Whoosh!
Across the somewhat desolate sky, three streaks of flowing light swept through the heavens at tremendous speed.
They were astonishingly fast, crossing tens of thousands of feet in the blink of an eye. Yet as they passed, they made no sound at all, not even stirring a trace of wind. Even the keenly perceptive exotic beasts below were not disturbed.
This was naturally the result of the three deliberately concealing themselves, erasing all spiritual energy fluctuations and air currents produced by their flight.
After all, in the peril-ridden Dragon-Phoenix Haven, any unnecessary disturbance could draw swarms of exotic beasts to hunt them down. The three had long understood this after traveling through the place.
Though the three streaks of flowing light appeared to fly casually, they actually maintained an extremely coordinated formation at all times.
Lin Ming led the way, his Emperor Realm Soul constantly sweeping the area dozens of miles ahead like an invisible radar. Nothing escaped his perception. Zi Yan and Long Qingyue trailed half a step behind him, one on each side, likewise suppressing their spiritual energy fluctuations to the lowest possible level.
Suddenly, Lin Ming halted and lightly pressed his right hand downward. The three streaks of flowing light stopped at once, then flashed downward, landing silently atop a lonely peak below like three weightless fallen leaves.
Though the mountain peak was not tall, its location was well concealed. Its jagged boulders and dense ancient trees formed a natural cover.
The three quickly concealed themselves amid the rugged rocks and thick ancient trees, blending into the surrounding mountain rock.
Not long after they hid themselves, an intense sensation of the earth shaking and mountains trembling suddenly came from the space ahead.
Space shook violently like a lake struck by a giant stone. Rings of ripples