At this moment, no one was in the mood to see who exactly that figure that had shot into the skies was.
Escape was more important.
The wooden bridge was collapsing, and everyone was fleeing for their lives, heading towards two different directions.
However, many people couldn't run faster than the wooden bridge was collapsing, and they screamed in pain as they fell into the bottomless abyss along with the broken pieces of the wooden bridge.
"Gagaga!" In the skies, the figure that had broken the wooden bridge let out a strange laugh, as if he was enjoying this scene.
Ling Han increased the speed of his steps. At present, everyone was running back, but no one was as fast as he was. He still stepped nimbly on the heads of others, and after a few leaps, he finally crossed the wooden bridge.
Only now did his heart finally relax a little.