Relying on the last thread of innate energy that remained in his body, Wu Qi carried Supremacy Three Flame's head with one arm as he carefully avoided the rocking and rolling chaotic airflows, randomly picked a direction, and sped away in a sorry state. After flying aimlessly for a few days and nights, his energy was finally depleted, causing him to plunge straight down into a grayish valley.
Supremacy Three Flame's head fell to the ground with a thud, rolling messily for a distance.
The pain made him cry aloud. With great effort, he wiggled and twitched his facial muscles, bringing his head sat straight up on the ground.
Wu Qi laid quietly on the ground, panting as he stared at Supremacy Three Flame. At last, he gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm sorry for dragging you into this, fellow Daoist."
Supremacy Three Flame breathed a deep sigh. "Come on, it is not the first time that I've had my arms and legs broken."
