They walked forward less than three hundred meters, and the two people ahead of Qi Zhishan died in the whirlpools of power one after the other.
This moment, everyone's eyes fell on Qi Zhishan.
To be honest, all this time, members of the Human Clan hadn't been leading the way, and these people had long been dissatisfied. Now it's finally the turn of the Human Clan member, and they could finally feel some balance.
Qi Zhishan took a deep breath and slowly walked to the front of the group. It was the lot he drew, and no matter what, he had to stick to it.
Of course, Qi Zhishan knew that there were nearly two thousand meters to go before reaching the Feather Spirit Palace. Leading the way meant certain death this time.
After all, these whirlpools of power are undetectable, unpredictable, and unperceivable. The moment you realize the presence of a whirlpool, you're already trapped in it, unable to escape.
