Fang Hao steered the silver light shuttle, speeding along towards Heavenly Capital in the Central Province.
Seeing the destination drawing closer, the map showed that in another three or five days, he would be able to see the tall and majestic walls of Heavenly Capital.
He was in a good mood, thinking while flying about how he should inquire about Mu Fenghua upon arriving in Heavenly Capital—should he find a place to hide and observe first, or just take the transmission stone and pay a visit directly?
Just as he was happily calculating, suddenly, the silver light shuttle shook violently, as if it had hit an invisible wall, and its speed plummeted!
The body of the shuttle emitted a "creaking" sound, and spiritual light flashed erratically!
"Not good! An ambush!" Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he realized it instantly!
