Chu Feng and the two oxen ran at full speed, breaking through the sound barrier with a huge explosion. Escape was the only thing on their minds; they couldn’t care about anything else.
They plowed through everything in their way, splintering ancient trees and sending stones flying in every direction.
Finally, they reached the bottom of the mountain.
The people there were all shocked as they gazed at Mount Longhu.
The whole mountain was glowing luminously like a glazed porcelain—every blade of grass and every little rock had turned extremely brilliant—the whole mountain was enshrouded in a misty haze.
The colossal dragon and tiger lingered around the summit emitting bestial roars which shook the very soul.
Pfft!
Chu Feng coughed up blood once again. They had finally escaped the immediate danger. The energy of the mountain nearly caused them to explode.
