Fleeing

A loud explosion jolted the silent forest.

An Di appeared in the distance, carrying Feng Rong. His eyes were solemn as he looked back at the spot from where he had disappeared.

The explosion was so powerful that the trees surrounding the area were rooted and destroyed, and a massive pit formed on the ground.

He didn't even look at the Demon who had attacked him before fleeing once more. He knew well that time was not on his side. Since the blast was so loud, it drew the attention of the Demons at the camp.

And, as expected, his blood churned as immense pressure descended on him. His face turned pale, but he continued to flee without looking back. He was well aware that those Heavenly Realm-leveled demons had detected him.

He was about to slow down the time around him when he felt a hand around his waist and realized he was flying in the air.

His hair fluttered, and everything around him blurred, but he could hear a grumble.

"Do you realize how big of a blunder you've made?"