With the blessing of the Holy Sword, the Prison of Light descended, trying to block Li Ziye's actions.

"You want to catch me? You want to eat shit!"

When Li Ziye saw this, he turned around and ran away so fast that the light could not reach him.

The absurd scene, the two chasing each other on the battlefield, is jaw-dropping.

Everyone in the world knows that if a great cultivator in the Five Realms wants to escape, almost no one can stop him. Today, Li Ziye tells the world with his actions that if a practitioner in the Four Realms wants to run away, even the Five Realms cannot catch up.

"Boy, you don't have any dignity as a warrior at all!"

From behind, Mu Shouzhi shouted angrily while chasing.

"dignity?"

Ahead, Li Ziye ran and shouted back, "You, an old guy from the fifth realm, are chasing and beating me, a junior from the fourth realm, and yet you have the nerve to talk about dignity with me. As for your face, you are an old and shameless guy. If you have the ability,

If you don’t need that sword, I might still be in the mood to give you a few moves!"

Behind, Mu Shouzhi heard the words of the boy in front of him, and his face became iron-clad. After a moment, he shouted in a deep voice, "Okay, I promise in the name of the God of Light that there is no need to use the Holy Sword, but you can't run away anymore!"

"God of Light?"
Chapter completed!