Wrapped in seven-colored light, traveling swiftly all the way.
Every second, traversing endless distances.
The speed was too fast.
So fast that Ying Yue couldn't break free from this terrifying squeezing force, he could only endure it passively, moving quickly!
As for Old Gao and Zhao Yang, they had long been in a state of confusion, completely stupefied, but even so, the seven-colored light still protected them, preventing the pressure from crushing them into powder!
Time flowed by slowly; it was unknown how long had passed.
The speed of the seven-colored light that enveloped the three suddenly decreased, causing Ying Yue to feel a tremor all over his body and exit the teleportation state.
Immediately, a huge pressure pressed down on them, and Old Gao and Zhao Yang screamed miserably and fell down quickly.
Ying Yue reacted instantly, his figure flickered, appearing in front of them, grabbing their shoulders, holding them in mid-air.
