"Even if it's difficult, we must capture him!"
The Eldest Prince said solemnly. After losing so many demonic eagles and death warriors, if Chu Ming were to escape, not only would his prestige in the royal family be tarnished, but the other princes would also mock him behind his back. It might even affect his future inheritance of the throne.
"Understood."
Old Qing nodded slightly. He was aware of the stakes and, besides, his previous attack was merely a test. He hadn't used his true skills yet.
Whoosh!
Chu Ming killed the last demonic eagle with a single slash, and now, only three remained on the battlefield.
Chu Ming, the Eldest Prince, and Old Qing.
Chu Ming's steps pounded on the ground rapidly, like a concentrated gust of wind. His figure flickered quickly and vanished from the sight of the other two in an instant.
"Old Qing, don't let him escape!"
Watching Chu Ming's figure fade into the distance, the Eldest Prince grew anxious.
Whoosh!
