Han Li and the other two flew in one breath for several hundred distances, even disturbing a nest of coal-black flying squirrels resting on a mountain peak along the way.
These demon beasts were over ten times larger in size, resembling squirrels but with a pair of bat wings on their backs, with vicious fangs exposed, appearing extremely fierce.
Of course, such low-level demon beasts naturally wouldn't be taken seriously by Han Li.
Without even needing Han Li to take action, Xianxian's body suddenly erupted with countless golden beams that shot out like a storm, riddling the bodies of the demonized flying squirrels with holes, instantly sending them to their end.
Yet, upon seeing this scene, Yue Zong did not show any joy, but instead, after flying a little further, stopped his dharmic wheel underfoot and sighed lightly to the other two:
