Qin Feng ignored the stunned gazes around him, took a deep breath, and looked back toward the northwestern sky. Up in the sky, a dark cloud was quietly drifting, and outsiders had no idea that on that cloud there were two other Holy Lands.
"Fine, since none of you are coming out, I can only grab you for a chat." Qin Feng muttered to himself, then rushed over to the unconscious Dou Lan.
"Kid, I'll take your life!" Just as Qin Feng was about to move, an angry roar suddenly came from the sky, then a ferocious force that tore through space swept in from behind him.
All at once, Qin Feng's face sank.
"Haha, I finally couldn't hold back!" A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, but Qin Feng did not resist. Silver light flickered in his palm, a faint tearing-through-the-air sound rang out, and Qin Feng's figure quietly turned illusory.
"A sneer!"
