Zhan Bai and his companions flew rapidly through the sky, beads of sweat covering their foreheads as everyone held their breath, not daring to be the least bit careless.
A tense atmosphere hung thick among them, and Zhan Bai broke the silence: "We've acquired quite a few rare spiritual herbs along this journey. Let's get out of Funiu Ridge quickly." Urgency and determination bled through his words.
Qingting nodded solemnly, a cautious gleam flashing in his eyes.
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