Patrick, together with the group of God Clan members behind him, followed the imprint on Fang Heng all the way to the eighty-fifth layer, where they stopped.
Patrick's expression was frighteningly grim.
Fang Heng's aura had disappeared on this layer.
Upon careful perception, Fang Heng had already entered a higher region of Hell.
At the very least, he had gone up another twenty to thirty layers.
He had escaped again.
The God Clan members looked at one another, urgency unconsciously appearing in their eyes.
Xius hurried over, wanting to continue the pursuit. He took a few steps forward, only to realize that Elder Patrick was still standing in place.
"Elder, should we..."
Chase?
Or not chase?
Elder Patrick clenched his fist tightly.
Fang Heng clearly possessed some kind of ability that allowed him to rapidly teleport within the high-level regions of Hell.
