Gu Sanzheng and Tan Lao were in close pursuit, while Ye Xin was hot on their trail from behind, her lips pursed all the while. The three of them had already shaken off the troops behind them in the distance. The speed of those dragon steeds could never compare to theirs.
"No wonder that bastard equipped his steed with a set of battle armor. It looks like there's something odd about it." Gu Sanzheng tilted his head to look at Tan Lao.
Tan Lao nodded in reply. "The steed's armor is a worthy treasure."
They were giving the armor all the credit for Charcoal's speed.
The island wasn't massive to begin with, and it could never accommodate the spiritual beasts from their rampage. As Charcoal rushed to the coast, he suddenly soared about a couple of hundred meters high up into the air.
In midair, Miao Yi and the others rose up from Charcoal's back. The armor on Charcoal's body transformed into a black mist as it seeped into Miao Yi's storage bracelet.
