"They probably escaped already!"
On the small uninhabited island, the people who were on it were already fewer.
At that moment, it was Fangming who spoke.
"Just now when he walked out from the Dragon Hall, it felt like the golden shuttle in his hand had some kind of history. Now that I think about it, it was definitely the Grand Demon God Shuttle! Legend has it that it could travel a thousand miles in an instant and even cross worlds! It really is extraordinary."
The person who said this was Luoming, his expression was ashen-white.
Beside him, there was one more person who was wearing the dress of the Daoming Sect. A 40-odd-year-old middle-aged man. His face contorted into an ugly expression.
"Then... What do we do now? That person has the Grand Demon God Shuttle, we probably won't be able to catch up no matter what…"
"Hah! Cultivator Qiuli, are you afraid? Are you planning to give up just like this?"