"Something's not right."
Wan Ming sent a telepathic message:
"The territory of the Soil Without Flowers should not be larger than ours."
"We are travelling on the Heaven and Earth Stage, a journey that makes progress slow."
"Having been granted the surname of Ye, Ye Liu should naturally have a 7th Order guard by his side."
"The earlier howling of the sky wolf was so clear and piercing. Anyone with a shred of crisis awareness would surely not ignore it till now."
"Don't be anxious." Ye Hanjun conveyed in lip language: "Let's see what tricks they're playing, then we can react. It's not too late."
Wan Ming nodded in agreement. Hiding in the shadows of the willow tree, his figure became even more slender.
...
Gradually, the three sickle-shaped purple moons extinguished and re-illuminated, signifying the end of another day.
A day in the Ghost Lamp Abyss is equal to two days in the Giant Frog Marsh. The concept of time is not the same everywhere.
