Boom!
A dull roar echoed from the front.
Soon followed by a strong tremor that rippled like a wave, shaking the ground beneath his feet, the surrounding trees rustling violently.
A meteorite had landed.
Ye Ming's speed increased by another notch, shooting towards the direction where the dust was rising like an arrow off a bowstring.
He had to get a jump on players or monsters drawn by the commotion.
The meteorite that fell from the void might contain space materials or world fragments.
Either way, their value far exceeded that of ordinary jungle beasts.
If he could get his hands on it first, he might make a fortune.
Ye Ming's gaze became sharper, his speed reaching its peak, his figure forming a blurred shadow in the forest.
The scenery around him flashed by swiftly.
Fortune favors the bold; this unexpected windfall from the heavens was something he was determined to claim.
