"Wait for me... wait for me!"
Mo Xuanzi chased after Qin Jun and the others with all his might. Covered in blood, he looked utterly miserable, as if the life might drain from him at any moment.
Qin Jun slowed down. Although Mo Xuanzi was a chatterbox, he was not particularly scheming and had not played any tricks along the way. Qin Jun had a fairly good impression of him and did not mind taking him along.
"Why have all the restrictions along the way disappeared?"
Fuxi voiced his surprise, bringing the others back to their senses.
They had flown dozens of miles without encountering a single restriction. The restriction formations that had previously appeared one after another seemed to have all vanished.
Qin Jun's expression shifted, as though he had guessed something. The others also wore strange expressions.
Could it be that the wild man calling himself Dao of Death could control the Prison of Fate?
He had told Qin Jun and the others to leave, and not a single restriction had blocked them along the way. That was definitely no coincidence.
"Your Majesty truly possesses profound fortune. With such an expert aiding you, your path ahead will become even smoother."
Fuxi sighed. Someone who could easily defeat Qiang Liang was undoubtedly among the greatest figures in the universe.
Moreover, Dao of Death had not said he would only help Qin Jun once. He had even wanted to take Qin Jun as his son, which undoubtedly revealed his intentions.
Fairy Nan Su looked at Qin Jun with mixed emotions. With Dao of Death supporting him, anyone in the Three Thousand Great Worlds who dared harm Qin Jun would simply be courting death.
Mo Xuanzi, having caught up with the group, panted as he stared at Qin Jun, his eyes