The remaining Blood Bones of Red Sun, as they slowly faded away from that distant place, made the thought in Ye Feng's heart—of chasing after them and seizing those Blood Bones into his hand—begin, by this moment, to quietly disperse.
For he knew that even if he chased over now, it was already too late.
After all, the speed at which those Blood Bones ahead were dissolving was far too swift; that kind of speed had nearly reached the very limit of what Ye Feng could possibly catch up to.
Moreover, there was already a certain distance between the two, with a gap in between.
What was more, the Formation that had just been broken by Red Sun had, at this moment, returned to its original appearance.
Gazing at the place where Red Sun had escaped, Ye Feng could not help but let out a soft sigh. He had originally thought he could borrow that trace of Supreme Power to wipe Red Sun out here.
