, and the stooped old man remained silent for a long ti before speaking again:
"Right now, he probably wants to escape the Red Dust Domain. He's dead certain you won't leave here..."
"Lord of the Red Dust, you should go."
Su Zhiwei's fists gradually clenched tight. She turned her head, her gaze locking onto the direction Lord of Wuji fled...
"I know." Cold killing intent wafted from the corners of Su Zhiwei's mouth. Her voice seed to co from the netherworld, "Today, he absolutely cannot leave."
"Please take good care of yourself. This old man... will take his leave."
The old man took a deep breath, and his stooped body slowly turned around. At the mont he was about to leave, he still raised his head and gently glanced at Su Zhiwei, then staggered away in the opposite direction...
Under the ink-like dark clouds, that aged figure was like withered grass in the wind, walking lonely towards an uninhabited place.
Su Zhiwei froze. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but just now from the corner of her eye, she seed to see that the corners of the old man's eyes were filled with tears... That look lasted only a second, yet it seed to contain so much.
Su Zhiwei's brows unconsciously furrowed. She didn't take this matter to heart and strode to pursue in the direction Lord of Wuji had left.
But just as she took a single step, she suddenly stopped in place.
For so reason, the scene from just now flashed through her mind... The old man bowed deeply with his hands clasped together. Even though his skin was already full of wrinkles, thick calluses ford on the joints of those slender fingers.
That location was too tricky. It was difficult for an ordinary person to develop calluses there, and as it happened, she also knew soone who had the sa hands.
Su Zhiwei's pupils shrank slightly!
"... Yao Qing?"
She muttered uncertainly and suddenly turned her head to look back, only to find that on the ruined street, there was no longer anyone's shadow, leaving only barrenness and solitude.
Su Zhiwei was stunned. At this mont, a conjecture had ford in her heart, but she didn't dare to believe it... And now, she didn't know where that old man went either. Ultimately, she could only cast her gaze towards the direction Lord of Wuji had fled.
She knew how to confirm it.
"Lou Yu...!!"
Su Zhiwei's fists clenched tightly. She took a deep breath.
In the next mont, dense ripples spread out from beneath her, and her entire person actually lted into the void. Like transforming into a handful of moonlight-like energy, she vanished into thin air!
...
A streak of silver radiance flashed across the earth like lightning!
Wherever this silver light passed, a long silver trail was left on the ground, as if the earth had been transford into so kind of substance possessing strong magnetism. Lord of Wuji's body faintly glowed with white light, flying closely above the ground, roaring past like a high-speed maglev train.
His speed was too fast, even breaking the sound barrier. A visible canopy propped up beside him, and in the span of a breath, he swept across more than half of the Red Dust Domain.
Even under such high-speed flight, Lord of Wuji's body was not affected in the slightest. Even those eyes were transford into an unknown material, like crystals glowing with a faint blue light... In the reflection of these crystals, the edge of the Red Dust Domain was rapidly approaching.
He was about to leave Su Zhiwei's Domain!
Lord of Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, and those blue-glowing pupils burst forth with an even more dazzling brilliance. His speed skyrocketed once more!
One second, two seconds, three seconds... ten seconds!
Lord of Wuji had already pushed the speed he could currently utilize to the absolute limit, but the edge of the Red Dust Domain seed to forever keep its distance from him. No matter how he advanced, it just hovered there like a flat image...
Lord of Wuji's brows knitted tightly. He keenly sensed sothing was wrong and fiercely looked up at the sky!
An incomparably massive palm was slowly rising from the heavens above. Behind it was a cold and angry face, like a giant Buddha in the universe looking down at the Earth; with a light lift of a hand, it could flick the marble-sized planet into pieces!
Lord of Wuji's pupils violently shrank!
Lord of the Red Dust couldn't possibly be that large, nor could she destroy the Earth with a flip of her hand, so...
As if realizing sothing, Lord of Wuji looked around in astonishnt. Unknown when, the vast expanse of land he was on was gradually curling up, like a flower petal floating in the air...
Lord of Wuji inside it was like Sun Wukong in the palm of the Buddha, unable to break free no matter what!
He and the Red Dust Domain were forcefully raised in dinsion...
No, that's not right!
It was Lord of the Red Dust... who lowered her own dinsion!
Not only this region, but even the other major regions of the Red Dust Domain gradually stood up and gathered together, like layers of flower petals intertwining, dancing in the boundless void.
That was a red flower.
This red flower gently fluttered in the air, finally landing in Su Zhiwei's slender palm, swaying silently... A Realm was held within her grasp.
"Lou Yu." Lord of the Red Dust looked down at the grain-of-sand-sized Lord of Wuji and spoke indifferently,
"You... where can you run?"
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