Boom!
In the jungle of Qing State, where the sky is completely obscured.
Two figures were moving incredibly fast, each step they took on the thick branches propelled them hundreds of feet forward.
"Still can't shake him off?"
The figure on the left was a resolute-looking young man who glanced back occasionally, his brows furrowing tighter each time.
"Brother Meng, we can't go on like this!"
The figure on the right had a face covered in black markings, looking rather startling.
He quickly whispered, "I'll hold him off, you go fetch the Fire Tao Divine Soldiers!"
"No way! Brother Yuann, you've just stepped into the Clarity Realm, while the Mangy Monk is already Half-Step Divine Travel. If you stay, you'll die!"
The young man quickly shook his head and said, "As a friend, how can I just watch you stay and die!"
Before he could finish, the ugly-looking figure interrupted:
