At this moment, the battle between the three legacy elders of the Primordial Demon Sect's puppet lineage and the three ancestors of the Wind Cloud Sect was already becoming more and more intense. The attention of the legacy elders naturally was not on the battlefield.
This was Qi Ming's chance to escape.
"Go!"
Qi Ming took this opportunity to quickly escape from the disciples of the Wind Cloud Sect and quickly retreat from the battlefield. His speed was very fast, and he even used the divine power of Traceless Flight to dodge.
Half an hour later, Qi Ming had already completely left the Wind Cloud Sect battlefield and widened the distance. He looked back a few times and could only vaguely see the aftershock of the battlefield.
He had only taken a few steps when he was stopped.
"Yang Qianxi, where do you want to go?"
"Hehe…"
"As expected, you want to escape."
"We've been watching you for a long time."
"…"