"Holy crap! Is this the movement speed of someone at the Great Perfection of the Celestial Dao's seven stars? It's like a rocket." Chen Tianlong couldn't help but widen his eyes, while Bing Ruxue behind him was dumbfounded.
What just happened? How could one person scare away an army of thirty thousand?
Unbeknownst to him, he was no ordinary person. Forget thirty thousand, even three hundred thousand would be useless. As long as he uses that orange Powerful Qi Shield, thousands of troops are like mere decorations; killing anyone would be as easy as slicing vegetables.
"Chen, this is as far as I can help."
Wu Shengtian sighed, glanced at the sky, and was filled with boundless longing.
Years ago, the two battled against the eight major sects, severely injuring all the sect leaders, then each went separate ways. Wu Shengtian, weary of killing, hid his identity and went into business, appearing particularly indifferent to women, especially Wu Mengting. But that was just a facade.
