The weight of the Yang Soul was as light as nothing to Luo Zheng.
Everyone from the Li Clan and the Heavenly Palace understood that they had no choice now. Besides, they had originally been advancing in two groups side by side.
Thus, the people in back grabbed hold of those in front, linking themselves together.
With a leap, Luo Zheng arrived at the front of the group and grabbed Huo Ze and Lan Qing by the hands.
"Whoosh!"
The two of them felt as if iron shackles had clamped around their arms. Under the forceful pull, their entire Yang Souls actually floated into the air!
"Hold on tight!"
Luo Zheng gave them a warning, and the strength beneath his feet suddenly erupted.
Earlier, he had restrained his steps because he feared the wooden bridge could not bear the weight. But now that he saw even such a thick Red Giant Python could travel across the little wooden bridge, the bridge was clearly not as fragile as he had imagined.
When he stepped down, the area beneath Luo Zheng rapidly sank. The wooden bridge was like a tightly stretched bowstring, yet it stubbornly refused to break!
"Whoosh!"
As the wooden bridge directly "flicked" Luo Zheng into the air, the chain of Yang Souls he was dragging floated up as well, like kites being flown.
"So fast!"
"Where are we going?"
"We're not going to fall into the Dark Domain, are we?"
Everyone felt the world spin around them. They could not distinguish where they were at all, only hearing the constant whoosh of wind sweeping past their bodies.
"Creaaak..."
After falling from midair, Luo Zheng landed precisely on the little wooden bridge and charged forward again.
The Red Giant Python behind them had clearly not expected these fellows to possess