Ruan Chen flew through the air at full speed.
His Natal Magical Artifact was a Flying Shuttle. It already possessed a Space-Type Mystical Power and excelled at flight, while he was even more skilled at controlling flight-type artifacts.
At that moment, the Flying Shuttle was beneath his feet, making him look as though he were flying on a sword.
If he had not been trying to avoid leaving traces and being tracked, Ruan Chen's speed could have been several times faster.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Muffled thunder continued to roll from behind him. Ruan Chen knew that it was the sound of Li Fei and Wu Che fighting.
Even from several thousand meters away, Ruan Chen could still feel the surging gales as the surrounding clouds were repeatedly torn apart.
He was secretly horrified and only wanted to get farther away as quickly as possible.
He knew that Wu Che had stayed behind to fight Li Fei precisely to buy him time and prevent Li Fei from coming after him.
"You, you were doing perfectly well as a member of the Rectification Law Pavilion. How did you end up joining those bald monks?"
A lazy voice suddenly drifted over.
Ruan Chen's heart jolted. Before he could react, the world before his eyes suddenly changed—
The blue sky and white clouds became green mountains and clear waters. A misty drizzle fell from the heavens, and a cool breeze brushed his face.
It was such a pleasant scene, yet Ruan Chen was drenched in sweat.
The Natal Magical Artifact beneath his feet trembled continuously on the grass, but it could no longer fly. All its mystical powers had been suppressed, leaving him unable to use them.
How could Ruan Chen not know that this was the formation of a Top Real Person?
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