Four Silver Wings
編輯: Larbre Studio
Couldn't just wait to die.
Finally, Feng Han lost his patience and held his Saint Soul Territory. He focused on defense and tried to take six steps backwards.
"Since you're not attacking me, I will take my leave now."
Feng Han took out a saint decree and held it in his hand.
His holy Qi was added to the saint decree and blood Qi emitted out, surrounding his body.
With the assistance of the holy strength from the saint decree, Feng Han immediately became stronger and his speed was comparable to a saint. He was glowing in brilliant light and was about to fly away.
However, he had just flown to mid sky when a large crack opened up in the space above him.
The crack was like a gaping black mouth that appeared from nowhere.
Feng Han was prepared for it and remained very calm. He controlled the size of his body and immediately changed his direction. He managed to evade to the left before getting engulfed by the crack.