Brother Ji and his group took flight, moving at astonishing speed.
"Brother Ji, can that kid keep up?" one of them asked.
At the very front, Brother Ji gave a faint smile. "Whether he can keep up depends on his own ability."
Three pieces of Desolate Bone and they thought they could buy him off? That was far too cheap. Brother Ji had never intended to do the job properly in the first place. Wouldn't it be enough to shake the kid off directly?
"Whoosh..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Ji deliberately accelerated, and the other two hurried to keep up.
"Hmm?"
Luo Zheng had been following behind at an unhurried, steady pace.
When he saw the people ahead suddenly speed up, the corners of his lips lifted slightly. Naturally, he accelerated as well.
Brother Ji cast a casual glance back at Luo Zheng, a trace of surprise appearing in his eyes.
That kid was still firmly following more than ten zhang behind him, without falling behind at all.
"Brother Ji, that guy isn't slow..."
"Judging by him, he seems to be a newly initiated Desolate God?"
"I think he has True God cultivation, and it's not weak either. Strange."
The two muttered among themselves.
Brother Ji chuckled, then said, "Who cares what he is? You two, keep up!"
With that, the Desolate God Power within Brother Ji flashed into action, and his aura grew stronger. With a sharp whoosh, he transformed into a streak of dazzling light and shot forward at an even greater speed.
The two behind him exchanged a glance. They could only rouse their own Desolate God Power. Even if they wanted to keep up with Brother Ji, they had no choice but to go all out.
Luo Zheng watched this scene with an