After learning that those people were still tracking him, Chen Yu flew westward for most of the day, far away from that area.
After all, the enemy's numbers were too large. As time passed, there might be more and more of them.
"When they search for a few days without finding a trace of me, they will naturally give up."
Chen Yu murmured.
The opponents had many people but not many tokens—there was no way to replenish their energy.
When their energy consumption reached a certain point, they had to collect tokens; otherwise, they would be eliminated and couldn't enter the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Once the team dispersed, it would not be easy to gather again.
Chen Yu casually found a spot to sit cross-legged.
He had too many tokens on him, and no matter where he hid, people passing by would sense the familiar and intense Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.
