"Marquis Nightveil was actually that fast?"
Two figures raced through the void. In front was Marquis Nightveil, Demonic Qi rippling around him; behind him came Qin Hao, gripping the Lingxiao Divine Sword.
Qin Hao was surprised too.
Marquis Nightveil moved incredibly fast. Even though Qin Hao had mastered the second level of "Near at Hand, Far Away," Cross Ten Thousand Miles, he was still nowhere near as fast.
In a single instant, Marquis Nightveil could cover hundreds of thousands of meters, while Qin Hao could manage only a little over a hundred thousand even at full speed!
The gap between them kept widening.
Though my combat strength rivals a Marquis-Rank Creation's—even surpasses many of them—my defense and speed are a little lacking.
Qin Hao shook his head inwardly. In truth, his defense and speed were already formidable compared with Creations of the same rank.
Other Ordinary Creations, even seasoned ones at the peak, could cover only tens of thousands of meters in an instant. Qin Hao could already cover more than a hundred thousand.
That speed was enough to match some weaker Marquis-Rank Creations.
Marquis Nightveil was among the best of his rank, making Qin Hao seem slow by comparison.
But...
So what if he's fast?
A cold smile touched Qin Hao's lips.
Being unable to catch him did not mean Qin Hao was out of options.
"Spirit-Shaking Art!"
"Spirit-Shaking Soul Annihilation!"
An eerie blue light flickered in Qin Hao's eyes. The Martial Soul in his Consciousness Sea began to tremble wildly, and his Divine Soul seemed to become a Treasure Sword, shooting toward Marquis Nightveil, who was already a full million meters ahead.
Up ahead.
He really is an Ordinary Creation. He isn't even half as fast as me!
Anger and delight warred within Marquis Nightveil. When Qin Hao