"Boom, boom, boom—"
Yan Moshan, riding atop the huge Black Dragon, soared forward through the sky, his speed reaching the extreme.
A distance of tens of thousands of miles was covered in just a few minutes, and before long, Yan Moshan was back above the West, entering the Guanzhong area once again.
Yan Moshan eyed the terrain below and prepared to descend.
Suddenly, he remembered that he still had Miura Shota locked up in his Shenluo Space.
Originally, he had planned to hand this man over to the Ito Shrine for them to deal with, but too many things had happened in between, leading him to forget about this guy.
Therefore, Yan Moshan instantly activated his Shenluo Eye and released Miura Shota.
"Grandpa—spare me, please spare my life—"
Watching Yan Moshan, Miura Shota kept begging for mercy, appearing rather pitiful.
"Haha—why should I keep you around? Go die!"