Wu Yu had indeed escaped the Gu Huo Immortal Lord with ease.

The 400-strong immortal lord faction of the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe had set down the tightest trap they could, and was still foiled by the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal's Somersault Cloud mystique.

Wu Yu had improved greatly on all four mystiques. Although he was using the same mystiques that he had before, they were completely different when used.

For example, Fulgurating Shadows. He could control the position with finesse, and even appear in the midst of a narrow crack.

This time, he appeared outside the surround and then flipped a few more times successively, leaving the star far behind, and the Primeval Mighty Miracle God Tribe out of sight.

"With the Howling Celestial Dog around, and already locked on to my scent, I'm afraid there's nowhere I can hide. That's troublesome."

Wu Yu had briefly scanned the memories of the Gu Qiang Immortal Lord and extracted information about the Howling Celestial Dog. However, he did not know that the Gu Huo Immortal Lord...