Worry
The Ghost Corpse Race's methods were very simple—and fiercely overbearing.
Several Ghost Corpse Emperors moved at once. One grabbed Gui Yang, another grabbed him, another...
In short, one person carried one person.
Then—
Everyone shot into the sky together.
Without the protection of cultivation, the fierce wind was so terrifying that Qin Shaofeng could not even open his eyes, much less know how far they had flown or where they had arrived.
In any case, more than half a day passed.
Only then did Gui Yan appear in their midst.
When she said there was no need to hurry anymore, Qin Shaofeng and the other two finally heaved sighs of relief.
The moment he opened his eyes—
Qin Shaofeng saw Gui Yang, who was clearly having just as much trouble adjusting, staring blankly at him.
"Little sister, what happened just now? Why were you suddenly in such a rush?" Gui Yang asked.
"I sensed the aura of a Space Tunnel."
Gui Yan wore the same lingering look of fear as she explained, "Perhaps because I have completely become a Ghost Mark—and an extraordinarily rare intelligent Ghost Mark at that—I can clearly sense any change in the aura between heaven and earth."
"There was a problem with that tunnel?"
Gui Yang pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "That still doesn't seem right. I remember that after we rushed out of the tunnel, it vanished directly."
"You're not a Heaven and Earth Envoy. What use is anything you remember?"
Gui Yan truly had not the slightest awareness of being a younger sister when dealing with her elder brother. The moment she opened her mouth, she lashed out at him.
And her words left even Qin Shaofeng utterly speechless.
She really was one of a kind.
After hearing her words,