"This can't go on!"
Xu Fang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze heavy as he watched Kun-Peng's avatar approaching step by step. In this situation, it was only a matter of time before Kun-Peng killed him. The power of Kun-Peng's avatar was simply too overwhelming, leaving Xu Fang with almost no room to fight back.
"I need to find a way out of this, or I'll be in serious trouble!"
Xu Fang slowly retreated, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade hovering beside him while he gripped the Ghost-Mourning Blade tightly, keeping a close eye on Kun-Peng's movements and preparing to defend his vital points.
After all, Kun-Peng's avatar was at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Even though Xu Fang's attributes far exceeded his actual cultivation level, he was still no match for a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Seeing Xu Fang's fear and reluctance to face his attacks head-on, Kun-Peng's avatar burst into laughter. He carried his massive blade over his shoulder, slowly closing in on Xu Fang.
This was the feeling he wanted—hunting his prey, watching it tremble in fear as it faced its inevitable demise. This was true hunting!
"Brat, you were so arrogant earlier. Why are you so scared now?"
Kun-Peng's avatar sneered, his voice filled with disdain. Mortals were just mortals. No matter how extraordinary, they could never overcome the suppression of a higher realm.
After all, his avatar's strength was at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Xu Fang didn't respond to Kun-Peng's taunts. His mind raced, searching for a way to escape. Although he could use the Quasi-Sage-level attack Master Bodhi had given him as a last resort, he felt it would be a waste to use it on Kun-Peng now.
He would face even stronger enemies in the future, and that would be the best time to use the Quasi-Sage attack.
As he retreated, Xu Fang found himself dozens of miles away from the original battlefield. Kun-Peng's avatar followed at a leisurely pace, clearly enjoying the chase.
Seeing Xu Fang's cautious expression, Kun-Peng's avatar grinned with satisfaction.
"Brat, let's see where you can run to today. No matter where you go, you're doomed!"
Xu Fang still didn't respond to Kun-Peng's verbal attacks. He continued to retreat rapidly, eventually breaking into a full sprint.
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"I don't have time to play with you anymore. Prepare to die, brat!"
Kun-Peng's avatar, who had been leisurely chasing Xu Fang, suddenly erupted with a terrifying killing intent. He had had enough fun and was now ready to end Xu Fang's life.
The figures in the heavens had seen enough. It was time for him to begin the slaughter.
Xu Fang pushed his speed to the limit, using the Flowing Clouds and Rainbows technique to its fullest.
After fleeing for hundreds of miles, Xu Fang suddenly felt an intense wave of danger from behind. The Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade shot out first, and Xu Fang turned around, gripping the Ghost-Mourning Blade to block Kun-Peng's attack.
Against Kun-Peng's avatar, Xu Fang had no good options. He could only rely on his physical strength, as his magical techniques were almost useless against such a powerful opponent.
At such close range, only pure physical combat would work.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The crisp sound of clashing weapons echoed through the heavens and earth, sparks flying in all directions. The surrounding ground was torn apart by the shockwaves of their battle.
Xu Fang was sent flying dozens of miles, his hands numb from the impact. He struggled to maintain his grip on the Ghost-Mourning Blade, his expression grim.
As time passed, the power of Kun-Peng's essence fully manifested, making his avatar even stronger—almost twice as powerful as before.
Xu Fang fought and retreated, desperately searching for a way out. Blood poured from his mouth like water, leaving a long trail of crimson behind him.
"Brat, stop running!"
Kun-Peng's avatar grew more and more excited. With his incredible speed, he quickly closed the distance to Xu Fang and swung his blade without hesitation.
Xu Fang blocked the attack but didn't linger. He immediately fled again.
However, just as Xu Fang reached a canyon, the long-silent system suddenly chimed in with a cold notification.
"Ding! Side quest triggered: Sign in at the hermitage of the Great Demon Sage, Kun-Peng!"
"What? This is Kun-Peng's hermitage?"
Xu Fang was stunned by the system's sudden announcement. He had stumbled into Kun-Peng's lair!
"Sign in!"
Without hesitation, Xu Fang signed in, hoping the system's rewards would give him something useful to deal with the pursuing Kun-Peng avatar.
"Ding! Host sign-in successful. Reward obtained: Respected Demon Saint Body, Demon Race Affinity (single use), +200 spiritual energy!"
The system's voice rang out calmly.
"Respected Demon Saint Body? Demon Race Affinity? What are these?!"
Xu Fang was baffled by the system's announcement. The "Respected Demon Saint Body" sounded impressive, but what did "Demon Race Affinity (single use)" mean?
He was being chased by Kun-Peng's avatar. Did this mean that with Demon Race Affinity, he could avoid Kun-Peng's pursuit?
At that moment, a strange power descended upon Kun-Peng's avatar. The murderous glare in his eyes softened, and his killing intent vanished completely.
"What's going on? Why do I feel... goodwill toward this brat?"
Kun-Peng's avatar was utterly confused. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of affection toward Xu Fang.
This feeling was completely baffling.
"Why... why am I feeling this way?"
Kun-Peng's avatar couldn't make sense of it. Unconsciously, he even sheathed his massive blade, his gaze toward Xu Fang growing increasingly gentle.
It was as if he wasn't chasing a hated enemy but rather a promising junior he found quite agreeable.
"What's happening? Why do I feel this strange sensation?"
Ahead, Xu Fang, who had been fleeing, noticed the change in Kun-Peng's avatar due to the Demon Race Affinity. He stopped running and turned around, staring in shock at the now-friendly Kun-Peng avatar.
