Qin Feng rode on the back of the Spiritual Vulture, dashing through the air like lightning, heedless of the dangers here, quickly passing through Chaotic Sky Valley and flying towards the depths of the Ancient Battlefield.
Along the way, he encountered some Cultivators who had come here to search for treasures, most of whom were Loose Cultivators with no Sect affiliation.
Those Cultivators looked at Qin Feng's figure in astonishment, somewhat dazed, wondering how there were still people who were so reckless these days. Could he truly dare to fly at such speeds in the Ancient Battlefield, without fearing being directly devoured by a Void Crack?
Before those Cultivators could finish their musings, they heard the sounds of whooshing Sword Qi tearing through the void behind them. Then, they saw several Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivators also speeding by at an extremely fast pace, chasing after the young man on the large bird.
"Big brother,"
