A thousand meters behind Yan Zijun, Duanmu Jie and Luan Bing stood where they were, panting lightly as they steadied themselves.
A thousand meters!
Outside this place, they could have covered that distance in less than the blink of an eye.
Those two are actually this close to me.
Yan Zijun felt the pressure.
The Amber Crystal Man had said that the first person to reach the end of the Flame River would have a chance to obtain the Ancestral God Inheritance of Ancestral God Lingchang. Naturally, Yan Zijun wanted to be the first.
Several thousand meters behind Duanmu Jie and Luan Bing were two Half-Step True Gods, one old and one young. Neither had a weak aura, but compared to Duanmu Jie and Luan Bing, they were in far worse shape.
Despair and unwillingness showed on both their faces.
Yan Zijun sneered. He merely glanced at them before dismissing them, not taking either seriously at all. As for those behind them...
"Qin Hao!"
"And Yun Chang!"
Yan Zijun looked behind him, and fury immediately spread across his face. He had noticed Qin Hao earlier, but had thought nothing of him then. In his eyes, even if Qin Hao possessed extraordinary strength, he certainly could not compare to him.
But now...
Why does this fellow look so at ease? Could the Flame River's pressure have no effect on him? Yan Zijun was bewildered and uncertain. Duanmu Jie and Luan Bing were both panting and needed to steady themselves, yet Qin Hao advanced steadily. Though he did not move quickly, he never stopped.
More importantly...
Qin Hao looked relaxed, and delight even appeared on his face from time to time. To Yan Zijun, this was simply inconceivable.
What exactly is going on? Does he have some other means at his disposal?