The Appearance of the Ancients
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Senior? What are you doing? Haven't we already discovered the treasure?"
Looking at the confused disciples, Xuan Yi couldn't be bothered to waste his breath.
Like lightning, he dashed through the underground palace.
He didn't have any time left to spare. If he continued wasting time, he feared that he would be killed by the unknown being.
After all, he was the one who forced the system to issue an emergency escape mission.
Xuan Yi was not confident that he could win easily.
He maintained his maximum speed all the way while every cell in his body roared furiously.
He mobilized all the spiritual essence in his body and darted past various garrisons like a fiery flash of light.
Many people noticed him as well, but from their point of view, it was impossible to catch up to Xuan Yi's speed.
The speed of lightning could no longer be used to describe his speed.