"Persistent old bastard."
Ling Chen naturally saw the relentlessly pursuing Saint Qian Yan and couldn't help but curse, but he didn't pause for a moment; instead, he sped up and darted towards the depths of the tomb chamber!
If he were to be caught by this group, it would be hard to escape again.
With feet on his flying swords, Ling Chen pushed his speed to the limit, and even Saint Qian Yan could only match him in speed, so there was no way they could catch up with him anytime soon.
After a series of flickering movements, Ling Chen shook off Saint Qian Yan and the others, arriving at the deepest part of the tomb chamber.
This place, like everywhere else, was shrouded in extreme darkness, and compared to the previous area, it exuded even more eeriness.
Suddenly!
