At this moment, Little Black was already close. Feng Qi hesitated no longer.
He immediately turned to Lin Ran and said:
"There's no time to explain. Get me out of here first. Little Black is coming!"
Lin Ran looked confused when he heard that.
"Brother Qi, who's Little Black?"
"The thing behind us. Get me out of here first!"
After glancing at the Black Mist drifting over from afar, Lin Ran stepped forward and came behind him.
"I'll give it a try!"
Seeing Lin Ran's eager expression, Feng Qi felt a cold sweat run down his back.
Try against Little Black? Trying meant dying.
Thinking this, he said with a serious expression:
"Don't get cocky. This thing isn't something you can kill. Besides, you've only just taken control of the Mist Lord's body, so you definitely can't fully adapt to it yet. Get me out of here first. If it catches us, getting away will be difficult."
"Alright!"
Seemingly realizing how terrifying Little Black was, Lin Ran did not get cocky this time and immediately agreed.
As he spoke, his body twisted into a condensed mass of gray mist. It floated beneath Feng Qi's feet, lifted him up, and carried him into the sky.
"Which way?"
"East!"
"Got it!" Lin Ran abruptly accelerated and flew toward the abandoned city.
The fierce wind howled past his ears. Riding clouds through the air and looking down upon the land was an incredibly strange feeling.
But Feng Qi had no mood to think about that. He turned to look at Little Black, which was rapidly pursuing them.
In a previous dreamline, the Mist Lord had known it was no match for Little Black and chosen to flee. Yet Little Black had not pursued it.
But this time was completely different.
Little Black had