WHOOSH—BOOM!
Gu Zheng's figure flickered as he gave chase, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek.
Powerful Qi tore around him as he shot through the corridor, pursuing the two Fourth-Rank Undead Race Great Monarchs. He raced onward, flying through the vast, rolling mountains.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
BOOM!!
Fierce gales howled, space shattered, and mountain peaks crumbled. All sorts of sounds echoed out, shaking the entire range.
The two Fourth-Rank Undead Race Great Monarchs were dead set on escaping, and for a moment, Gu Zheng actually couldn't catch up.
He would burst forward, and the Fourth-Rank Undead Race Great Monarchs would burst forward in response.
Their speeds skyrocketed. Before long, both parties had exited the mountain range.
At the end of the mountains, a dark abyss, hundreds of zhang wide with an unknown length and immeasurable depth, suddenly appeared before them.
