Sinister

Chu Feng's long legs erupted with pure physical power as he sped forth like a human-shaped battleship. He rushed past the mountain range as if he were flying.

Eight times the speed of sound was a truly overwhelming speed.

There was a ball of white mist enshrouding his body as he started accelerating. This was caused by the rapid change in speed.

The ancients believed that immortals could ride mists and clouds when they traveled. It was indeed reasonable to think so because such a natural phenomenon would occur during a rapid increase in speed.

Soon, Chu Feng found that there was something wrong with the Mastiff King. He was unable to speak and was as weak as an ordinary beast. He had been suppressed to less than half a meter long and couldn't recover.

He wanted to break apart that silver chain but it was astonishingly sturdy. It likely wouldn't come off even if the Mastiff King's neck were to be broken.