As the coordinates of Thunder Valley flickered with blood-red light on the stone wall, Jiang Ye coughed up two mouthfuls of coagulated blood mixed with ice shards.
Ye Shuli tore open his blood-stained collar, discovering that the heart-protecting mirror embedded in his collarbone three months ago had shattered into three pieces, its sharp edges piercing his flesh with every breath.
"Southeast wind..." Jiang Ye's furnace-ash-stained hand grabbed her wrist. "How much sulfur powder is left?"
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