The black aura was gradually beginning to dissipate, starting with Jun Wu Xie's head and moving to the rest of her body. She could see that it was being replaced with a golden glow….
Fei Yan suddenly felt a strong force near him as he was running.
It was not unfamiliar to him, he had already felt it previously at the palace.
The proximity of this force seemed to indicate the fall of Qiao Chu and the rest. Fei Yan's heart was so painful that he could hardly breathe, but he did not dare to stop running.
He had been holding back tears for a while but could not hold them back any longer. As he continued running, the wind wicked the tears from his face, lost forever.
Faster, even faster!
Fei Yan berated himself for not being strong enough to bring Jun Wu Xie further away faster!
He could not see it but he could feel the oppressiveness of the force and no matter how fast he ran, he could not increase the distance between himself and the force.
