Peng, peng, peng! The golem ran. It didn't know qinggong, nor did it know movement techniques. It simply relied on its massive power to propel itself forward. With a leap, it jumped into the distance, and with another step, it had traversed the distance of several meters.
The palace was very large and spacious. Otherwise, with the golem being fifteen meters tall, it wouldn't even be able to stand upright.
On the way, Ling Han passed by a great many doors. By the looks of it, they should have been tightly closed, but they had been violently smashed open, and there were clear signs of damage.
This benefited Ling Han. He didn't need to expend any effort to get through them.
He ran and ran, and about four hours later, he finally saw eight golems ahead of him.
They were currently engaged in an intense battle. It was three against five, and it should be the five members of the Demon Race that were ganging up on the three humans.