Summoning a world-destroying storm through one man's power alone-such was the might of a soul master. Even though the storm Nangong Ao summoned was nowhere near as terrifying as a true storm, it was still a catastrophe for soul masters.
Yet as Nangong Ao watched the enormous Golden Coffin spinning within the storm, his expression turned hideous. Still, he did not stop using his soul skill. The storm kept swirling, sweeping more and more trees, earth, and stones into the sky to batter the Golden Coffin, whose glow grew increasingly dim.
What Nangong Ao failed to notice was that the Golden Coffin was spinning faster and faster.
The next moment, the storm accelerated the Golden Coffin to its limit. A force surged from within it, and the Bronze Coffin shot straight out, borrowing the storm's power to reach an incredible speed.
"Trying to escape? In your dreams!" Nangong Ao flew into a rage. Even after things had reached this point, the brat had still found an opportunity to flee. If he escaped, then with his talent, in just a few years... Nangong Ao had committed every evil imaginable, yet not only had he survived unscathed, he had even become the lord of Nandou City. He owed that to his ruthlessness, and he would never settle for letting Jiang Hai go. Without the slightest hesitation, he pursued in the direction where the Golden Coffin had vanished.
Under Wind God Possession, Nangong Ao's speed reached its limit. But the Golden Coffin had also flown a great distance with the storm's help.
Jiang Hai staggered out of his martial soul, his face deathly pale. Without another word, he took out a flying vehicle and fled straight north.
This flying vehicle was specially made, with enormous tires that allowed it to travel swiftly through