"He's dead! Senior Brother Li Feng is dead, and Senior Brother Yang Zhu is dead too!"
Boundless terror filled Chen Hai's heart. He wished his parents had given him two extra legs as he ran for his life with every ounce of strength he had.
Outside Wuyi City, warriors had already gathered in ring upon ring. Even the city's guards were utterly horrified.
"A prodigy! This boy is an absolute prodigy!"
"He killed two true martial third layer experts with his own power!"
"Who exactly is he? What faction does he come from, to be such a prodigy?"
Everyone was terrified.
Word had long since spread that Qin Hao carried a considerable number of low-grade spirit stones, but now, no one dared set their sights on him.
What a joke. Treasures were all well and good, but you had to survive to claim them.
"Chirp, chirp."
On Qin Hao's shoulder, the Cloudwing Beast gave two lazy chirps, reminding him that one had escaped.
"He won't get away."
Qin Hao beckoned, and the Storage Rings belonging to Yang Zhu, Li Feng, and the other dead warriors all flew over.
Qin Hao put them into his Storage Spirit Ring, then flashed forward, using Nine Transformations of the Profound Dragon to race straight after Chen Hai.
Qin Hao did not pursue the others who had initially attacked him, but Chen Hai had summoned Yang Zhu and Li Feng to deal with him.
Had his strength been lacking, he would probably already be dead.
Moreover, only Chen Hai knew that he possessed a True Dragon Scale.
"Damn it, he's catching up!"
"Faster! I have to go faster! I absolutely can't let him catch me!"
Across the empty plain, Chen Hai sprinted madly, driving the true qi within him to its limit, leaving a