Nanzhou suburbs.
In the dense forest, Marian and Li Chengjiu clumsily clutched the Flying Yi, fleeing toward a distant point.
The Flying Yi dragged the two of them, moving up and down, left and right, occasionally spinning at high speed like a roller coaster.
Li Chengjiu was okay, after all, he was a military Feiyi Master, trained for such situations.
Marian was different; she was only a half-baked user who had borrowed a Flying Yi temporarily. After spinning 720 degrees four times in a row, she ultimately couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited profusely.
With no backup, over ten aircraft relentlessly pursued them from behind.
Desperation slowly took over both of their consciousnesses.
Neither Marian nor Li Chengjiu could understand why the organization had suddenly abandoned them, why the promised backup had vanished without a trace.
In the pursuing aircraft.