"Flee? Avoid their edge?!" Zou Feng thought.
He certainly wasn't going to run away just because Liu Zhizhou told him to. Given Zou Feng's current strength and the skyrocketing confidence that followed his recent massive string of nourishment, even if a Divinity Transformation Realm expert was chasing Liu Zhizhou, he was confident he could hold them off long enough to buy the dozen or so people a chance to escape.
Thus, completely ignoring Liu Zhizhou's warning, Zou Feng accelerated and swept forward.
"AHHH!"
Before he could even get close, a chilling shriek rang out. It came from a Golden Core Realm disciple lingering at the very back of the group, whose back had just been viciously struck by a black, thorn-covered leather whip.
