Swoosh! Swoosh!
Leaving Big Market City, Yang Wanyi and 'Luo Feng' utilized their Qinggong, moving steadily through the vast wilderness.
Han Xuan, dressed in black, ran beside Yang Wanyi, subtly glancing back.
Under the faint moonlight, the massive light screen connecting heaven and earth from Big Market City had shrunk to a fingertip-sized speck. The undulating hills seemed like giants standing on the earth, filled with desolate and cold aura, with not a soul in sight.
"Yang Wanyi, your perception is better than mine. Have they caught up?" Han Xuan asked in a low voice.
Yang Wanyi gently nodded, a cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. "After leaving Big Market City, they've stopped disguising their tracks. There's a presence of nearly ten people nearby."
"Haha, it seems Zhouyan is determined to pursue us this time."
Han Xuan laughed softly, his laughter filled with a murderous intent.
