Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, two months flew by...
At the endless sea of blood, a group of ten engaged in a relentless chase, piercing the sky and traversing the void.
During these two months, Ye Xiaofan and the others, along with Mu Xin and Mu Yan, fled desperately, leaving the Blood-colored Mountain Range far behind.
The more they ran, the more anxious they became; despite Ye Xiaofan employing countless terrifying flying talismans from the Talisman Saint to enhance the Ark, constantly increasing its speed, the five figures behind them were relentless and unwavering in their pursuit.
Luckily, with the constant 'blood' support from Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen, Yunmo Yue had not yet caught up with them, but at this rate, it was only a matter of time before they were overtaken.
On this day, two months later...
Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen were already pale, their faces devoid of color.
