Seeing that the Asura King was about to catch up with them, Su Yang suddenly turned around and dashed straight into a mountain.
"Such desperation, panicking without thinking!" the Asura King laughed wildly and followed him into the mountain.
Inside the mountain, the path twisted and turned. The Asura King wasn't in a rush, smiling as he followed Su Yang, akin to a cat playing with a mouse.
After running for a while, Su Yang suddenly rushed into a valley.
The Asura King stood outside, glanced inside, and furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss in the valley. Yet, with his Saint strength, he couldn't pinpoint what felt off.
Nevertheless, the Asura King entered, because he didn't regard Su Yang and Ancestor Dragon as threats.
He was a Saint; no one in the Human World could compare to him in strength. Even if they set traps, they couldn't harm him. This was the absolute confidence of a Saint!
Unbeknownst to him, the valley was actually Storm Valley.
