章 810: Fishing in Murky Waters!

Red skies lay above him, and white land rested beneath his feet as Wang Baole dashed ahead, disguised as the dead Never-Ending Clan team leader. He ran brazenly, breaking the sound barrier repeatedly and leaving a series of thunderous booms in his wake. His speed increased as he shot across the sky and approached the camp.

He was fifteen minutes away from reaching the camp when another team of Never-Ending Clan warriors appeared before him. They stopped at the sight of Wang Baole. After looking him over and verifying his identity as a fellow warrior, they cupped their fists in greeting.