After packing up a few things, Li Fan returned to Huo Hai's side. There really was not much—only a few items of sentimental value. Li Fan's own toys had long since been buried underground.
"Master, let's go." Li Fan took one final look back at his home. He would probably never be able to return again. As for who might occupy this house in the future, he did not know. Resources here were far too scarce; any unoccupied house would soon be taken over by others. That was the way of survival here. No one blamed anyone else for it.
Huo Hai nodded. With a thought, spirit energy entwined around Li Fan, and the two swiftly flew into the sky. Everything below turned into streaks of light, flowing rapidly beneath their feet. Li Fan had never experienced such speed before.
So people really could fly—and fly this fast. The shock of it dulled much of Li Fan's sorrow at leaving home. In only a moment, the little village had vanished from sight, and they had even left the vicinity of Bewildering Valley far behind.
"Let's go. We need to pick up the pace now." With another thought from Huo Hai, the Six-Wing Formation Butterfly appeared at his side. At Huo Hai's command, its wings vibrated rapidly. A massive Spirit Formation immediately appeared beneath Huo Hai's feet in midair. Upon closer inspection, it was a Teleportation Spirit Formation.
The next instant, as light flashed, Huo Hai and Li Fan vanished. When they reappeared, they had no idea how far they had traveled from their original location. Releasing his senses, Huo Hai quickly found a city and flew inside.
Huo Hai did not dare casually enter those large cities. That would be courting death. Who knew how many people were searching for