"What's wrong, Patriarch of Empyrean Glory? Why haven't you overtaken him yet?" Even Celestial Master Dong Ming of the Ancient Demon Clan had to contact him.
"I underestimated him. I didn't think he'd be this good at running. He's faster than ordinary Celestial Masters," Patriarch of Empyrean Glory replied.
"I see. No wonder I'm increasingly falling behind Jiu Jian in my perception despite using all my strength." Dong Ming felt relieved.
"Rest assured. He has some extraordinary tricks up his sleeve but he's dreaming if he thinks he can outrun me." Patriarch of Empyrean Glory snorted. Secret black patterns emerged all over his skin, engulfing him.
These patterns soon covered his entire body. With a flick of his sleeve, a pair of immense black wings burst forth from these patterns.
Even Patriarch of Empyrean Glory's body began to experience changes and he turned into a large bat in a flash.