At this time, as long as Caspian relaxed a little, he would be caught by the giant palm.
Even though his Blood Soul was condensed and his Divine Soul was powerful, he was no match for an Amethyst Palace Realm.
"I will...do it."
No one knew if it was because Caspian was in a bad mood, or because the one behind the Gates of Hell simply could not accept the reality of being chased, the person behind the Gates of Hell made a sound at this moment.
Although there were only a few words, and the one behind the Gates of Hell was stuttering, Caspian could still feel a strong dissatisfaction.
Caspian narrowed his eyes and continued to fly at full speed. He shook his head and said, "Wait a minute."
"If we wait a little longer... we'll be... caught up..."
At this time, it was not just a matter of whether Caspian would relax or not.
When Caspian used Wave-like Void Bracelet, he had to fold the void to achieve the effect of going tens of thousands of miles in an instant.
However, this palm, relying on its own strength, did not care about these things at all. It ran wildly all the way, and its speed was not affected at all.
At this rate, even if Caspian could maintain such a state, he would be caught up sooner or later.
In fact, the current situation was already very dangerous.
Almost as soon as Caspian stepped out of a void, the palm caught up with him and smashed the void into pieces. Then, it continued to approach Caspian.
During this period, Caspian passed through a high mountain.
After passing by, the palm followed closely behind. With a boom, the high mountain and the surrounding one thousand kilometers were all blown to flat ground.
Caspian passed through a big river.
The palm followed closely behind. With a loud boom, the river broke from the middle and changed its direction.
Caspian also passed by a sect.
Although the sect was not big, there were tens of thousands of disciples, including Masters of Heavenly Spirit Realm.
With a sweep of the palm, cultivators of the sect turned into dust with the creatures within a radius of one thousand kilometers before they could even react.
Obviously, Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace Realm behind the giant palm was really angry. He must kill Caspian.
"What... are you... waiting for...? "
A moment later, when the one behind the Gates of Hell saw that Caspian was in danger and that he had relied on the sudden change in direction several times so that he did not fall into the hands of the giant palm, the person behind the Gates of Hell was confused and dissatisfied.
"Wait for a while," Caspian replied. "Wait for him to collect the corpse."
The corpse collection here naturally referred to the body of the purple-robed man.
The moment he spoke, Caspian traveled another ten thousand miles.
In just a short time, Caspian had rushed out nearly 200,000 miles.
At this time, he was already on the edge of the Arctic Wilderness.
Although he had not yet entered the hinterland, he had been covered by a large amount of frost and snow. Looking around, he could see that the land was wrapped in silver and was frozen for thousands of miles. The snow was falling for thousands of miles, and no one could be seen.
Boom!
Numerous icebergs were smashed into pieces by the giant palm. The broken ice and powder flew straight into the sky, exploded and spread around, reflecting thousands of colors.
The endless snowfield seemed to have been hit by a giant beast, and the section cracked and collapsed from the middle.
The entire world of ice and snow seemed to have come to an end.
At this time, in the void, the pressure behind Caspian had made him feel difficult to breathe, but he still had to hold on for a while.
"I don't just want to get rid of the other party. This guy is chasing so happily. I must make him painful," Caspian gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay..." As if he had understood what Caspian was thinking, the one behind the Gates of Hell said after that.
As soon as Caspian finished speaking, a spirit boat appeared in the crack in the sky where the palm had appeared.
Above the spirit boat, there was a flag that belonged to the Ghost Kill Pavilion.
At this time, after the spirit boat appeared, it flew straight to the ground.
After a while, a man and a woman flew out of the spirit boat and stood next to the body of the purple-robed man.
"He was actually killed." The male cultivator frowned.
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