A figure in a black robe rushed out of the Emperor Jun Temple in embarrassment, followed closely by Mu Yu, Yang Gao, Li Haoya and others. Due to the suppression of the idol, the man in black robe could not fully display his strength. He could only watch himself being injured by Mu Yu and the others. In desperation, he could only try his best to escape from the terrifying temple.
However, after leaving the temple, the situation did not get better. The three people who originally joined forces turned out to be vulnerable in front of the man in black robe. Their attacks, in front of the men in black robes, were like mosquitoes scratching their itch, unable to cause any substantial harm at all. The man in black robe waved his long arm, and a powerful force directly knocked the three people back, leaving them in a state of confusion.
The man in black robe had a cold look in his eyes, and he instantly adjusted his state and prepared to fight. His powerful strength and terrifying methods made Mu Yu and the others feel unprecedented pressure. They understood that if they did not join forces, they would not be able to withstand the attack of this black-robed man.
So, the three of them made an instant decision. They all launched an attack on the man in black robes, cooperating in a tacit understanding, as if they had practiced it thousands of times. However, even so, they still couldn't shake the man in black robe at all. The man in black robe was like a rock, steadily blocking the three attacks, and even had the strength to counterattack.
The figure of the man in black robe is looming like a ghost, mysterious and frightening. Mu Yu Yang Gao and Li Hao Ya watched helplessly as the black-robed man became so powerful in an instant after walking out of the temple, and they couldn't help but want to give up.
There was a powerful aura surrounding the man in black robes, as if he were an emperor in the darkness, which was intimidating. Every time he waved, he brought up a strong wind, and even the dust in the distance was picked up, forming small whirlwinds.
Muyu Yanggao and Li Haoya looked at each other and saw fear and helplessness in each other's eyes. They knew that this man in black robe was by no means an easy person, and he was more powerful than they imagined. Now, they can only choose to retreat to the temple and look for opportunities to fight again.
The two of them no longer hesitated and quickly turned around and ran towards the temple. Their footsteps left deep marks on the sand, as if telling the panic and uneasiness in their hearts. The man in black robe just looked at their backs coldly, did not chase them, and made no other actions. He just stood there quietly.
The moment they jumped through the temple gate, they couldn't help but look back. The man in black robe was still standing there.
"This is not the way to go." Mu Yu, Yang Gao, and Li Haoya looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes. They knew they had to find a way to break out, otherwise no one would be able to escape.
"Let's run in three directions." Muyu Yanggao suggested. This is a risky decision, but it is also their only way out at the moment.
Li Haoya nodded, grabbed Mu Yuyang Gao's hand and said, "No matter what, we have to give it a try. Whoever gets caught will be unlucky, but at least one person can escape."
As soon as they finished speaking, the man in black robe was already approaching. The three of them immediately separated and ran in three directions. The man in black robe didn't seem to expect that they would do this, and he hesitated for a moment. However, they quickly adjusted their tactics and began to pursue.
Muyu Yanggao ran very fast, her heart beating like a drum. She walked through corridors and jumped over traps, trying to get rid of the black-robed man behind her. She knew that being caught could mean death. Her footsteps did not stop, she knew that this was her only chance.
Li Haoya also ran desperately, his heart seemed to beat out of his chest. There was only darkness ahead of his vision, but he didn't dare to stop. He heard footsteps coming closer and closer, and he knew he couldn't be caught.
Yang Gao, on the other hand, ran towards the depths of the temple, his heartbeat echoing in his ears like thunder. He knew he couldn't stop without risking being caught. He ran forward desperately, hoping that there would be a way out ahead.
The three of them fled separately in the temple, with the man in black robes chasing after them.
Mu Yu and Yang Gao Li Haoya fled in the woods in a panic. Behind them, a figure in black robes was approaching step by step, like a cold arrow shot in the darkness, with a clear target, directed at Mu Yu.
In the night, Mu Yu and Li Haoya's figures shuttled through the woods, leaving behind a series of rapid and messy footsteps. They seemed to be playing a life-and-death game, always alert and nervous. And the man in black robe was like a cheetah in the dark, staring closely at Mu Yu, with a cold and cunning light shining in his eyes. His speed was extremely fast and he caught up with Mu Yu almost instantly.
"Run!" Li Haoya shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky. He grabbed Mu Yu's hand and led him running deeper into the forest. Their footsteps echoed in the night forest like a desperate movement.
However, no matter how they ran, the man in black robe always followed Mu Yu like a shadow. He was like a ghost, ignoring the complex terrain of the forest and chasing Mu Yu tirelessly. His eyes were fixed on Mu Yu, as if he had determined that he was the one who must be hunted down.
"Let's run separately!" Mu Yu suddenly shouted, his eyes resolute and resolute. He broke free from Li Haoya's hand, changed direction and ran deeper into the forest.
Mu Yu has disappeared into the dark forest. He could only watch his back disappear into the night, his heart filled with worry and helplessness.
The man in black robe, after a brief hesitation, chose to continue chasing Mu Yu. Their chasing game started in the forest, and Mu Yu was the hunted prey. Their figures moved quickly in the forest, bringing with them bursts of wind and footsteps. This game of life and death has just begun.
He could only move forward, constantly moving forward, trying to break free from the lock of the man in black robe. His heart was like a fist clenched in the darkness, and his breathing was rapid and chaotic, echoing in his ears like thunder.
Every step he took was like passing through the purgatory of pain and despair. His speed did not slow down, but became faster because of the oppression. The branches cut across his cheeks like sharp knives, and the cold moonlight illuminated the sweat on his head.
The footsteps of the man in black robes were like a drumbeat, constantly reminding him of his situation behind him. The heavy oppression made him feel unprecedented tension and fear. But he couldn't stop, couldn't look back, he could only keep moving forward.
He knew he was running towards the unknown abyss, but he couldn't stop. He wanted to escape that dark fate, he wanted to live. That strong desire to survive made his steps even firmer.
