(Holy Hall I: Wrath of the Evil God will be released in November.)
In times of danger, Wang Meng's Divine Sense was always scanning the surrounding hundred-li radius for killing intent. Suddenly, he felt something was off. Wang Meng reacted instantly, grabbing Sanmao and barking a single word, "Run!"
The two of them sprinted wildly through the world of endless yellow sand… naked.
It seemed they had just escaped the wolf's den only to enter the tiger's maw. According to his Divine Sense, the aura belonged to that damn Zheng Dasheng.
If he had also reached Minor Perfection, Wang Meng wouldn't have minded turning back to annihilate the bastard. But as it was, he had just advanced. He had felt his qi and blood churning after finishing off Yu Zimo. What he needed most right now was to regulate his breathing, not fight.
About ten minutes later, Zheng Dasheng arrived at the spot where Wang Meng and Sanmao had just been.
