Over half a month has passed, Wu Shang is already in despair.
Looking at You Xiaochan, who had become a tiny black dot ahead, his heart was filled with excruciating pain.
Ever since arriving here, without seeing Xie Tian, Wu Shang's only thought has been to protect You Xiaochan.
Yet now, with You Xiaochan fighting her way forward in a bloody struggle, he can only crawl forward slowly and arduously like a snail.
"Seventeen days, traversing nine thousand miles, encountering nine minor dangers, one major danger, unable to advance an inch further..."
After traversing this road of death for seventeen days, even if he's not the smartest, he understands now that this road tests not the cultivation level of body refinement practitioners, but their innate talent.
"Xie Tian, I can't protect You Xiaochan, so useless!"
The suffering Wu Shang didn't know that the remaining nine people behind him were even more despairing.
