At this moment, Zhao Zhongchuan was desperately fleeing with all his might in the sky.
He knew that if Lin Chen caught up to him, Lin Chen's strength would become incredibly formidable, and he would be no match for Lin Chen.
Zhao Zhongchuan had fled for a distance when suddenly, in the sky ahead, numerous flame threads interwove into a large net.
Zhao Zhongchuan's face stiffened, and he gritted his teeth, deciding to risk it all.
He absolutely could not stay here; being intercepted would mean enduring torture worse than death.
Swoosh swoosh—
Zhao Zhongchuan exerted his full power in executing his movement technique, trying to burst through the sea of flame and fiery net in front of him.
However, the flame net was like real ropes, impenetrable, instead entangling and binding him.
Boom—
Zhao Zhongchuan lost his flying momentum, falling from the sky and crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Ah..."
The pain of being burned by flames made Zhao Zhongchuan scream in agony.
