Racing Madly Onward

"This guy's slippery as an eel. Be careful he doesn't pull some trick. I'll follow him first—boom..." The moment Mad Bull Two saw the Thieving Taoist move, he immediately chased after him. Only afterward did he use Immortal Soul Power to inform Ren Jie, reminding him not to let down his guard.

Ren Jie could not help laughing when he heard that. Mad Bull Two truly had the Thieving Taoist in his sights. That was not bad either. With that thought, Ren Jie swiftly followed. Both men were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were already several thousand li away.

What he wanted now was to see how they could accelerate their journey to the utmost and reach the Eastern Region as quickly as possible.

"You old fox! I knew you wouldn't obey honestly! You call this your fastest speed? Do you think Second Master doesn't know? During the battle, you were faster than this. I think you're just begging for a beating! Bang..." The Thieving Taoist had been traveling at full speed, using the normal speed of a peak Celestial Immortal, when Mad Bull Two rushed up from behind and punched him so hard that he nearly fell from ten thousand zhang in the air. He plummeted more than a thousand zhang before regaining control.

The pain made him bare his teeth. Toward Mad Bull Two, he was truly furious—and utterly helpless.

"This is already my fastest speed. Flying over long distances normally can't be compared to instantaneous acceleration in battle," the Thieving Taoist said, feeling like a scholar meeting a soldier—reason was impossible to explain.

"Bullshit! Didn't you hear the Ren Family Head? He told you to fly at your fastest speed. Did he ask you to think about anything else? Did he ask