Out of a long long time, this was the first time Apollo warned from behind Jia Lin's back. Jia Lin said nothing, he kept his eyes looking straight ahead of him, the scales on his face tearing the wind. Another couple of hours passed, making it a full 18 hours of flying at sonic speed. His Martial Spirit had long since lost the ability to support his consumption of profound Qi, it wasn't that it couldn't, it was just that Jia Lin wasn't giving it enough time to!
"I will tear a hole in space for you. But after that, I will fall into a deep sleep because your body isn't able to support my powerful so there will a great backlash"
At this time, inside of Jia Lin's Qi realm, the voice of the mist's old man sounded with a determined tone. From this, it could be seen that he was very frustrated
