Endless skies above.
A streak of blue light traversed the sky, moving at incredible speed, crossing thousands of miles in an instant.
Inside the Bronze Coffin, Mo Wangchen's face was slightly pale.
He slowly exhaled and opened his eyes, "The previous battle consumed me greatly. Even with Divine Water to restore Spiritual Power, the wounds left are not so easily healed, and..."
"The power of Qin Yue's Heavenly Tribulation was somewhat unexpected," Mo Wangchen murmured to himself.
Originally, he believed that with the Bronze Coffin, he could shield Qin Yue from all the Heavenly Tribulation, but he didn't expect it to withstand only halfway before reaching its limit.
If he hadn't left in time, he would have suffered even greater injuries!
"What Forbidden Bloodline, enemies everywhere, the Heavenly Gang is so vast, I refuse to believe there's no place for Mo Wangchen," he muttered. From today onwards, he told himself he would spend this difficult time alone.
