Fang Hao had never run this fast in his entire life! His legs were spinning like wheels of fire, and the soles of his shoes were almost sparking! Behind him, the 'whoosh, whoosh, whoosh' of things piercing the air sounded like a death warrant, nipping at his heels! He didn't dare turn his head, terrified that if he did, he would see the old zombie that had jumped out of the coffin, or be overtaken by those star-light arrows that could turn a person into a sieve!
'Oh my god! This is going to be the death of me!' he wailed in his heart, alternating between the Divine Spirit Steps and Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, wishing his parents had given him a pair of wings! He channeled the Ethereal Art for all he was worth, his body as light as a feather, weaving left and right through the narrow, pitch-black secret passage, nearly crashing into the walls several times!
