Enter the main text. "Run, run, run!!"
"The faster the better, slow down and you're dead."
In the Secret Realm Forest, Young Master Yan Bei urged the remaining power of the Fire Breath Pill within him, reducing his aura to an extreme lower limit, making it difficult to be detected by Spiritual Power.
Young Master Yan Bei was like a white streak constantly shuttling through the forest, his forehead covered with sweat the size of soybeans, his face pale as paper, heartbeat like thunder, each beat felt like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, his heart seemed like it would jump out from his chest cavity.
Young Master Yan Bei now had lost his three souls and seven spirits, his whole body feeling soft and numb.
