A young man who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen!
How could he be so powerful?!
He had actually managed to intimidate Chief Zuo?
Fu Tianchou's gaze was as sharp as a torch, and he saw it clearly.
The expression and look Chief Zuo gave Ding Ling plainly contained three parts awe and seven parts admiration. Clearly, the two had fought before, and Chief Zuo had lost!
"May I ask which eminent master Great Hero Ding studied under? Where is your home?"
"My studies are rather eclectic. It would take a while to explain."
Ding Ling smiled.
"This isn't a place for idle chatter. Why don't you come out of the palace with me first, Senior?"
"Apologies."
Fu Tianchou smiled awkwardly. "I was confused for a moment. Let's go out first."
Ding Ling stepped forward and seized Fu Tianchou by the arm, then said to Chief Zuo:
"Chief Zuo, please keep close behind me."
"All right."
Chief Zuo pointed at the other guards at the entrance to the Heavenly Prison. They stood rigidly in place, unable to move:
"What about these people?"
"When the time is up, they'll be able to move freely again. Chief Zuo, there's no need to worry."
As soon as Ding Ling finished speaking, he was already dragging Fu Tianchou forward and floating away like a gust of wind.
Chief Zuo hurriedly circulated his qinggong and followed closely behind.
However, even after exerting himself to the utmost, he still couldn't catch up with Ding Ling, always maintaining a distance that was neither near nor far.
Especially when he saw the countless Imperial Bodyguards and soldiers along the way who had been immobilized and left standing rigidly in place, he was even more deeply shaken.
Ding Ling had passed through the entire route silently and without