The Critical Speed

Numerous points of impact, both big and small, had appeared on the surface of the black walls, parts of which had even collapsed.

The scorch marks and shattered stones were indicative of what Blackstone Fort had experienced.

This was not a battle. This was a war!

At this moment, a bunch of figures appeared in the distance. Looking closer, one would see two people, one with a tall build and another a petite feminine form. Both were shrouded in flames, quickly moving forward.

Soon, the fiery figures came into view.

Qin Feng had a steely expressionless face, but he was obviously not happy, speaking in a hushed tone, "What took you so long? Any longer and you wouldn't have to even come!"

Yang Ping only felt an overwhelming murderous aura that screamed death coming from Qin Feng, and the faint scent of blood.