At the same time, Zuo Qiyu, who lagged half a body length behind him, still stood firmly on this path, forming a powerful pull that tugged at him.
"Still not working?"
Zhao Xing looked at the abyss ahead shrouded in chaotic mist and withdrew his raised foot.
He wasn't confident he could see what lay ahead, didn't know whether that life-or-death leap would clear the unknown chaos and cross the abyss.
"Zhao Xing, go back to the Primordial Realm." Zuo Qiyu's voice came from behind. "Just having Jin Yan pave the way for you isn't enough."
Zhao Xing turned around and met Zuo Qiyu's resolute gaze, but Zuo quickly shifted it down to Zhao Xing's feet.
"I told you long ago this day would come sooner or later."
"Come, I challenge you to a Great Taoism Competition!"
"Please accept my challenge!"
Zhao Xing looked at Zuo Qiyu, and had no doubt that once he agreed, he could naturally kill Zuo Qiyu.
