Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Qing fled anxiously. After escaping a thousand meters, they had just caught their breath when they saw purple light enveloping from behind.
Because they were far away, the oppressive aura from the purple light wasn't enough to trap them, but it still startled them.
Little Qing suddenly halted, turned to stare at Wang Xiaoqiang, and said sternly, "Xiaoqiang, why don't we join forces against this Demon Emperor? I don't believe we can't beat him!"
"No, the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor is too powerful. His eyes can break both my Demon Droplet and your Extinction Flower. And you see, we've already fled a thousand miles, yet we still can't escape his eyes. Once he locks onto our trail, he will undoubtedly summon more of the Demon Race to surround us. We cannot match his strength!"
"Hmm, Little Qiang, you're so meticulous!" Little Qing stared at him in admiration, "You're so thorough!"
