Chu Feng was exhausted. Although a flame was burning in his heart and his fighting spirit had been stimulated, this huge change had exhausted him. His relatives and friends were dying one by one before his eyes. How could he not be in pain? How could he not be in great sorrow?
Outside the Great Abyss was endless darkness. He only calmed down after a long time. The Soul Light shook many times and his blood was also glowing. However, he was unable to reappear his physical body.
He was too injured. It wasn’t just his heart, but his body as well. It was a death tribulation and endless sorrow. He staggered into the distance and walked slowly.
“Find a place to resurrect old black and yellow ox,”Chu Feng said softly. He was very haggard and very nervous. He was afraid that after opening the lid of the demon ancestor cauldron, those people would never be there.
