The fleeing Eighth Elder, and the vengeful Elder Xue, under the orchestration of Mo Hua, were recklessly rushing towards each other.
Finally, under Mo Hua's "manipulation", a few hours later, the Eighth Elder, who had been hurriedly traveling, was now less than ten miles away from Elder Xue.
Mo Hua pretended to be unaware and sent a transmission: "Not good, Elder Xue has caught up to you."
The Eighth Elder, who had thought everything was smooth sailing, felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.
"How is it possible? How could he catch up with me?!"
Because I'm leading him to you...
Mo Hua silently thought to himself.
But the truth was too cruel, and Mo Hua couldn't bear to say it out loud.
"It's too late, quickly, go to the left!" Mo Hua instructed the Eighth Elder on the path.
The Eighth Elder gritted his teeth; he had no choice but to run to the left.
He didn't want to encounter the "Evil Star" like the Fourth Elder.
