Young Master Zhuge watched the Black Mountain Cult Leader accelerate in pursuit without even waiting for his reply. His brows furrowed slightly, and he told the two female cultivators behind him, "Xue Bing! Xue Xue! Speed up! Catch up!"
The twin sisters behind him exchanged a glance and answered in unison, "Yes, Young Master!"
With that, they patted their Storage Bags, took out a dozen or so Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and tossed them into a small furnace on the Flying Boat. As they chanted, the runes on the furnace blazed with light...
Then rune formations surged across the entire Flying Boat, and it abruptly accelerated, hurtling forward...
When the other members of the Black Mountain Cult saw their Cult Leader pursue first and Young Master Zhuge's Flying Boat immediately accelerate as well, envy appeared on their faces. They sped up and followed.
The Zhuge Family truly deserved its place among Great Feng's super lineages. Even a direct-line young master in the Foundation Establishment Realm had enough Spirit Stones to travel by Flying Boat. It was enough to make anyone green with envy.
That Flying Boat burned Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. Only a young master from such a great lineage could afford to use it.
The group exchanged glances and sped toward the mountain ahead...
Elsewhere.
A dozen or so miles from the cliff with the enormous tree.
Boom!
A breathtaking, suffocating rumble of Lightning Light shook the air. A Sword-Ray wreathed in purple-gold lightning pierced the body of the last Three-Eyed Vermilion Sparrow, and arcs of purple-gold electricity coiled around the Demon Beast.
The Three-Eyed Vermilion Sparrow's eyes filled with fear and defiance as it fell from the sky...
Ye Han pointed a finger, and a Millennium Ironwood Sword flew out through the Three-Eyed Vermilion Sparrow's wound and returned to him.