For the first time, he vaguely understood the pain and difficult choices the Immortal Gods must have faced thousands of years ago when the world changed abruptly, forcing them to leave their homeland.
But Su Zhou wasn't thinking about any of that—his mind was consumed by a single thought: 'Faster.'
"Hah."
Taking a deep breath, Su Zhou regulated the flow of Spiritual Power in his body. He leaped into the air, empowered by Wind Aid. The ability simultaneously repelled the pull of gravity and negated some of the air resistance, allowing him to glide through the sky like a true Celestial Dragon. His speed surpassed one hundred meters per second.
At this point, it was already very difficult for Bai Canglang to catch up. However, Su Zhou had left behind a clear aura that he could track, so he wouldn't lose him completely.
Su Zhou had now reached a vast, dense forest at the foot of a Dragon-shaped Mountain Range.
