The sky was dim and overcast.
Ming Ye channeled all his Energy, fleeing rapidly with his older brother on his back.
At his Returning Yuan Stage Cultivation, his top speed was no slower than a Flying Device. The downside, however, was the rapid consumption of Energy, and he soon felt his strength failing.
'No, I have to find another hiding spot to replenish my Energy as soon as possible,' he thought. 'Otherwise, I won't last.'
Inside a Flying Device.
A Beastman in a police uniform and carrying Weapons was reporting to his superior.
"Reporting, sir. Target spotted, thirty li to our southwest."
The superior grunted in acknowledgment and said in a low voice, "Relay the order: full speed ahead. We must capture the wanted criminal today."
"Yes, sir."
The Imperial Police Flying Devices were getting closer and closer. It wouldn't be long before they caught up to him.
Ming Ye's nerves were stretched taut. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself to go faster.
