"Let's just wait here."
Zhou Jiren stood leaning on his staff and said softly, "I reckon it won't be long… before it restarts again."
At a time like this, hurrying on the road doesn't mean much.
The [Holy Wood] radiated a warm glow.
Zhong Wei felt his condition improve a little. He sat down on the ground, scooped up a handful of crushed snow, and scrubbed it hard over his face.
As soon as he closed his eyes, that mass of snowy-white radiance was crashing toward him again.
"Damn it."
Zhong Wei rasped under his breath, "Gu Castle Fortress was hit by something like that?"
There are some things you can never truly grasp unless you live through them yourself.
When he'd previously heard Gu Shen describe the tragedy of Gu Castle…
He had only felt sorrow in his heart.
But now, the moment he shut his eyes, he could personally recall that chill-to-the-bone despair.
And this was even with Rust Bone General opening the origin for him…
"Make the most of the time and rest."
