"There's no need; the Divine Race's Ninth Realm expert isn't a fool either. If he dares to chase after us, he must have brought enough strong allies."
"I feel there are at least six," Xu Feng estimated.
"We'll just toy with them a little. If we get caught up in a tough battle, it'll give those Divine Race experts a chance to come to their aid, and we could easily fall into a passive position."
While traveling through this nihility, Xu Feng had already made up his mind from the very beginning—if this battle showed even a hint of crisis, he would avoid it if possible.
And so, Xu Feng started by waiting slowly in the nihility, picking up speed only after the seven Divine Race Ninth Realm experts got close.
Xu Feng kept those seven Divine Race experts on tenterhooks with this on-and-off chase.
"Those few Divine Race experts really have perseverance; it's been more than 10 million years already, and they're still following me."
"They've added a bit of luster to my boring life."
