'Another hundred li... then another hundred, or maybe two hundred...'
The chase continued. Chu Mu silently calculated the distance in his head.
Fleeing was just a tactic.
He had to kill Zhao Tang today.
Even if it meant using up every last trump card he had accumulated!
He *had* to kill him!
It wasn't a hot-headed impulse, just a lingering grievance he couldn't swallow.
But *how* to kill him still required a clear plan.
The farther he was from Jade Emperor City, the safer he would be.
After fleeing for over a hundred li, only four of the five pursuers remained.
Although other Longevity Sect disciples had tried to intercept him along the way, he had managed to shake them all off one by one.
But if he stopped anywhere near Jade Emperor Valley, other Longevity Sect disciples would inevitably arrive as reinforcements in short order.
Distance was a crucial factor.
