The car traveled for more than ten kilometers before it could go no further.
Ahead lay a dense forest, and they needed to proceed on foot.
Five people got out of the car, carelessly abandoned it there, and then, they unfurled their bodies, speeding towards the depths of the forest at a terrifying pace.
Among the five, Li Xiaoyao's cultivation level was undoubtedly the lowest. At first, the others planned to take care of Li Xiaoyao, but they soon found that he was following them effortlessly.
"You're quite fast, little brother. May I ask what formidable movement technique you've cultivated?" Feng Xinran's eyes shone brightly as she stared at Li Xiaoyao and asked.
"Heh, my physical body is just relatively robust," Li Xiaoyao replied, not foolish enough to reveal his trump card. Facing Feng Xinran's curiosity, he answered casually.
Feng Xinran smiled slightly and did not inquire further.
...
In the forest ten miles from the ancient tomb, more than thirty people sat or stood.
