Boom, boom, boom!!
The speed of these Half-Step True Immortals was terrifying. In an instant, they blasted through the Sandstorm, unleashing a burst of twisting shock waves, and had already charged an unknown distance ahead!
The two Devil Race guards exchanged a glance, and one asked, "What do we do? Should we go too?!"
The other Devil Race guard shook his head. "Several Old Ancestors are taking action personally. Do they need us?"
"We really escaped disaster this time!"
"You're telling me! They didn't give us a share of the treasures last time! Serves them right!"
"Exactly!"
Whoosh, whoosh!!!
Ye Han moved like a terrifying, breathtaking phantom, stirring up rings of fearsome wind as he pulled Cold Moon Immortal along, racing through the boundless Sandstorm...
As he ran, he sent astonishing Sword-Rays shooting ahead, making sure he did not race off in the wrong direction!!
What a pain!
Was Cold Moon Immortal truly innocent, or was she only pretending? He felt as though he had been played!
But he could not blame Cold Moon Immortal either!
After all, he had brought all of this upon himself!
If he had not entered the Holy Demon Forbidden Land and deliberately deceived Cold Moon Immortal, how would she ever have latched onto him?
More importantly, he should not have gotten greedy and accepted her things!
But Cold Moon Immortal had sounded so sincere, and he really had cultivated for ten thousand years...
Still!
Ye Han no longer regretted it!
Since he had made his decision, what was there to regret?
Perhaps there would even be tremendous benefits!!!!
Although Ye Han was moving at an astonishing speed, Cold Moon Immortal cried, "Ye Han! They're coming! They're so fast! Why don't... you go ahead? I'll hold them off!!"
Hearing this, Ye Han glanced at