Su Chen left the City of Death in the shortest possible time. Dark thunderclouds filled the sky, accompanied by a roaring peal of thunder, and in an instant, a torrential downpour swept across the vast, misty clouds for thousands of miles.
"To the left."
His master's voice rang out in his mind, and without the slightest hesitation, Su Chen immediately sped off toward the left. Two figures arrived in quick succession, their expressions equally grim.
Chapter 128