Feng Yin only felt a whistling sound beneath him, almost reaching the level of a sonic boom.
How could he not know that the person now holding him had accelerated to such an extent?
It was very likely that he was traveling at full force, perhaps even surpassing his limits.
Yet, even under such extreme high-speed travel, he still shielded Feng Yin with spiritual power, ensuring not even the slightest wind pressure was felt.
Feng Yin's heart grew increasingly confident and tranquil.
These people really wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
However, their method of abduction was somewhat crude.
Up in the high skies.
The Illusory Silkworm carried Feng Ying in pursuit all the way, with perfect coordination throughout the journey.
There were no mistakes, maintaining a parallel path without letting anyone detect their presence, truly imperceptible.
The Illusory Silkworm cared more than anyone: That was my feeder!
