One thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
During that time, the four worked together and barely constructed a puppet core.
When they finally came out of the time formation, none of the four looked good.
"One hundred years outside and one thousand inside the formation." Wang Peng sighed.
"I am afraid this is my limit." The female cultivator suddenly said.
The female cultivator's name was Song Ruoqi.
Her cultivation was at the seventh level of the reincarnation realm and her weapon was a mallet.
"I feel the same." Wang Peng said with a solemn look in his eyes.
Although they somehow managed to construct a puppet core, he and Song Ruoqi didn't contribute a lot.
When he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel grateful to Yu Nianzhen and Jiang Yue.
"I have been meaning to ask..." Jiang Yue started and everyone turned to look at him.
"Is something on your mind fellow Daoist Yu?" Wang Peng asked.
