"Who goes there!"
Han You flew into a rage, harnessed all his Demon Essence, and fiercely struck forward with his palm.
Ling Feng's eyelid twitched, his figure twisted sharply in mid-air, and he soared skyward immediately. Han You's power was indeed terrifying to the extreme; even though Ling Feng dodged the strike, the Vigorous Wind from that palm slash made his cheek sting painfully.
"The treasure belongs to the capable!"
Ling Feng deliberately lowered his voice as he moved closer to Shen Xiao, still clutching a Blood Pearl in his hand.
Shen Xiao had not expected this sudden turn of events, and after glancing at Ling Feng, he heard a divine voice transmission by his ear, "Brother Shen, do you still remember the Drunken Immortal Brew?"
"Hmm?"
Shen Xiao's eyelids twitched, staring incredulously at Ling Feng. He clearly did not expect that with Ling Feng's level of cultivation, he could have made it all the way here.
