Within the murky depths of the forest, Fang Lin held onto the Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng in one hand and sprinted furiously, his face intense.
Gu Hanshan and a woman in a green dress were in relentless pursuit, especially Gu Hanshan. His flesh and blood chains that grew from his back assaulted Fang Lin again and again, leaving behind a few bloody wounds on the latter.
"Kid, I'm afraid this time this old man will die with you in this damned place. How tragic! I'm still so young. I don't want to die!" the Thousand-year Corpse Ginseng wailed, its noise agitating Fang Lin.
"Shut up!" Fang Lin yelled, and the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng instantly went silent.
Fang Lin glanced back, clenched his teeth, and gained even more speed, as if a strong wind was gusting around him.
Gu Hanshan and the woman in green were both taken aback that Fang Lin could further increase his speed.
