"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yang Xiao frozen in place with a grim expression, Ye Dongge couldn't help but ask softly.
Yang Xiao, who had been watching the images sent from the Thousand Mechanism Eye, was jolted back to his senses.
He didn't answer.
Instead, he continued to communicate with the Thousand Mechanism Eye.
"Thousand Mechanism Eye, how long until the people outside arrive? How much farther ahead before we run into those Evil Spirits?"
Yang Xiao asked.
The Thousand Mechanism Eye silently calculated for a moment before replying, "They're about ten kilometers ahead. The people outside should arrive in about half an hour."
"Half an hour?"
A flash of light crossed Yang Xiao's eyes.
He glanced at Ye Dongge, then considered his own strength.
He began to weigh his options.
Right now, there were two paths before him.
One was to continue forward, get the Cold Yin Spirit Fire ahead, and break through as soon as possible.
