Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 508 Running Again?

The moment Chong Sheng laid eyes on Bai Zihan standing right there, his eyes bulged wide.

"How...?"

His pupils contracted a touch.

"How did you find me?!"

The shock in his tone this time was utterly undisguisable.

Unlike cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm who rip space apart to traverse the void—leaving subtle spiritual traces that experts could follow—

A Teleportation Formation worked entirely differently.

No spiritual trail lingered behind.

After the teleportation finished, tracking the endpoint was usually impossible.

Furthermore—

This journey spanned over eighty miles.

Even if Bai Zihan had somehow grasped the rough direction, zeroing in on his precise spot and arriving nearly simultaneously would still prove impossible.

Yet here Bai Zihan stood.

Right behind him.

Chong Sheng's thoughts whirled at top speed.

But Bai Zihan just grinned.

"I already told you."

He flicked some dust from his sleeve with ease.

"Your stench is so repulsive—"

Then he pointed casually at Chong Sheng.

"That even from hundreds of miles distant, it's impossible to overlook."

His voice carried dead seriousness.

For an instant—

Chong Sheng went rigid.

Earlier, when Bai Zihan mentioned it, he'd dismissed it as sheer taunting.

But now...

Chong Sheng started pondering it for real.

(Could it truly be the smell...?)

His eyebrows knit together.

His Demonic cultivation technique did emit a distinct aura.

He even sniffed at his own body.

The odor was foul indeed, thanks to lingering in the ruins of the destroyed Quan Clan.

But detecting it from hundreds of miles off?

That was utterly preposterous.

No cultivator possessed such an outrageous sense of smell.

After a pause, Chong Sheng shook his head.

Impossible!

It defied all logic.

Bai Zihan was surely mocking him once more.

Chong Sheng's face grew grim.

"I don't care how you tracked me down."

His gaze turned icy.

"But I warn you to leave me be, or else—"

Before the words fully escaped—

Bai Zihan cut him off.

"Else what?"

A sly grin spread across Bai Zihan's features.

"Run away again?"

The scorn in his voice rang clear.

Chong Sheng's features twisted faintly.

He yearned to snap back.

Yet no retort emerged.

For the harsh reality was—

He lacked any means to handle Bai Zihan at present.

That freakish physique alone was unprecedented in his experience.

No matter the ferocity of his strikes, they failed to pierce Bai Zihan's defenses.

It made zero sense.

(If only I retained my old cultivation...)

Chong Sheng's eyes shadowed over.

With his former might, a figure like Bai Zihan wouldn't dare approach.

A mere finger flick would obliterate him.

Regrettably—

Those days were gone.

Now, he remained far too feeble.

Teeth clenched, Chong Sheng abruptly lifted his hand once more.

Rip!

Space tore open.

He plunged into the void without a second thought.

Fleeing yet again.

But if escape eluded him before—

It evaded him even more now.

The instant Chong Sheng disappeared—

Bai Zihan ripped the void and pursued.

Boom!

The landscape smeared as both silhouettes streaked through the emptiness.

Over and over.

And over.

Chong Sheng kept ripping void cracks, bolting at maximum pace.

Still, Bai Zihan trailed him relentlessly each time.

Nevertheless—

As pursuit dragged on, Bai Zihan's eyes gradually sharpened.

Chong Sheng no longer fled aimlessly like before.

As though—

He aimed for a particular destination.

(He's luring me somewhere.)

Bai Zihan grasped the notion swiftly.

From Chong Sheng's actions, it seemed he was deliberately guiding the way.

Likely into a trap.

For a schemer like Chong Sheng, lacking backups would be odd.

Just as before—with the pre-set Teleportation Formation for getaway.

Not aimed solely at Bai Zihan, but probably for any failure in annihilating the Quan Clan.

To slip away and vanish afterward.

(This old fiend is incredibly wary.)

Bai Zihan felt a twinge of admiration.

Others with past supremacy might scorn all foes.

Convinced no threat lurked in such a remote spot.

Chong Sheng stood apart.

Not just multiple escape routes prepped—

He'd ditched his ego to flee without qualms.

Such vigilance set him apart from typical cultivators.

Rendering him all the more perilous.

With this grudge locked in, Bai Zihan couldn't let him slip free.

Chong Sheng halted abruptly.

His form dropped to the earth, landing firm.

Seconds later—

The void warped behind him.

Bai Zihan emerged from the rift.

Upon landing, Bai Zihan's eyes scanned the area.

Ahead of Chong Sheng—

A vast formation etched into the soil.

Primeval runes sprawled over the desolate terrain, spanning dozens of meters wide.

Faint glows pulsed along the lines as spirit energy coursed like streams.

Bai Zihan arched a brow.

Yet surprise barely flickered.

(Just as anticipated... This old devil had a scheme ready.)

Chong Sheng pivoted slowly.

Then burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha!"

Prior irritation vanished entirely.

Arrogance flooded his face anew.

"I warned you not to tail me!"

His stare fixed on Bai Zihan.

"Since you ignored it..."

His grin turned frigid.

"Now face the repercussions."

With those words—

Chong Sheng lifted his hand, igniting the formation.

Buzz!

The earth quivered faintly.

The outermost layer blazed to life.

Myriad runes erupted in brilliance.

A mighty surge of spatial force radiated out.

Boom!

Ambient space hardened instantly.

The zone locked tight.

The void grew unyieldingly firm, barring any rifts.

Bai Zihan grasped it at once.

A Space-Sealing Formation.

Chong Sheng beamed with smug triumph.

"No escape for you!"

He proclaimed boldly. But Bai Zihan merely cocked his head.

Then flashed a subtle smile.

"Run away?"

Amusement laced his voice.

"I had no such intention."

He eyed the locked space, then met Chong Sheng's gaze.

"Not like some spineless fool."

Bai Zihan's lips quirked.

"Did you figure I'd bolt at the first hint of trouble, just as you do?"

Mockery dripped from every syllable.

Bai Zihan regarded him steadily.

"I'm nothing like you."

The derision stood blatant.

Chong Sheng's face shadowed.

His brows creased faintly. "You'll rue those words shortly."