"Dear apprentice, where do you think you're going?"
The appearance of Six Paths resembled that of an ancient, undying elder.
The smile on his face sent shivers down one's spine.
This old man made Wang Ye feel puzzled as to why he could arrive so quickly, even breaking through the formation's barrier.
However, none of this came as a surprise to him.
After all, Six Paths was one of the Eight Great Pseudo-Gods, though he was currently in a period of weakness for some unknown reason, and stayed within the Six Paths Realm, still a False God.
Wang Ye naturally knew that the other party had already blocked all his escape routes, making a head-on confrontation impossible, so he might as well move in another direction.
Thus, he pulled out another miniature teleportation talisman with his right hand and used it once more.
It seemed like Six Paths could see through Wang Ye's actions and followed him again.
