"Young Master, the opponent is a seasoned Golden Core Realm, we probably only have one chance."
"Yan's" voice echoed in Lu Qing's mind.
"I know," Lu Qing replied through sound transmission.
Then he stopped running, and after shattering a massive rock underfoot, his body burst out layers of white mist, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, shooting into the air, turning to attack the young man in white robes high above.
At the same time, his heart and spirit were communicating with two mysterious places within his body.
"Cornered dog making a desperate leap?" The young man in white robes sneered, "Do you think I'll let you get close so easily?"
Before he finished speaking, a Mana Palm had already condensed in front of him, slapping towards Lu Qing.
Before the Mana Palm even reached Lu Qing, the powerful suppressive force had already significantly slowed his speed.
Then a grab ensued, clutching him in the palm.
"Finally caught you, ant."
The young man in white robes smiled.
