Su Chen left the City of Death in the shortest possible time. Thunderclouds massed in the sky, and with a roar of thunder, a torrential downpour instantly swept across the ten-thousand-mile expanse of clouds.
"To the left."
His master's voice echoed in his mind. Su Chen did not hesitate for a second, immediately veering sharply to the left. Two figures arrived one after another, their faces equally grim.
Chapter 128