'Time is tight, the task is heavy.'
Wu Wang finally understood the specific meaning these six words held, words he had always heard in his previous life.
At this moment, he was like the driver of an out-of-control carriage, hurtling through the dark night, desperately trying to avoid the cliff ahead before the carriage crashed and its occupants were killed.
Ming Snake's figure appeared behind Wu Wang first. Its long, serpentine eyes were filled with respect as it bowed low to Wu Wang.
"Master."
"Immediately open the passage to…"
Wu Wang's voice trailed off.
He, who had intended to seek out Emperor Yan of Shennong immediately, found a flicker of bewilderment in his eyes.
Just then, a strong wave of dizziness suddenly assailed him. Wu Wang staggered, nearly losing his footing.
A large hand reached out from the side, and Xiao Jian Daoist managed to support Wu Wang just in time.
Thank goodness it was Xiao Jian.
