"Stop right there!"
Qin Chen slashed coldly through Leng Kang and the others blocking his way, pursuing Ye Jingran like an arrow, shouting.
Lin Songyun followed closely behind Qin Chen.
To completely leave the Shadow Hall people behind, Ye Jingran didn't listen.
Besides.
He held a flying elemental artifact.
It was a pair of wings.
This was precisely what enabled Ye Jingran's incredible speed.
The fierce wind made Han Xinkui's face ache.
So much so that, despite Qin Chen's terrifying speed, he couldn't catch up for a while.
"You've already got the three thousand Identity Creeds you wanted, why won't you let her go? Do you know what happens if you infuriate me?!"
Qin Chen roared in anger.
Ye Jingran felt his hairs stand on end from the shout.
To be honest.
He really had the thought of leaving Han Xinkui and running by himself.
But now he didn't dare.
He feared Qin Chen's potential revenge.
After all.
Without Han Xinkui, all that awaited him was a dead end.
