The chariot raced swiftly through the sky, mountains, land, and rivers swiftly passed by.
In just a few hours, it had already traversed tens of thousands of miles of terrain.
Suddenly, the land beneath the chariot shook, and beams of green light soared into the sky.
Encircling the chariot in their midst.
Liang Hui's brow furrowed slightly, knowing such a formation could not be set up in a short amount of time.
Someone had detected the direction in which the two of them were traveling and laid out a grand formation in advance.
His thoughts shifted; he turned his gaze towards the graceful figure sitting cross-legged on the chariot.
At that very moment, Qing Yi also opened her eyes.
"Check carefully if there is any mark left inside your body," he said.
"Okay."
The woman's face also carried a serious expression, clearly having thought of the same possibility.
