"Speed up! Return to Liangzhu at full speed! Quick! Quick! I WANT full speed!" Ji Dai cried out at the top of his voice. The sudden sense of crisis in his mind had stiffened him. At this moment, his hatred for the eight Supreme Oracles who had left without him went bone deep. If they had not abandoned him, they could easily have taken three hundred flying ships back to Liangzhu at a speed so fast that they would not have to worry about being intercepted halfway.
But now, he had to rely solely on flying ships to make his return. Yet, even if they flew at top speed, it would take them at least three months to get back to Liangzhu. That was enough time for Wu Qi to make arrangements for him to die on the road. Without the strength of Primordial-grade experts, what was the use of his army of 300,000 soldiers, which seemed to be terrible?
