But it was just a drop in the ocean.
The face of the Demon Venerable Avatar suddenly turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura rapidly declining.
Jiang Shu seized this moment, stepping into the void, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
"Again... escaped again!"
The Demon Venerable Avatar was somewhat incredulous, the spear fell, piercing into the mountain below, instantly turning it into a sea of blood.
He was an avatar of a Demon Venerable, with space comprehension far surpassing some Daoist Monarchs of the Vientiane Realm, and his weapon was a powerful Attack Dao Artifact almost born with Spiritual Wisdom. Yet, he repeatedly failed to defeat a young man who had just advanced to the Vientiane Middle Stage not long ago.
More importantly, with each battle, he noticed Jiang Shu's combat power was escalating at a maddening pace.
Originally, he could easily chase down and kill this young man who could only flee.
