Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh!

A figure blurred across the lands at top speed.

It was Yang Qi, flying over roads, rivers, mountains, forests, lakes, and other terrain features. He passed along like a specter, moving so quickly that no one could even see him, his energy arts at such a high level that he was like a god-immortal.

He wanted to reach the Black Sea as quickly as possible, all in the hopes of getting Hua Yinhu, He Jili, and Li He into the Lifeseizing level immediately. His plan was to hunt for black floodwyrms that were in the Lifeseizing level, and harvest their demon cores. And of course, he was operating alone.

At the same time, Liang Dong would go apply to be an elite student, which would also significantly increase the sway of their group as a whole.

Furthermore, the fact that the Black Floodwyrm Grotto was run by one of the seventy-two demon kings subordinate to the Hanging Mountain had Yang Qi’s heart pounding with anticipation. Hopefully, this trip would also net him some clues about...