Yu Shangrong faded out of focus. In the next instant, he appeared above the pool of water. His feet were firmly on the quagmire, and yet, he was not wet. He stooped down and listened quietly. His surroundings were extremely quiet as well. The quieter a place was, the more likely one would hear ringing in one's ears. He was experiencing this at the moment. Amidst the sound of ringing, he could faintly hear… the sound of wind? No...
Yu Shangrong flew up. He saw many cultivators flying toward him from Lou Lan city. There were purple-robed and armored cultivators.
"12 more days…" Yu Shangrong felt his head ache at this moment. With his abilities, he could get rid of these cultivators, but he was still human, after all. If Lou Lan sent its troop at him relentlessly, he would eventually collapse from exhaustion. He pondered it for a moment before he looked at Ji Liang and called out, "Ji Liang."
Neigh!
Ji Liang flew toward him excitedly.
