'Destroy it.'
In the noisy room, Ji Hao stood up, silently transformed into a stream of light, and disappeared into the air.
Ao Hao was halfway drunk. He turned around and yelled mumblingly, "Ji Ritian, where are you going? Haha, drink! Oi, Yemo Luoye, do you like that chick or not?"
The golden bridge was fully activated. At the current stage, Ji Hao's moving speed had reached an extreme degree with the golden bridge. Within a second, he had already flown far away from Liang Zhu City and came to the side of his clone, taking over Pan Gu Dragon Mark. The clone turned into a strand of mist and dissipated. Ji Hao stood under the rumbling swirling thundercloud. Suddenly, a golden halo emerged behind his head.