Su Shi'er's gaze swept swiftly over the crowd from the corner of his eye. Seeing that several familiar figures had also chosen to leave, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately refocused his attention on Zhu Hanwei.
Without any needless words, he merely signaled with his eyes for the other man to make the next move.
Zhu Hanwei had long intended to leave. Sensing Su Shi'er's gaze,
he waved his hand, and a streak of light flew from his sleeve.
The instant it appeared, the streak of light swelled against the wind.
In the blink of an eye, a small shuttle over a zhang tall appeared between them.
The shuttle had a peculiar shape. It looked like three nested rings, each slowly rotating in a different direction.
As the three rings rotated, they formed an empty space within that could hold two or three people.
Within that space, a Taiji Eight Trigrams pattern faintly flowed, giving off an extraordinary aura.
Though this Starry Sky Shuttle was small, that alone was enough to show how exceptional it was.
Compared with the shuttle Ye Qingxue had used to take Su Shi'er to Heavenly Capital on Azure Star years ago, this one was clearly countless times stronger.
Once the shuttle appeared, Zhu Hanwei's hands flashed through a series of seals, sending streams of incantations flying from his fingertips.
The constantly spinning shuttle immediately halted, revealing the Taiji Eight Trigrams Formation Disk within.
Zhu Hanwei stepped forward, leaving his position in the formation. In an instant, his figure crossed a thousand zhang and headed straight for the shuttle's formation disk.
Su Shi'er's Immortal Body reacted no slower, shooting forward at the same time.
The two were practically neck and neck, landing on the formation disk simultaneously.
The moment they landed, Zhu Hanwei