Barging through

In one go, Ling Han walked 1500 meters ahead, as easily as if he were walking on flat land. His speed finally slowed when he reached this point.

The attacks that manifested again had become increasingly frightening, and could no longer be resolved with a single punch or kick.

Shen Hao shook his head internally. He, too, could barge to this point, but he would have long since consumed Crimson Demonic Earth. Otherwise, around 150 meters would be his limit.

Xiu, xiu, xiu. A few figures dashed over, and they all looked to be young men.

"Senior Brother Shen," they first called out towards Shen Hao, and then turned to look at Ling Han, who was in the distance.

"Hehe, he's close to his limit, right?"

"And here I thought he was all that strong. In the end, he's just so-so."

"For an outsider to manage to walk to this point is already very impressive."

They talked among themselves, all revealing a strong feeling of superiority.