Chapter 879

Bubbles surged upwards in abundance.

The Spiny Puffer desperately pulsated, deflated, as whirlwinds roared, pressing out one perfect, massive circle after another.

However, absent the mud and sand, there was still mud and sand; absent the rubble, there was still rubble.

Even scraping the ground three feet deep, no trace of a person was to be seen.

"Gone!"

Ci Ji's expression was grim.

It had been chasing the Human Race Grandmaster for half a day, only for the other to vanish in a blink, leaving no hint within a radius of thirty li, not a single trace remaining.

Previously, when the target escaped its suction circle, it thought it was just a short-range movement technique, but now it seemed quite clear—it was Divine Skills!

Only Divine Skills could have such miraculous effects!

But what was the golden aura?

There are gains and losses, having means to escape, the offensive means must be inferior to others.