They saw Zheng Xiu falling limply, then pulled by Shen Hanyue by the hair, swinging like a ragged bag in her hand.
Their eyes were tearing and they roared, chasing fiercely.
But Shen Hanyue had mastered the Nine Transitions, and when she urged the Spirit Shuttle, her speed was faster than theirs.
Even those with better Qinggong or controlling to accelerate spiritual artifacts couldn't catch up.
The distance from Shen Hanyue grew further and further, as they watched her take Zheng Xiu away, turning into a small black dot, finally disappearing into the void.
"Ah—!"
The roar shook the void.
"Who is she?!"
"She should be a disciple of the Profound Yin Palace!"
"Definitely a disciple of the Profound Yin Palace!"
"Profound Yin Palace! Again it's the Profound Yin Palace!"
"This Profound Yin Palace must not be left undestroyed!"
...
Shen Hanyue could no longer hear their discussions, and knowing they were cursing her, she didn't care.
She took a glance at Zheng Xiu in her hand.
