Just after the heavenly lightning finished striking, a figure suddenly flew out of the cave abode, which had originally been no bigger than Yao Lao's face.
The Bone Flame Ring swiftly flew back onto Xiao Yan's hand, and cold white Dou Qi immediately began spreading over his entire body.
"Little Yanzi, I sensed a powerful force approaching. It might be a Dou Huang expert. I'll take over your body for now. We'll talk once we're out of Tagor."
Hearing Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan offered no resistance and let him take control of his body.
Yao Lao clenched his fists. A pair of pale wings appeared on his back, and he shot into the sky, grabbing Han Chen, who was still in midair, and racing toward the horizon.
Caught off guard, Han Chen staggered from the sudden pull. He looked at Xiao Yan as they hurtled through the air and asked,
"Senior, what's wrong?"
"A Dou Emperor is approaching, and she's fast. She should be the Snake-People Tribe's Dou Emperor. I can't maintain this state for long. If we don't hurry and escape, we'll be finished once we fall into her hands."
Han Chen's expression changed at that. The Snake-People Tribe's Dou Emperor could only be Queen Medusa.
The thought of that vicious old woman sent a shiver through him. He hurriedly pulled a large pile of restorative items from the trash and began healing his injuries.
"You brat, don't you have far too many pills? Are you a wholesaler or something?"
Still flying, Yao Lao saw Han Cheng pouring bottle after bottle of pills into his mouth and was immediately stunned.
Even an Alchemist would not dare take pills like that. Putting aside whether they could digest them, the pill toxins alone were more than an ordinary person could