The stunning woman narrowed her eyes slightly, silently watching the direction in which Yang Yan had left for a long while, then the corner of her mouth suddenly hooked into a strange smile.
"Yang Yan, huh? An interesting man. We'll meet again. When that time comes, don't you dare run away!"
Crack!
A golden bolt of lightning fell from the clouds, the Void was torn open, and the woman vanished from this space; this stretch of space sank back into silence once more.
Only that Gate of Space still stood there quietly, but it had already lost its guardian…
In a patch of forest less than a few hundred li from the Ancient Abyss Sect's mountain gate, Yang Yan and the Void-Devouring Tiger rather wretchedly emerged from the Void and arrived here.
Because the situation just now had been far too urgent, even though they had darted into the Space Passage, that warm current of power still affected the Void-Devouring Tiger's Space Technique to a great extent.
