A hundred miles away, Spatial Force flared as Formation Patterns lit up, and the figures of Su Han and Gong Ming emerged from within. A single teleportation had carried them a hundred miles, showcasing Gong Ming's high level of Formation Mastery. However, this distance was negligible for the Kun Jing Great Emperor. The sense of crisis from behind still lingered, like a sharp dagger pressed against their backs, making both men's hair stand on end with the feeling that a great disaster was imminent.
"Let's go to the outer sea! I've set up a series of Teleportation Arrays there that can send us back to the Eastern Region. Once we're there, the Kun Jing Great Emperor won't be able to touch us!" Gong Ming's expression was grave as he grabbed Su Han and continued to flee for their lives.
If they were caught by the Kun Jing Great Emperor, their deaths were certain, without a doubt.
