Hovering in midair, Li Pin stared at the distant horizon for quite a while.0

At the end of the day, he wasn't an Astral Cultivator. He lacked the unique connection that existed among them.0

Ying Zhao and Hong Zhenshan had already distanced themselves to the point where he could barely discern their traces. With them hell-bent on fleeing, Li Pin would find it incredibly difficult to catch up.0

This was compounded by the fact that their escape route did not align with the direction of the celestial movement.0

Li Pin felt a sense of confusion wash over him, and he began to reflect on the earlier battle.0

"The mental spirit of a Master Astral Cultivator is formidable. When fully unleashed, it can disrupt my spiritual state, interfering with the operation of my Celestial Force Field.0

"In theory, one of them could focus on disrupting my force field while the other attacks me with full force. That could force me to lose the advantage. From that point on, it would turn into a battle of attrition."0

"If my endurance and stamina exceed those of Ying Zhao and Hong Zhenshan, once they exhaust their astral energy, their deaths...0