Half an hour passed in an instant.
Chasing alone, Zhong Xinpeng caught up with the blood light, striking down with one palm from high in the sky, the layers of earth soared hundred meters high, the blood light fleeing underground was directly struck, instantly turning into a puff of blue smoke and dissipating in the air.
"Hmm, it's fake!"
Zhong Xinpeng's face showed little surprise; before the chase, he knew that of the three blood lights Su Jie had divided, two were certainly false illusions, and only one held his true form.
But the other two blood lights were being pursued by Liu Guanlin and Murong Yue leading their teams.
No matter which was Su Jie's true form, as long as it's caught, what awaited Su Jie was certain death. For despite Su Jie's talent, he was only at Secret Realm's fifth level, hardly a match for the Taoist Platform Realm, especially with so many Secret Realm cultivators assisting. Therefore, Zhong Xinpeng wasn't worried at all.
