Qin Ming attached himself to the broken cloth and traversed across the sky.
Due to the high speed, Old Bu flapped loudly, instantly shattering the night fog along the way.
This was a drawback; Old Bu was a tangible object, and when breaking through the air at high speed, it sounded like thunder.
"Hmm?" Lu Zheng looked up, raised a finger, and a blood aura emitted by the Extreme Golden Body mingled with sword light, shooting skyward with astonishing lethality.
With this action, a Grandmaster beside him punched towards the sky.
Qin Ming knew that in his haste to travel, he made too much commotion. Although he was in stealth mode, the surging airflow caused a tremendous noise.
Moreover, the Pure Yang Consciousness of that Grandmaster emerged from his body, ascended into the air, and attacked him.
"It's me!" Qin Ming said in a low voice. Instantly, he fell silent again, slowing down his pace, and the airflow no longer surged violently—he disappeared once more.
