The black smoke was a plague. What would happen if it entered their bodies? This was unimaginable.
Xia Hongming's voice trembled uncontrollably. "Then, then what should we do?"
Since ancient times, countless people had died from plagues.
Before Liu Sanniang could speak, Xian Fei and the others arrived. Looking at the collapsed Star Reaching Tower, Xia Bingguang straightened his neck and made a gurgling sound in his throat. There was blood foam coming out of the corner of his mouth.
Liu Sanniang walked up to Xia Bingguang and grabbed his wrist to take away a drop of his blood. The drop of blood flew into the ground of Star Reaching Tower, and the ground trembled slightly. The layers of ruins of Star Reaching Tower seemed to have been pushed open by something.
A gust of wind flew out of the ruins of the Star Reaching Tower, and people heard a faint roar.
It sounded like a cow mooing.
Xia Bingguang let out a long sigh. "I feel much better."
