Xu Wenfeng's speed was so fast, it exceeded Su Changxing's expectations. It was considered top-tier among Tier Nine, even faster than he had run back then.
This was the advantage brought by position.
"They haven't gone far, just up ahead."
Xu Wenfeng looked towards the ruins ahead, sensing that the Bone Spirit marker was nearby, and its movement wasn't fast, which was strange.
The head by Su Changxing's ear said softly, "Sigh, it seems like there's no one else around here, could this kid be bluffing you?"
Su Changxing frowned. He didn't think Xu Wenfeng would lie to him, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Xu Wenfeng stopped, a surprised look on his face, looking forward: "Brother Su, look at that, my Bone Spirit marker is on that."
A bloodied arm hung from the dead, blackened tree branch, with fresh blood dripping down, soaking into the loose soil.
"Is this Geng Yong's arm? Did Geng Yong find it?"
