A blood-red light streaked across the sky, vanishing without a trace in an instant. Chen Nan wanted to chase it but could only sigh helplessly, as his divine sense could no longer detect Yi Mingzi's presence.
"What kind of escape technique is this? It's almost like an instant teleportation talisman," Chen Nan was astounded. With such an escape technique, even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to catch up.
However, he was well aware that such an escape technique could not be without side effects.
"It's a pity he got away; he seems to be a disciple of a Nascent Soul True Man. Bad luck indeed. Fortunately, Yi Mingzi doesn't know who I am."
Chen Nan furrowed his brow slightly. He seemed to be having a streak of bad luck, offending Nascent Soul cultivators wherever he went. It had to be said that this was a skill in itself.
