Ning Fan ignored the smug old guy and sent a True Qi slash toward the gap between the two of them.
From the feedback of the Divine Power, Ning Fan sensed a certain bond in the space, as if countless invisible threads entwined Alice and Hilde together.
"What a pity there's too little Divine Power."
Ning Fan felt a bit regretful. If his True Qi were fully converted to Divine Power, he was confident he could sever the effects of the spatial constraint.
"My offer still stands. What do you think?"
Without even lifting his head, Ning Fan responded, "Not interested!"
"If you're not afraid of death, then follow along."
Hilde's eyes turned cold as he continued to fly forward.
If not to ensure the task's flawless execution, with the Holy Artifact in hand, Hilde would have surely fought Ning Fan extensively.
"Really think you're invincible because of that turtle shell."
Ning Fan sneered, "Everything in the world has its limits. I don't believe you can break this rule."
