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Luo Bei streaked through the air toward Tianyi Dao in Gunzhou with violent speed.
Thanks to the Jing Nian Tong Ming Jue and the Eternal Life Sutra of Delusion, even without using any magic treasure, Luo Bei could conceal his aura so thoroughly that he could approach within dozens of zhang of an ordinary cultivator without being detected. Yet at this moment, he made no attempt to hide his aura or suppress the surges of magic power around him. He drove his true essence to its utmost limit and raced toward Tianyi Dao as fast as he could.
A black, diamond-shaped gleam shone on his forehead. His face was as cold as water, but an indescribable wicked flame flickered in his eyes. The gleam on his forehead was Poison Dragon Venerable's magic treasure, capable of transforming into a great black sedan chair. He had even brought out this treasure now. With its enhancement, even Tong Bugu and Nalan Ruoxue could barely keep up with his flight, and together with the people of Cihang Zhai, they fell far behind.
Violent waves of magic power churned the clouds around him. As Luo Bei flew, it was as though he dragged along a mass of thick, roiling black clouds. Even from hundreds of zhang away, one could feel the icy majesty of his presence.
Only this way could he reach Tianyi Dao as quickly as possible.
There was another reason Luo Bei did not restrain the aura and magic power fluctuations emanating from his body. He thought that Qi Lianlian's ultimate target was himself. If Qi Lianlian had discovered his arrival early, perhaps he would deal with Luo Bei first instead of going after Old Zhao Nan.
It took less than three hours to enter Gunzhou from Beiman. Such speed, such unceasing