Wait

Ling Han stepped on a special beat. Hu, hu, hu! It was clear that the fiery figure and clay figure were fighting right next to him, but the strong winds merely swept past on either side of him, and did not touch him in the slightest.

It was as if a special force had dispersed the force of the wind.

This was the power of formations.

"Damn it!" Wenren Liangping cursed as he arrived before Ling Han. He glared at Ling Han and stomped his foot in anger.

Because he had ingested that special toad, he still had a period of weakness. Previously, he had gone into hiding to survive this period of weakness. Once his condition had recovered to his peak, he would immediately rush over.

Who would have thought that he would still be a step too slow? He could only watch helplessly as Ling Han walked further and further away.