Jiang Feng transformed into a streak of golden light in the night sky, speeding away from the city with unparalleled speed, like a golden rainbow flashing across the sky above Dragon Capital.
Soon, he was swallowed by the distant black horizons, disappearing from the sight of the people.
"Junior Brother."
Young Master Liu retracted his small purple sword. He also did not pursue Jiang Feng, not because he didn't want to, but because he was worried about falling for a luring-the-tiger-from-the-mountain scheme.
Occupying the Underground Palace was far more important than capturing Jiang Feng.
He and the Six-armed Divine Emperor had already lost significant time rushing out from the Underground Palace to save the Second Prince. If they pursued Jiang Feng, by the time they returned, the Underground Palace might have already fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect and Wolf Race, and the opportunities would have been snatched away.
"Damn it!"
