Li Qiye continued his pursuit as Zhentian ran for his life on this vast prairie. Zhentian might be fast, but Li Qiye was even faster. Even though Li Qiye wasn’t going all out, Zhentian was dragging along his wounded body so he couldn’t lose Li Qiye at all.

In fact, his injuries worsened along the way, so his speed gradually fell. Thus, the distance between the two shortened.

Li Qiye was quite relaxed. He didn’t want to catch up right away as if he was taking in the hunt.

However, after a while, Zhentian stopped and coldly stared at Li Qiye.

Su Yonghuang asked while looking at Zhentian: “What is he doing?”

“He’s waiting for me to come over.” Li Qiye smiled freely: “Wait here, I’ll go see what other killing moves he has.”

Yonghuang spoke with concern: “It must be a trap.” Even though Zhentian was as pitiful...