Chapter 5016 — Ambushed
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Wei Zhao could not help a bitter smile as he recalled what the Southern Heaven Aurora had told him. The two of them had both projected their Primordial Spirits into some remote mountain forest, and yet his counterpart could comfortably hide away for a whole month consolidating his strength, while he, barely after arriving and not even through his period of weakness, was already being hunted. The disparity in treatment was simply too great.
Of course, if this were Cloud Terrace Island, the strength of the two men before him would be considered utterly ordinary—one late Foundation Establishment, one mid Foundation Establishment—and Wei Zhao could have swatted down a whole crowd of them with a casual slap. But this was the mortal realm, and his strength did not even match the peak of the Heaven Rank. What was he supposed to do?
Yet despite the vast gap in his mind, Wei Zhao had never been one to cling stubbornly to a single course. At a time like this, he would not concern himself with the pride of a Xuan Ascension expert. Run when you cannot win—that was his life's motto.
Wei Zhao had never regarded fleeing as a disgrace. It was so in the mortal realm, and it was so on Cloud Terrace Island. As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood. He could always come back and trample them once his strength was restored—after all, a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even ten years on.
Seeing Wei Zhao turn and bolt, Sun Baimei was instantly thrown into a panic. This was a stroke of fortune he had stumbled upon after enormous difficulty—how could he let it slip away so easily? That would be to invite the wrath of heaven.
"Where do you think you're going!" Sun Baimei bellowed, and immediately gave chase without a second thought, his movement technique pushed to its absolute limit. To an ordinary eye he was a human cannonball, swift beyond measure.
He was, after all, a late Foundation Establishment expert, the kind never normally seen in this mortal realm. This time, to capture Wei Zhao, he was going all out at any cost—so much so that even Fei Yangsheng, the mid Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him, could not keep pace for the moment.
Wei Zhao, by contrast, was still unfamiliar with his Primordial Spirit body, and only after great effort had he finally managed to flee with some fluency—but in that instant the distance between them was abruptly closed to within a single meter!
"Haha! No spirit creature has ever escaped once I set my eyes on it. Now, be gathered!" As Sun Baimei spoke, he suddenly flung up his broad sleeve. What method he used was unclear, but from the cuff surged an astonishing force of suction!
An ordinary cultivator might have been able to resist it somewhat, but this suction force was extraordinarily effective against Primordial Spirits—at least ten times stronger, in fact. To put it precisely, this move was designed specifically for capturing spirit creatures, and it was especially potent against beings like Primordial Spirits.
Wei Zhao staggered, nearly sucked in on the spot. Fortunately, his reflexes were quick enough, and in that split second he whipped back a bolt of lightning power.
Had it been Wei Zhao's true body, even the most careless lightning strike could have effortlessly obliterated a Nascent Soul expert, let alone a mere late Foundation Establishment cultivator like Sun Baimei. Unfortunately, he was now in a frail and feeble Primordial Spirit body, and this hastily flung bolt of lightning was pitifully weak—nothing more than a faint pale-blue arc.
Weak as it was, however, it came without warning. Sun Baimei had no chance to react before it struck him squarely, and his body went abruptly numb, a fleeting opening appearing in his movements.
Wei Zhao seized the chance to break free of the suction from his sleeve, and without another word fled for dear life, in the blink of an eye putting a good stretch of distance between them once more.