678 Sheng Mountain Daiyu (1/2)

Flowing within the narrow Spiritual River, each time Jia Mingluo breathed, he would swallow and pull at the huge amount of Spiritual Energy around.

His broken limbs already showed signs of recovering. The broken bat wings behind him stretched out once more.

This was the natural regeneration ability of the Night Demon race. He knew it was time to heal and in just tens of breaths, his outer injuries would be all healed up.

This place was not far away from the World River. In just ten minutes, he could reach there. Although he was taking a gamble entering the Cloud World, he still left some people in the World River.

A full 100,000 troops and tens of Grade-9 Experts were guarding the remnant pieces of the ancient wood giant ship.

As long as he reached there, Zong Shou couldn't do anything to him! At least he would be able to escape safely...

However, just as joy entered his eyes, he sensed a silver light split through the air.

”Flying knife?”

In that instant, he already recognized what it was.

Jia Mingluo's eyes were filled with shock and fear. He recalled that indiscernible and changing flying knife from when they first fought.

He couldn't dodge it even when he was full strength, much less now?

He changed directions a few times and as expected the knife still followed him like it was his shadow.

Although there were huge layers of Red Star God Lightning behind him, they couldn't block it at all.

The sharp knife intent split the heavy lightning. Following this, the knife sped up once more and pierced his stomach.

Blood light spurted as he roared out in hatred and fear.

He didn't care about the pain, a ball of blood sprayed out from the wound. Even some recovered areas started to tear apart. Threads of strong energy flowed within him.

It caused his movement speed to instantly double!

However, the sense of danger still got closer and closer. He could sense a chilling killing intent locking down on him, he was unable to ditch it and break away.

The speed wasn't fast nor slow, it wasn't anxious but it just kept following behind him.

Jia Mingluo recalled what Zong Shou told him...

”If I were you I would escape now, best if you leave the Cloud World to somewhere I can't find you...”

However, was there any place where Zong Shou couldn't find him nearby?

Thinking back to the million race members who died under Seven Cloud Mountain, his heart was bleeding.

In just 200 breaths he would enter the World River. However, at this moment it was too far away in his eyes.

Another silver light split through the air and chased him. Just as he tried to dodge, a sharp intent blocked him. A flying claw chain broke through layers of space and grabbed him.

Was it Zong Shou?

Following this, he felt that it wasn't. Although he was strong, he wasn't as domineering as Zong Shou.

The moment such a thought flashed, his body was already captured by the flying claw.

A cold True Qi entered his limbs and veins such that he couldn't move or struggle.

Only now did he see clearly the face of the person who captured him.

He was slightly startled. It was actually a woman...

30,000 feet away, lightning wings flapped as Zong Shou stood still in the space layer.

Each time they flapped, they used huge amounts of power to rip open space, to get closer to Jia Mingluo.

He kept a decent pace and ensured that he had enough True Qi to prepare for the unexpected while also not allowing him to escape.

However, once the second Cloud Flame Flying Knife shot out, Zong Shou was shocked.

Six God Flying Knife, never thrown for nothing, if one didn't die, one would be heavily injured!

It was no exception. He could feel that the knife did hurt him.

However, why did he suddenly stop? Did he give up on running?

With his personality, he was as determined as Zong Shou and most probably wouldn't do that.

Many thoughts but no answers. Zong Shou shook his head and the black wings flapped once more, appearing in the space where Jia Mingluo's aura was.

Following this, Zong Shou's brow rose as he looked opposite him.

A person stood in the air holding a chain, on the end of it was a claw who captured a person, Jia Mingluo.

It was an eighteen year old girl, her body was exquisite and beautiful, clear eyes and white teeth, jade skin and nice muscles, a real beauty. She wore normal clothing, her aura was ice cold, her brows retained an icy intent that couldn't be melted.

She was curiously looking over at him.

It's her?

Zong Shou's pupils constricted. He only felt his breathing stop, his heart trembling.