Thunder surrounded the body, invisible sword qi thrust forward, slicing through the air currents ahead, with wind lifting from beneath the feet.
Wang Anfeng's speed had already reached its current limit.
Like a stream of light headed towards Heaven Capital City, rushing torrents collided and reverberated, forming pure white air waves, leaving in the sky roars and growls not inferior to thunder.
At such a speed, it would take at most one hour to hurry from Wangxian County to Heaven Capital City, yet Wang Anfeng still felt it wasn't enough. Inner strength raced ever faster through his meridians, constantly increasing his speed, until even with the Vajra Physique, he felt a pain akin to being torn apart.
Finally, behind him, appeared the afterimages akin to those of his Third Master.
The azure sky suddenly rose with a low, continuous sound, like rolling thunder.
