Just as this squad of Hlai Dao Foundations passed the spot where Dragonhawk was hiding, a violent explosion erupted beneath their feet, instantly blowing the ones in front to pieces.

Although he was being pursued by mere Dao Foundations, Wei Yuan never once thought of turning back and launching a counterattack. If he wiped out the entire squad, wouldn’t that be synonymous to telling the Hlai to send Avatars to hunt him down?

A Hlai True Lord was rushing toward the battlefield at full speed at the moment. In Wei Yuan’s humble opinion, a resource as valuable as an Avatar was best reserved for Zhao fusheng.

The secret realm suddenly grew damp, and tiny streams of water began to seep from the ground. The potency of the Water element rapidly intensified to the point where the other four major elements were being repelled. As the moisture in the air grew impossibly viscous, Wei Yuan felt as though he was running with glue clinging to his body. It caused his speed to drop by more than half.

Wei Yuan silently cursed inside his head. Clearly, the Hlai True Lord had already made its move from a distance. At this rate, there was no way he could escape the secret realm before it arrived.

Just then, green grass suddenly sprouted from the ground. They grew rapidly and covered the ground in tiny flowers in just the blink of an eye. At the same time, Wei Yuan felt the constraints on his body lessen by more than half. It would seem that another Bao Clan powerhouse had intervened.

Grassland and puddles...