Yan Yi was leading people on a pursuit, but they were always about ten miles away from that Aurora.
Gradually, he began to feel something was wrong.
First, this light was fast, but it didn't have that elusive feeling as before. Han Yu's body technique was like leaping ten miles, a ghostly presence without a trace.
Second, it still felt like something was missing.
But the aura was undoubtedly Han Yu's.
Most importantly, the rules do not lie; he had personally tested it, and it was indeed the rule of plundering.
With this doubt in mind, he could only keep leading his men in pursuit.
And the "Han Yu" ahead was constantly getting into arguments at the moment.
"Can you go any faster?"
"It's about to explode. Mo Xiuwen's craftsmanship is still not up to par."
"Weren't you part of it too, and now you tell me it's not okay?"
The Artifact Spirit suddenly popped out from "Han Yu's" arms, angrily speaking.
